He said last words tenderly and he took my hand, passing his fingers through mine and squeezed my palm tightly. I was enchanted by that moment and his half closed beautiful emerald eyes expressed something, that I never saw towards me. This is what special feelings look like.
Of course under that adoring gaze I held my breath and thereby allowed him to go further. He started slowly to kiss my fingers one by one. I had to admit how pleasant it was… and his eyes continued to hypnotise me.
Then he pressed his silky lips to my mouth, stuck the tip of his tongue and started sliding playfully inside.
I don't know how long it lasted, few moments or more while I was trying to calm down my flaring libido, but his hot kisses plunged me into the abyss of previously unknown sensations.
I have kissed girls before and was always the first to initiate and dominate in carnal caresses, but now I'm managed by an active gay man and it's perceived differently. Being on the receiving side must be uncomfortable for a straight man. May be it would be pleasant for me. Seriously? Am I really bisexual both top and bottom? I would never have decided on such an experience if it had not been for meeting Yarison…
I had to stop it!
I returned back from the abyss of pleasure that swallowed me and angrily blurted out, pushing him away:
"The fifth kiss already, that's enough! Totally insolent!"
"And how did you calculate?" Yarison chuckled, languidly licking his lips. "I didn't tear myself away from you... don't you like it?"
In response, I shook my head furiously.
"But I don't think so... You got a kick out of my caresses. Don't forget that I hear all your thoughts."
"Scoundrel! Not fair!" I started to blame him. "You lured me with your romantic environment using your super abilities… seducing me… and enjoyed taking advantage of my intolerance to the cold!"
"I got it…" Yarison said with guiltily. "I will not force you, please don't be angry. I will take you home."
"Yes, please!"
I started to get ready for the road, still showing my indignation. And he became so depressed hiding his eyes that I felt ashamed. On the way, I clung myself harder against his back to improve his mood, softly fingering his cubicle abs with pleasure and when we said goodbye after arriving on the bike to campus, we exchanged warm glances.
"Will you forgive me?" he asked. "Will we meet again?"
"Yeah!" I answered reluctantly, taking off the helmet. "But I will be extremely busy next week… a lot of training…"
"Great! I'll miss…"
"So how was your sweet date? Huh?" Jamien asked with condemns when he met me in the campus corridor.
"What!?"
"I saw that that journalist brought you on a lux bike... Did you spend the night with him?"
"We just went on a trip to the sea... what kind of suspicions?"
I didn't like his tone, obviously Jamien felt kind of friend jealousy towards me. I had not leisure with him lately, he decided to express everything in a vulgar manner.
"So, do you like it?"
"Why are you smiling so maliciously?"
"Well... so you have something, lovebirds. It's so noticeable!"
"Jerk! What's on your mind? Nothing but nonsense! Yarison adopted me. He's like a father to me..."
"Why don't you live with him then? He probably has luxurious mansion."
"For what? I'm a grown boy! Stop acting like that, Jamien. You interfere too much in my personal life."
"I'm worried about you! Because you don't understand where everything is going. He's not going to warm you up like a son. I can see it better from the outside!"
"Don't worry so much! Everything is okay! You know very well that I am straight."
"Then why don't we spend time like before? We would pick up girls in a bar... But you share all your free time with him!"
"I don't need a one night stand with stranger. When I fall in love, I get married. Don't start a showdown here."
I didn't want to quarrel with my dear friend Jamien, understanding his concern, we grew up in the same orphanage and were like brothers and continued to live together like a family. Of course, he is jealous and does not want to part with me, fearing that I will leave him and go live with my rich daddy. But Yarison never brought me to his home for some reason.
Maybe I wanted to live with him, but he had not yet offered it. In any case, living together will lead us to an intimate relationship. That would be strong temptation — not give in to experienced seducer… I wanted his touch again. I spent the rest of the day thinking about what had happened and by evening I realized that I still wanted his hot kisses. What an obsession! It still feels like his lips are sliding over mine and his big hands are squeezing my waist. Oh, how not easy! I must not become so soft and be distracted by important matters.