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My hands were shaking as I fumbled with the keys to unlock the door to my apartment. Corey was pressed up against my back; his good hand found the button of my jeans and popped it open. His mouth clamped down on the back of my neck as he pulled down my zipper and shoved his hand in. The keys slipped from my hand and hit the floor with a loud jangle. I leaned heavily against the door so I wouldn't fall down next to those keys. I couldn't believe this was happening to me.
"Elton..." Corey whispered in my ear before his mouth nibbled and licked around it. I was shoved up against the door with barely enough room to breathe.
"Ohhh...God, you don't wear underwear." Corey growled into my ear while his hand squeezed my cock and his lips continued to travel around my ear.
"I was in a hurry..." I mumbled into the door. Corey quietly chuckled and took his hand out of my pants and knelt down to pick up my keys. He then stood up and placed the keys in my hand.
"Elton, hurry." He pleaded.
I fumbled again with my keys and then managed to unlock the door. I opened it and Corey walked past me with my hand in his, and then pulled me inside with him. The entirety of what was about to happen suddenly hit me and felt overwhelming. I was becoming unsure of myself. I pulled my hand away and avoided his puzzled gaze. I turned around to close the door. I was too scared to face him again.
"Elton...what is it?" Corey was behind me--his hand rubbing my shoulder.
"I don't know if I can do this." My body was trembling slightly.
"What's wrong?" His body was next to mine. I couldn't look at him. I felt like a child. He was in complete control and I was completely out of control.
"Hey, look at me." His hand cupped my face and turned my head towards him. "Talk to me, Elton. What's going on in that gorgeous head of yours?"
"I..." It was all on the line. I could open up to him and maybe have something wonderful happen, or I could do what I was used to doing, and run away from him. Running sounded like the better idea. Running was all I knew. It was comfortable.
"This is a mistake. I'm sorry, Corey. I can't do this."
"Bullshit. You want this as much as I do." He replied calmly--his hand never leaving my face. His words were truth. He was so confident and knew exactly how I was feeling. I panicked. I didn't want to be vulnerable.
"Get out."
"What?"
"Please. You gotta go." I pleaded but Corey held his ground.
"You gotta be kidding me." His hand left my face and I immediately wished for it back.
"You're too young. We can't do this."
"Give me a break, Elton!" Corey's voice was getting louder and I could tell that he was getting frustrated with me.
"I'm not a kid. I'm 18. So you're a few years older than me...who gives a shit?" "A few? I wish." I walked away from the door and him, and headed for the kitchen. I could feel Corey's eyes following me.
"So what? You're 24? 25?"
I laughed out loud. "Try 30."
"Oh, shit!" Corey laughed. His laugh was beautiful and I couldn't help but smile. "Oops!" He said as he walked over to me.
"Yeah. Oops." I repeated.
"You don't look like you're 30. I thought you were only 22 or 23."
"Well, I am 30." I said as I watched him get closer to me. I backed myself into the counter as Corey stood before me--his hand finding my face again.
"I don't care, Elton. I'm crazy about you."
"That's stupid. You don't even know me."
"I know enough. The rest I can pick up along the way. I know how I feel, Elton. I know this is real."
"How?"
How could somebody so young know what love was? Corey answered me by clamping his mouth down on mine again. I half-tried pushing him away, but when his tongue slipped into my mouth I was beyond reason. My hunger resurfaced and I needed to be filled.
"Let me show you." Corey whispered as his hand left my face and started roaming down my back. "Let me show you." He repeated and then looked at me.
"I...I don't know how." I stuttered. Christ, I was the kid not him.
"What do you mean? Just do what you feel."
"I've never done this." I looked at Corey but it didn't seem to register. "I've never been with anyone."
I wasn't sure what Corey's reaction was going to be, so when that sexy grin of his spread across his face, a relief sort of washed over me.
"Wow. My very own virgin to play with." His smile lit up and I wanted to melt. His lips found mine again and this time I didn't want to push him away.
There was nothing rushed about this kiss. It started off as soft touches--his lips barely touching mine. He seemed to sense as I became more comfortable and slowly ran his tongue along my top lip--urging them to part. He was patient--he didn't force anything. His arm wrapped around me and I sighed in contentment. I could feel him chuckle against me and I opened my mouth for him. He gently traced the contours of my mouth with his tongue. He lingered and tickled until I started tasting him back.
He held me hard as we stood there kissing. My crotch was uncomfortable as it pressed against my open zipper. I could feel Corey's own arousal--strange and hard as it was pressed into my hip. It was time to take this to a more appropriate and comfortable place.
Gently I broke our kiss and took Corey's hand and lead him through the kitchen, down the short hallway that lead to my bedroom. We slowly opened the door and entered, but I barely had time to turn around when Corey practically carried me with only one good arm to the foot of my bed, threw me down and tumbled on top of me.
We wrestled, kissed, wrestled and fondled each other until we were kissing again. Corey only had one good arm to use, but he knew how to work with it. Corey kept my mind occupied as his mouth covered mine. I didn't know when, or exactly how long it took him, but when he moved up to let me breathe I realized the both of us were unclothed. Corey sat up and let his eyes move over me. I was afraid at first, but the look in his eyes and the smile on his face told me there was no reason to be.
"I guess it's my turn now, right?" He commented as his eyes were fixed onto my groin.
"What?" I could feel my face getting warm.
"You've already seen me. Tell me what you thought, Elton?" He reached and took my cock into his hand.
"Oh, shit." I moaned as his hand stroked me up and down.
"You were thinking, oh shit?"
"No." My eyes opened and focused on his. "I thought you were the most beautiful thing I ever saw."
Corey smiled and kissed me gently. "Spread your legs, Elton."
"What?"
"Spread your legs for me."
"Why?" I was becoming alarmed. Lord knew I wanted this kid, but I was fairly certain I wasn't ready to take him into me yet.
"It's okay, Elton. I'm not going to do anything. Please..." I felt his hand urge my legs apart and I complied.
Corey moved over me slowly--his legs slowly sliding in between my own. His head dropped down to place slow wet kisses along my neck while he got himself into a comfortable position. With his legs stretched out between mine, his cock pressed against my own, he gently lay on top of me. The contact was the most intimate and exquisite feeling I ever had in my life.
"So..." Corey slowly began thrusting his hips against mine--rubbing our arousal together. "Did you really think I was the most beautiful thing you ever saw?"
I couldn't answer him with words. I could feel his body sliding against mine and I wanted to scream with the pleasure. I shut my eyes tightly and nodded my assent. I bit my lip. My hands grabbed fists full of the sheets that were beneath me. It was all I could do to keep from losing it. My body was sending me signals I wasn't familiar with. Corey seemed to know my predicament as usual and I knew he was enjoying it. His cock continued to slide against mine making it hard as stone. We were both leaking, making the glide easier and even more stimulating. His mouth attached to my neck, bringing me one step closer to the edge.
"Oh, God." I whimpered. Corey's tongue trailed from the base of my neck and shoulder up to my ear. His breath was hot and heavy.
"He can't help you now, Elton. Let go, baby. Let go for me."
I grabbed more of the sheets and curled my toes. I clenched my jaw and struggled for control. The harder I tried to keep control, the harder Corey tried to make me slip over the edge. My breathing was ragged; my heart was racing. Corey moved onto his knees--his mouth now attached to my chest sucking one nipple and then the other. His mouth moved down my abdomen until finally I could feel his tongue on the tip of my cock teasing my piss slit open. His mouth engulfed me, sliding down to the root and back up again. I was barely breathing and his mouth was back on mine--invading me.
"Let go, Elton." He commanded again, but I couldn't.
I felt him move above me again and I relaxed my eyes and opened them to see him straddling my hips. Without taking his eyes off of mine he reached behind him with his good arm and took my cock while he moved back. I could feel the tip of my penis rub against the warm and moist heat of his bottom before his hand grasped me more firmly, and he sunk down over me taking me into him. He brought his hand to my belly and lay it flat there while his head whipped back--his mouth open in either pain or pleasure, I couldn't tell. I was caught up in my own feelings--his body feeling like soft velvet gripping around me. I tried to speak to him but it all came out in mumbles and moans of excruciating ecstasy.
"Oh fuck, Elton! Fuck!" He cried as he began to slowly ride himself on me.
The sound of his voice in such a state settled into my stomach and made me harder. I reached up and grabbed his arm making him lay as much as he could on me. He smiled as I let go of the crumpled sheets of the bed and brought my hands to his shoulders--slowly sliding them down his back and then back up to his shoulders again. His skin was hot and wet. I slid them back down past his waist and held his muscular ass.
"Do it, Elton." Corey was breathless. "Fuck me like you wanted to at the hospital. Fuck me, Elton."
I bent my knees and brought my feet flat to the bed. I held onto Corey's ass while I thrust up into him. I heard him cry out and encourage me to fuck him harder. He felt so bloody good around me and it was all I could take. I thrust into him again and again for what seemed like hours until I heard his whispered command once more.
"Let go."
And I finally did. I let go over and over again. I clung to him desperately while my soul poured itself into Corey's body--my whimpered cries were filling the room and I couldn't stop. I could hear Corey's voice soothing me as his hand gently petted and played with my hair. In the end I was completely drained both physically and emotionally but I felt a happiness that I'd never felt before. I felt a sort of happiness that had been completely missing from my life. I finally felt like I belonged--somewhere and to someone.
We lay on top of the sheets together into the afternoon. No words were shared. We lay staring into each other's eyes--our legs wrapped around the others' and our hands always exploring. For the first time in my life I wasn't afraid. There was nothing and no one to hide from anymore. I had gotten more than I could ever bargain for. Corey kissed me softly on the lips before we both drifted off, and I knew it was real. I knew I was really in love.