Roman - Part 8

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My arms trembled. The sweat on my palms made it slip a little, and my breath caught in my throat. I wrapped my fingers around it again, eager to get a better grip on the thick pole, and through the struggle I could smell him.

He, too, was sweaty. The warm aroma whipped over me, filling my nostrils with every inhale. He was fresh. His pheromones awakened every sense in my body, and I stared into his beautiful eyes as I became weaker, and weaker... And weaker.

"Alright, not bad" Roman said, pulling the barbell off my chest before I crushed my ribs, "you'll be a bodybuilder before you know it".

I lay on the bench, exhausted.

"How do you do this every day?" I whined, feeling the burn in my arms, "it's like hell".

"Hell" he grinned, grabbing me by the ankles and sliding me down the bench, "doesn't have hot boys like you".

Roman crawled on top of me. Even after an intense workout, he was still painfully beautiful. His hair was wet with sweat, his face, too, and every breath he took made his large, muscular chest bulge.

"Wanna shower together?" He asked, leaning closer to my face, "I won't tell if you won't".

I giggled stupidly as he stood up and pulled me with him.

His dad was at the hospital for physio, which meant that we had the place to ourselves. It was funny to me, because even though we were both technically adults, it was times like this when I actually felt like an adult.

As I followed him through the living room I imagined what it would be like in our own house. Sure, I was getting a little ahead of myself, but the idea of Roman and I actually living together someday made my heart soar.

His shorts hung down at the back revealing the top of his butt. Every minute of the day since the party last week had been filled with thoughts about Roman. In school, all I could think about was him. At home, all I could do was wait excitedly until I saw him, and even when I was with him, my mind raced with fantasies.

The bathroom filled with steam after a few seconds. He was already in his boxer briefs by the time I kicked off my sneakers, and even though we were dating now, I still felt a knot in my stomach when I realised what would happen next.

I'd seen Roman naked once before, and it was a magical sight that I'd never forget. But he'd only seen me in my underwear, and whilst that was embarrassing enough, being naked with him was a whole other situation.

I wasn't hung like he was, and it had been plaguing me since last week. I'd always known that Roman would be too good to be true, and my bet was that as soon as he saw my stupid little dick, he'd make some excuse to call things off.

He probably wanted a real man, with a big dick and killer abs, not a skinny little boy like me. I froze as I reached the waistband of my pants. Partly because I was worried, and partly because my eyes were now on Roman's naked body.

He was so carefree. That was one of the things I loved about him. He was naked, and yet he was acting as though there was nothing unusual about it at all. Meanwhile, I was sweating and trying to prolong the inevitable, until he walked over to me and took me by the wrists.

"Are you nervous?" He asked, slowly pulling me toward him.

"I... I um... I could shower at my place" I gulped, my eyes becoming heavy with the steam, "if you want... Um... Privacy or something".

His white teeth shone as he grinned at me. His naked body pressed against my clothed one, and I felt him.

"Privacy?" He whispered in my ear, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood excitedly. "How's this for privacy?"

His strong hands pushed into the back of my pants. His palms filled with my butt cheeks, and he squeezed them as I gasped.

I didn't say a word as he slid them from the back to the side. His warm fingers crawled around inside my pants, and my heart beat even faster as he reached the front.

He flicked them down. His hand cupped my naked crotch, but he hadn't touched it yet. He was covering it as he slid my pants and underwear down my legs, and when I was naked, he stared into my eyes.

"You never have to be nervous with me, Davey" he breathed, and slowly removed his hand.

I closed my eyes. This was it. This was the moment that Roman would realise that he'd made a huge mistake. Would he ask me to leave? Would he tell me to leave? I felt sick to my stomach as I stood naked before this large, stunning young man.

A few seconds elapsed before I finally peaked out from under my eyelid. I expected him to be standing there, stifling his laughter, but he wasn't.

"Will you come on?" He grinned, and I looked over to find him already in the shower.

I gawped. He hadn't even cared. He'd seen it, yet he wasn't bothered. I felt a thrill of excitement and a wave of relief, and a moment later, I joined him.

The hot water gushed down on both of us. Roman scrubbed his hair, revealing his armpits which suddenly I had the urge to kiss. It still baffled me how someone could be so truly stunning, yet he didn't seem to even realise it.

"Turn around" he told me, in a voice that was both soft and stern. I didn't even question it for a second.

The shower wasn't particularly large, but we fit, and that was all that mattered. Roman placed his large hand over my naked, wet shoulder, and a second later, I felt something cool sliding between my shoulder blades.

He rubbed it in. His very touch sent shivers through me. Roman massaged the shower gel into my back and I very nearly moaned.

His fingers squeezed and pressed, his thumbs ran up my spine, and the suds trailed my naked body, gliding wetly over my butt. I trembled with pleasure.

"Feel good?" He asked, as the bathroom became almost invisible behind the steam.

"Uh huh" I mumbled, feeling his touch move closer to my ass.

I became lost in the feeling of it all. It felt like I'd been put under a spell, and all I could do was moan and gasp as Roman explored my body. My head leaned back on his shoulder, his face brushed against my cheek as his hands slid around my front, and everything in my life at that exact moment, felt right.

He soaped my chest, softly kissed my throat, and swirled his fingers around my nipples. It felt better than sex, or it felt better than what I assumed sex felt like, anyway. The pleasure that rushed through my body was unlike anything I'd known before, and he hadn't even touched my dick.

Roman turned me around. The water continued to drench us, but the heat felt good against my tired muscles. He took my face in his hands. The control that he had like this was making me even more aroused.

"I really like you, Davey" he whispered, and when I tried to reply, he kissed me.

There was nothing ferocious or rushed about it. Our lips pressed, my hands found his wet body, and ever so slowly, Roman pushed his tongue into my mouth and the water washed away the soap.

The only word that could describe our kisses was magical. Every time our lips met, I felt like I was in a movie. I couldn't understand how a person could be so attracted to someone that even a kiss could make them weak, yet here I was.

The shower came to a close, and we both stood there, naked and dripping, as Roman ended the kiss and smiled at me.

"Come on" he said, and stepped out of the shower, taking me with him.

Wet and excited, I followed him out of the bathroom and down the hall toward his bedroom. It felt oddly liberating to be completely naked, with my clothes trapped back in the bathroom as we giggled our way to his room.

The door closed as soon as we got there, and Roman was on me.

His hands closed around my back, his mouth pressed against my collarbone, and we crashed against his wall as we explored each other.

"You're so fucking cute, Davey" he breathed, taking my face in his hand.

I wanted to reply, but he'd taken my breath away. We kissed briefly, but the tempo had changed from the bathroom, and I was becoming more and more excited by the second.

He lifted me. My legs wrapped around his waist, his lips continued to glide over my naked chest, and then I was falling.

I landed on his bed, he landed on top of me, and with his arm next to my head, Roman grinned at me from above, and the angle was the most beautiful one I could have imagined.

I could see his muscles strain. His naked body still glistened from the shower, and a little further down, I knew he was erect.

"We don't have to do anything you don't want to" he whispered, but I was already feeling myself stiffen at the sight. "We can go as fast or as slow as you like, okay?"

I nodded. I'd been dreaming of a moment like this for a long time. I knew that a lot of people from school had lost their virginity in the most miserable ways. Online hookups, drunken quickies and anonymous meetings. Being a young, closeted gay boy, I always imagined my virginity would be taken by some old guy from an app, but this was everything I had ever wanted, and more.

Roman kissed my body again. His tongue trailed over my collarbone, down my chest and stopped at my nipple. He sucked it, flicking it with his tongue as it hardened and I whimpered. I felt his strong body press down on my own. The contrast was clear between us, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered now, only us.

Further down he went. My breath became laboured, my back arched as his tongue tickled my stomach. Further again, inching closer to my special place.

I felt it rub against his chin. Oh christ, I was already so close to cumming. I couldn't. Not yet.

His breath swam over it. Making it dance eagerly, and as he leaned down to take me into his mouth, the front door opened and the two of us hurried to our feet.

"Shit!" He hissed, pulling me back down the hallway as my boner whacked against my thighs, "get dressed" he sniggered, and we both scrambled with our clothes as Mike called out.

"You two better not be doing nothing I wouldn't be doing!" He laughed, and even though I wasn't facing him, my cheeks burned red.

"Don't listen to him" Roman chuckled, and a few minutes later, much to my bitter disappointment, we were walking back down the stairs, fully clothed and sexually frustrated.

"Back in my day" Mike grinned from the living room, "we waited until we were married before that carry on".

"Didn't you lose your virginity when you were like–"

"Go on now" Mike said, interrupting what I'm sure would have been an interesting story from Roman, "I wanna watch that movie about the two gay cowboys. I told my nurse about you pair and she suggested it".

"I don't think that's a good idea, dad" Roman cringed.

"I wanna know how it all works!" He said seriously, "because when your mom and I used to get jiggy, there was only one position–"

"OKAY dad!" Roman winced, and I couldn't help but laugh. "Enjoy your movie!"

The two of us left Mike in peace and stepped outside.

"That was close" I smirked, and Roman nodded.

"Next time" he whispered, "it will be even closer".