“It’s up in the loft,” I gestured up the ladder. “You want to go first?”
Again, that shadow of suspicion crossed his face, but it was gone as soon as it had appeared.
“It’s safe,” I reassured him.
Then he grabbed the rungs of the ladder and clambered up. I followed closely behind him.
“Wow!” he said when he reached the loft. “Adam is this… is this for me?!”
I smiled, knowing he liked what I’d set up for him. “Yeah, of course it’s for you.”
I climbed up behind him and breathed a sigh of relief seeing everything I left here was still in its place.
The wide window in the roof of the barn let in brilliant morning light that illuminated my present. There was a huge ornamental rug spread out before us with rose petals spelling out, “Will you be my boyfriend?” Around it were foil-wrapped chocolate glistening in the sunlight like jewels, vases of pastel-colored flowers around the rug, and a letter I’d written to him in the middle of it all. I took the extra measure to seal it with red wax.
“Oh my God, Adam!” he said, lost for words.
“Well? Do you like it?” I asked, trying to keep the nervousness out of my voice.
“Yes, yes I like it!” he nodded frantically.
I smiled and began to fidget. “Well, do you want to be—”
“Yes, yes, a thousand times yes! Yes, I’ll be your boyfriend!”
My heart swelled with joy as Luke flung himself into my arms and gave me a tight hug. When he pulled away for a moment, he dipped back in to give me a long-lasting kiss.
His smile was contagious; I was beaming.
Then our kiss turned passionate as our faces melded together.
“I can’t get enough of you…” he uttered.
I felt the electricity course through me again at his magical touch. His soft, big red lips were absolutely divine to kiss…
There was a tightness in my groin. Some thoughts of alarm bubbled to the surface thinking about how I had to be at work in about half an hour, but I pushed them back down. I wanted — no, I needed to linger here in this perfect moment with Luke. Everything else melted away.
Our lips crashed together and I moved my hands up and down his back, feeling the shape of his slim body.
Luke was finally my man. My man and I would move heaven and earth to make him happy.
The type of happiness that tingled in my body at that moment could only be described as divine. This was the purest form of human joy.
Then the moment evolved into something much more human: Lust.
He pulled his lips away, looked up into my eyes and said, “I need you right now, Adam.”
I groaned, feeling my pants tighten even more around my hardening cock.
“Please, babe…” I said, hoping it was okay to call him babe.
He didn’t protest. Instead, he kneeled down, maintaining eye contact as his head descended.
Bracing his knees into the plush rug surrounded by rose petals, he looked up at me again while he began to undo my belt.
I maintained eye contact with him, watching him with desire coursing through me.
Wordlessly, he undid my button and zipper, then eyed my bulge. He grazed one of his delicate fingers across it and I moaned.
“Oh, Luke…” I said, feeling the hot desire course through me.
He gently traced his finger along the waistband of my boxers, sending tingling sensations through me. Then he finally burrowed his hand inside, grabbing my thick, hard, cock.
“Oh my God, Adam…” he said gently, “how did you ever fit inside me yesterday?”
I groaned, because there was nothing else my mind would let me do. I braced one of my hands against the wall so I could lean into it.
Luke untucked my cock from my boxers and held it in his hand.
“Do you see this?” he said, looking up at me with those innocent wide eyes of his, “I can’t even touch my fingers together around it.”
I looked down and sure enough, all four of Luke’s fingers were wrapped around my shaft. There was still some space until he could touch his thumb with them.
“You’re huge,” Luke said.
The compliment filled me with pride, but all I could do was moan while he fisted my cock.
“I’m gonna blow your mind,” he promised.
13
Luke
I was down on my knees, tormenting Adam with my touch.
Looking up at him was a perfect image: This giant, stoic guy who acted like he was in control all the time.
But right now, I was in control.
And he was my boyfriend.
The way he’d asked me — with the rose petals — was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for me. And I was going to let him know how much it meant to me.
“Oh yeah babe, don’t stop…” he moaned as I fisted his hard dick.
My own pants were getting tighter and tighter with each heartbeat.
I spat on my hand, then returned it to stroking his length in slow pulses. I knew that this was fast enough to make him feel good, but not quite fast enough to make him come.
His cock was beautiful— it was girthy and long, the skin smooth. The tip was soft and velvety; I watched it appear and disappear as my hand moved along his shaft.
“Suck it,” he commanded.
I looked up into his eyes and they were dark with lust.
At that moment I wanted nothing more than to give him everything he’d ever wanted.
But on my terms.
So I licked the tip delicately with the tip of my tongue.
He let out a deep, frustrated moan.
I swirled my tongue in circles around the tip, making it dance delicately on his most sensitive part.
“Oh… oh Luke,” he moaned, almost begging.
My own cock was super hard right now, so I reached down, undid my pants, and let it bounce out.
Adam watched as I kept one hand on his shaft, but moved my other hand down to start jerking myself off. I made sure to keep the same speed on both.
“Fuck, that’s hot…” Adam said, cupping my face with his hand.
I winced, expecting him to
