Never a Hero

laughed shakily, unbelievably aroused by the idea. He slid his hand down my spine. His fingers caressed between my cheeks. I tensed a bit despite myself, and when he applied pressure to my rim, I gasped.
    He moaned into my ear. He turned me around and pushed me gently face down on the bed. He gripped my cheeks, pulling them apart. I was suddenly tense and terrified. I’d never done this before. Should I tell him? It seemed like I should, but I was too afraid.
    “I’m not going to fuck you,” he said. “Try to relax.”
    That was good to know, but I was still nervous. “I don’t know if I can.”
    He kissed his way down my spine, making me shiver. When he reached the top of my ass crack, he spread my cheeks wide. I felt exposed, and far more vulnerable than I’d anticipated. I instinctively flinched away.
    Nick let me go. He moved up, his weight comfortable and warm on my back. “Owen,” he whispered in my ear. “Have you ever bottomed before?”
    I shook my head.
    He held very still for a moment. I wished I could see his expression. Then he asked the question I was dreading. “Have you ever topped before?”
    I shook my head again.
    “Oh Jesus,” he moaned in dismay, putting his head down on my shoulder. “I’m such an ass. I shouldn’t be doing this.”
    “No! Don’t you dare stop now!”
    His laugh was shaky, but he kissed the back of my neck. “We can’t have sex anyway. Not like that.” He put his fingers between my cheeks again, gently massaging my rim. “No wonder you’re so tight.”
    “I’ve never really understood how bottoming could feel good.”
    “It does though, believe me. It can be the best feeling in the world. I miss it so much. This was my favorite, to be right where you are now, flat on my stomach.” He sat up, straddling my thighs. He was still wearing his jeans, but he rocked against my ass as if thrusting into me, causing exquisite friction between my cock and the bed. “Just like this,” he said. “I’d trade places with you in an instant if I could.”
    I had to clear my throat before I could speak. “I wouldn’t mind.”
    He was quiet for a moment, and then he asked in hushed voice, “Do you have any condoms?” He sounded strangely apprehensive about it.
    “We just established that I’m a virgin, remember?”
    He laughed, and I wondered if it was my imagination that he sounded relieved. “Well then, looks like neither one of us will be bottoming tonight.” He leaned down again to kiss the back of my neck. “No problem. There are plenty of other ways for me to get you off.” He moved his hand down my side, around the front of my hip and I shifted to allow his hand to slide under me. He wrapped his hand around my aching cock, and I moaned, pushing into his fist.
    His weight on my back eased a bit. “Turn over.”
    I did, already breathing hard, anticipating what was to come. His hand was gentle but firm as he stroked me. He kissed my jaw, my neck, my chest. When he reached my nipples, I gasped in surprise, arching into him. I couldn’t believe how good it felt and I gripped his head with my hand, pulling him in for more. My hips began to move of their own accord, bucking up and down, thrusting through his hand.
    “Nick,” I gasped, and he let me go.
    “Shhh,” he soothed with a smile as he kissed me. “Not yet, baby. Slow down.”
    “I can’t.” I’d already waited twenty-eight years. Wasn’t that enough?
    He chuckled and moved back to my nipples, but this time without stroking my cock. He teased me until each one was wet and red and aching.
    Then he moved down.
    I gasped again as he pushed my legs apart and my knees up. He put his tongue between my legs, below my scrotum. He began to suck and lick my tender flesh, sometimes moving up to lap at my testes, sometimes moving back down to my perineum. I lay panting and writhing, tugging at his hair until he let me lead him up, up, up, his tongue leaving a hot, wet trail along my length. When he finally touched my frenulum, I nearly came. Only the fact that he pulled away for a second saved me.
    “Oh Jesus,” I panted.
    And in the very next second, he teased his tongue over that spot again, and when my hips instinctively rose, he parted his lips and let me slide deep into his hot, wet mouth.
    It was amazing. Scintillating. Utterly exquisite. He moaned, and I felt the vibrations in my cock. He swallowed me, all the way to my root, until I could feel his nose against my pubic bone. He let me hold