I’d got one of the best night’s sleeps I’ve had in a long time. The night before had been even more amazing than I had originally thought it was going to be. Kellin and I had a beautiful date: a simple dinner and a movie. Well, half of the movie. After that, we had our own fun. It’d been a long time since I bottomed, but fuck, it felt so good. Kellin was lying on my chest with his left arm holding on to me tightly. He looked so peaceful sleeping. His features were soft, his eyelashes fanning over his cheeks and casting a small shadow. I could feel his breathing and his steady heartbeat. It might have sounded weird, but I liked watching him sleep. After a while, he stirred, and his eyes opened up, looking at me.
“Hi,” I mumbled and smiled at him.
“Too early,” Kellin groaned and buried his head in my neck. I laughed and pushed him off of me. He rolled over onto his stomach with his head in the pillows, giving me a great view of his ass. I leant up and back down placing a small kiss on his ass. He groaned again, wiggling some. I smirked, trailing more kisses up his back. I could feel him shiver every time I planted another kiss on him. When I finally got up to his neck, I started sucking a hickey into the pale skin. He made a moaning noise and turned his head, looking at me. He was adorable when he just woke up, especially since he still had sex hair from the day before...
I hovered over him, and he spun underneath me so that he was facing me. My arms held me up on either side of him. Kellin cupped my face and pulled me down so that he could kiss my lips. It was a sweet make out session. I kissed all over his jaw and ran my hands up and down his chest. I rocked lightly against him, feeling that he was a little bit turned on. But hey, so was I. We would have gone a lot farther if my roommate hadn’t opened the door.
“Oh, shit. Sorry,” he said. I groaned and kissed Kellin quickly before rolling off of him. “I didn’t know he was still here.”
“It’s fine. What do you want?” I asked, a little annoyed.
“Aren’t you going to introduce me to the naked person in your bed?” I rolled my eyes at him.
“Fine. Kellin, this is my roommate, Jaime. Jaime, this is Kellin,” I replied to Jaime. “Now what do you want?”
“Nice to finally meet you, Kellin,” Jaime said. I know he was just being polite, but it was also annoying. Kellin nodded back to him. He was blushing. “I was going to ask if you wanted to get something to eat with me, but it looks like you already got something, so I'm just gonna leave you here.” He winked at us and left, shutting the door.
“I’m really sorry about him,” I said, kissing Kellin on the cheek.
“It’s okay. He seems really nice.”
“He is, he can just be annoying,” I told him and started kissing him again.
“I hate to do this, but I gotta go. I have a design that's due in a few hours that I need to do some finishing touches on.” I muttered an ‘okay’ to him. He got up, sliding his clothes on. His shirt was still in the living room. I assumed he would just grab it on his way out. He came back over to me, kissing me. “I had fun. I’ll see ya later.” He kissed me again and walked out. I sighed, lying down for a second with a huge goofy smile on my face. I really, really liked him. I just have to tell him something first before anything else happens.
I got up and took a shower. I kind of needed one after the previous night. Once the water started to get cold, I got out, wrapping a towel around my waist and drying off my hair. I went into the living room where Jaime was cleaning up after his breakfast. “Hey, Jaime.”
“Hey,” he said, sitting down next to me on the couch. “How was last night? You looked pretty happy about it this morning.” I smiled to myself.
“It was amazing!” I gushed. “It was insanely romantic, and the sex was amazing.”
“Is that the guy you’ve been seeing for the past month or so?” I nodded. “So are you two a thing?”
“No, not yet. I want to but—” I paused and sighed.
“I haven't been exactly honest with him.” He looked at me strangely.
“Okay, you know that friend I have? The one that's a prostitute?” He nodded. “Well, about a month ago, he wasn't feeling too good, so he asked if I would do his call for him. Just that once.”
“Okay, but what does this have to do with that Kellin guy?”
“Well, that ‘Kellin guy’ was the guy that I slept with that day.”
“Does he know that you’re not actually a prostitute?” I shook my head no. “Are you going to tell him? I mean, he couldn't get too mad right?”
“I hope not but... I still lied to him. He put a lot of trust in me, and I just continued to lie. I didn't lie about everything... Just the prostitute thing...”
“Well, you need to tell him before he gets hurt...”
“I know. I'm going over in a little bit, and I wanna tell him then.” He nodded. I really didn't mean to lie to Kellin. To be honest, I never thought I’d sleep with him more than once.
---A few hours later---
Kellin called me and asked me to come over, and… take care of the problem that he had this morning. And who was I to pass that up? I drove over there, and the second he opened his door, he pulled me in, pushing me against the wall, connecting our lips. My hands instantly attached themselves to his hips. I really loved his hips. “So I'm guessing you're done with work?” I tried to talk while Kellin kept kissing me. He made a tiny ‘mhm’ noise and started palming me. He was being dominate again, but I wasn't going to let him. I knew exactly what I wanted to do with him.
I gained control over him, spinning us around so that Kellin was against the door. My hand wandered around his abdomen and up his shirt, feeling the soft skin. I pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it on the ground. I went to sucking on his neck and unbuckling his belt. His hands stayed on my shoulder, and he moaned. I pushed his pants down just far enough so that I could put my hand in them. “No underwear on, Mr. Quinn? That's very, very naughty,” I playfully growled in his ear and started stroking him. He moaned, dropping his head on my shoulder, still gripping onto me for support.
“I couldn't find th-em at your house… unh… and I didn't wanna put some more o-on, oh, shit,” he tried speaking through his moans and heavy breaths. I squeezed and stroked him a little faster. I could feel his body shaking. He pushed me down lightly; I got the point and dropped to my knees. I looked up at him teasingly and slowly sucked him into my mouth. He groaned loudly and pushed his hips forward a little. As I bobbed my head, he was rocking his lower self in and out of my mouth. Eventually, I just let him do all the work, no longer moving my head.
After a few minutes, I pulled off, stroking him a couple more times. I was extremely turned on and wanted him so bad, but there was one more thing I wanted to do first. I stood up, kissing him. I drug him in the direction of his room and pulled him in. I walked him over to the bed and pushed him onto it, pulling his pants all the way off. I took my clothes off, too, and walked over to his nightstand. “What are you doing?” he asked. I didn't answer him as I opened the drawer and took out the vibrator I’d found a while ago. His eyes widened, but he didn’t tell me not to use it.
I sat on the bed in between his legs. I lubed up the toy and held it against his entrance. He was looking at me in anticipation. I turned it on to a lower setting, just to tease him some more. He always looked so hot. He groaned and wiggled his hips some. “Please...” he asked innocently. I smirked and pushed about an inch of the toy in. He moaned and lightly gripped the sheets. I pulled it out and then pushed it back in a little more this time. I could see the muscles in his stomach clench as I moved it, continuing that action. Small sounds that he was trying to hide came from the back of his throat. I pushed it all the way in that time and turned it on to the highest setting.
“Holy fuck!” Kellin basically screamed and moaned. I pushed and pulled it faster. I was searching for that sensitive spot in him. When he moaned my name out loud, I knew I found it. I made sure that when I pulled it out that time, I pushed it back in against that spot again, sending waves of pleasure through his body. Kellin was writhing around the spot he was in, moaning loudly. Lucky, he didn't have a roommate. Kellin was practically fucking the toy in my hand. I stopped moving a little and watched him move his hips up and down on it.
“Vic!” he moaned as he hit that spot. “Let me touch you,” he said with his hot, panting voice. It was about time. I was practically leaking from just his sounds alone. I moved above him so that my lower half was near his top—sixty-nine position. He stroked me a few times, and I felt his warm, wet lips wrap themselves about the head of my throbbing dick. “Fuck,” I moaned and pushed the toy into him farther. I could feel the noises he was holding back as he sucked me harder.
I kept the vibrator in him and started sucking him again, bobbing my head fast. He was doing the same, keeping us in sync. “Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, I'm gonna come,” I heard Kellin moan from under me. I continued sucking him and moving the toy, making sure that I was pressing against that pleasure-inducing spot. I felt him pull off of me and practically yell, “I'm gonna come, Vic... mm, shit.” I felt his body tremble beneath me and a second later, he was shooting into my mouth. His hips thrust up and down lightly, riding out his climax. I sucked him dry and pulled off, pulling out the toy turning it off.
Once he caught his breath, he rolled me off of him and got between my legs. He grabbed my dick and started stroking me fast. I’ve been so hard for so long; I really needed this release. He sucked on my tip, making patterns with his tongue along the slit. My fingers gripped his hair, not forcing him to move, but just as something to hold onto. His hands stroked my bottom half and I felt the pleasure rising in the pit of my stomach. “Oh, my God, oh, my God,” I practically screamed. Every part of me felt sensitive as I was brought closer to the edge. Eventually, the feeling became all too much for me, and my body shook as I came in his mouth. He didn't stop sucking me as he swallowed everything. He kept looking up at me with my dick in his mouth, and it was one of the hottest things I'd ever seen.
When I was done, he pulled off, licking his lips. He kissed me and lay down. Now time for the hard part. After we had both caught our breath, I spoke: “Kellin, can we talk?”
“Right after sex?” I nodded my head. “I guess. Is everything okay?”
“Well... I, um… I haven't been exactly honest with you.” I looked at his face. He looked confused.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m not really a prostitute…” His face only got even more confused. “Let me explain. But, please... just hear me out on this.” Kellin nodded his head, waiting for me to continue. “Okay, well… I'm not a prostitute. I don't work at the agency you called. When you called, they were going to send a friend of mine over, but he wasn't feeling well, so he asked me to fill in… just that once.” I kept watching his face for any signs of anger. He just looked confused still. “I don't know why I gave you my number that day. I guess I just kind of liked you. You were different than the other people I've met.”
“So... this has all just been a lie?” he asked.
“No, no. Not all of it—just the part about me sleeping with people for money.” His face got angrier, and his eyes just looked so sad.
“You lied to me, Vic… I trusted you. Do you even like me like you say you do? Or is that just some fucking lie, too?”
“No, I really do like you. A lot. That’s why I'm telling you this.”
“And you couldn't have told me sooner?!” He got up, sliding a new pair of boxers on. “Vic, I trusted you with everything. You knew how I felt and what happened, and you still lied to me.”
“Kellin, that's the only thing I lied about. My name, my life, my roommate—it’s all real. I'm just not a prostitute.”
“How do I know? You seemed to lie pretty good about that.” He was really angry… but I think more hurt than anything. The one guy he let back into his life lied to him. I don't blame him, if I'm being honest
I got up sliding my clothes on, too. “Kellin, I like you. A lot. That I didn't lie about.” It looked like he was about to cry. I just wanted to hold him and apologize over and over.
“Can you please just go?” he asked, tone softer than before.
“I—” He walked over to the bedroom door and opened it.
“Please, Vic,” he said again and looked down so that I couldn't see his eyes. I walked up to him and kissed his lips. Only… he didn't kiss back. I walked out and to the front door. Before I had said door shut behind me, he had closed the bedroom door.
I think I really just fucked this up.