Lee laughed. “Baby, you aren’t going to hurt me. I’ve bottomed before and I enjoy it.”
“But you said it’s been a while.”
“That’s why you’re going to lube me up and get me loose.” Lee reached for the lube bottle and handed it back to Drew. “Remember, one, two, three, dick.”
Drew laughed. Mostly as a way to release tension, but also because he understood exactly what Lee meant.
They were directions he could follow, and surprisingly enough, he really liked sticking his fingers in Lee’s hole. He loved touching Lee intimately and feeling the man’s reactions as he got turned on and worked up. Knowing Lee was enjoying it had him hard and hungry for it in no time. Watching his fingers disappear into Lee’s hole made him want to bury his dick even deeper.
When he couldn’t take the anticipation anymore, Drew set aside the lube with shaking hands and somehow, miraculously, managed to sheath up, though he was in such a hurry he had a hard time with the condom wrapper. As soon as he was protected, he positioned himself and slid inside.
“Oh, fuck,” he gasped as he worked past Lee’s ring of muscle and pushed into the hot tightness of his body. “Fuck, fuck!”
It was better than he could have imagined. The friction was incredible, and with a few instructions from Lee about depth and direction, he was pretty sure he started thrusting against Lee’s prostate. It was easy to find a rhythm from there, and once his orgasm started to build in his core, he let loose and put everything he had into it.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” Lee moaned right before Drew felt a squeezing tremor of tightness sucking him in.
It was glorious. He hit the edge almost at once, then spilled into Lee with a strangled cry, pumping until he felt like he had nothing left in him. He wanted to keep moving, keep the pleasure going, even after he knew he was done, but it was as if all the energy had been drained from him.
He pulled out and flopped to the side, tugging Lee with him. He could hardly catch his breath, but that didn’t stop him from seeking out Lee’s mouth, even though they were in an awkward position, to kiss him until he needed air more than connection. Even then, Lee turned in his arms so they were face to face, and as soon as he had breath in his lungs, they kissed some more.
Drew wanted to say something. He wanted to say everything. He wanted to thank Lee for blowing his world wide open and to tell him how much he cared about him. He wanted the rest of the world to go away for a while so he could devote all his time to the man in his arms and the man he wanted to let himself become. He wanted so much, but exhaustion was rushing up on him hard.
“Was it good?” Lee asked, clearly drowsy himself.
Drew nodded, but it took a lot of effort to say, “Yeah.”
Lee smile, stroked the side of his face, and surged in to kiss him. “We’ll talk in the morning,” he said.
Drew nodded again. It felt like the only response he was capable of. He then settled against Lee and embraced him completely with arms and legs. He didn’t want to let go of this new, magical thing he’d discovered. Not now, not ever.
But there was one thing he couldn’t escape from, even as sleep took him. He needed to fully and definitively break up with Jessica as immediately as possible if he was going to be able to continue forward to have what he wanted with Lee.
fourteen
. . .
Drew expected to be racked with regret as soon as the alarm he’d set for an insanely early hour the next morning went off. He’d had sex with a man. A man he was growing serious feelings for. A man who he’d set out to deceive the world with for the sake of his career. Because his girlfriend had told him to.
The situation was bizarre enough to have its own movie, though whether it would be a comedy or a horror film, he had no idea.
As sleep left him, far too quickly, thanks to the blaring alarm, Drew was surprised that the only things he felt were deep, pulsing satisfaction and regret that he had to leave Lee so soon.
“Do you mind if I use your shower again?” he asked a drowsy Lee, who might not have been completely awake. He’d showered quickly after their initial post-sex snooze the night before, but he needed to do a more thorough job that morning before heading to set.
Or facing Jessica.
“Hmm? Oh, yeah,” Lee said, rubbing his face and stretching awake.
Drew smiled at the sight, his heart feeling way lighter than it should have. “You’re cute first thing in the morning,” he spoke what was in his heart aloud without a single shred of awkwardness. It was the truth, and even if he hadn’t fully come to grips with the new part of himself he’d just unlocked, facts were facts.
Lee burst into a lazy grin and covered his face with one hand. “Stop,” he said. “I’m really not good in the morning.”
“I beg to differ.”
“You’re the one who’s still smoking hot, regardless of the fact that it’s—” He twisted to look at the clock beside his bed. “Geez, Drew. It’s five in the morning. Who gets up this early?”
“I have a seven o’clock call, which means the car will be at the apartment to pick me up by six-thirty, and I wanted to give myself plenty of time to get there and get ready.