Chapter 46
Kenny blindly obeyed and Ted knelt between his legs. He lightly ran his hands over Kenny’s thighs, then held the man’s prick in his hand.
“I won’t do this unless you want me to,” Ted said reassuringly, rubbing the groove on the underside of Kenny’s red dick head with his thumb and bringing it close to his lips.
“Yeah, yeah, it’s okay,” Kenny whimpered.
Holding Kenny’s cock near its base, Ted gently slid his lips over the head, being careful to apply as little pressure as possible as he softly tongued the pee slit.
Kenny was shaking.
Ted slowly slipped Kenny’s cock into his mouth. Once he reached the base he buried his face in the lush ginger bush that surrounded the organ. Slowly he made his way back up to the tip once more.
Kenny’s shuddering became more intense. He began making small grunting noises.
Ted knew Kenny was trying not to cum. Deciding not to let Kenny suffer any longer this first time, Ted descended and retreated more quickly and with increased pressure. Ted had barely finished the second circuit of Kenny’s cock when the man stiffened, his dick swelled and throbbed, and copious volleys of warm semen began coursing into Ted’s throat.
When the last of the spasms subsided, Kenny slumped forward onto Ted’s back.
“I’m sorry,” Kenny said, sitting up and looking into Ted’s eyes.
“For what?”
“For not being able to control myself.”
Ted chuckled softly and pulled Kenny into a kiss. Then he said, “No worries. You were perfect.”
Ted put his arms around Kenny’s shoulders and, leaning in once again, gave Kenny a reassuring kiss.
“But what about you? What would you like me to do for you?” Kenny asked.
“I’m happy right now. You just relax and we’ll take care of me another time.”
“You’re wonderful,” Kenny said as they kissed again and lay down beside one another on the bed.
Ted lay holding Kenny as they drifted off to sleep.
* * * *
Ted awoke the next morning. What a beautiful night, he thought, looking at the sleeping man he still held in his arms. And once I’m free from Morrison it’ll always be this way.
Ted began thinking of the future. Maybe they would get a small house together like the one he now shared with Randy. It would have a small yard for Dixie, close to the University so he and Kenny could get to class easily. I just have to get through the next year so I have enough put aside to get through school.
Kenny stirred, opened his eyes, smiled, and said, “You sure are handsome in the morning, Ted Davis.”
Ted laughed, pulled Kenny up so they could kiss, and said, “You’re handsome morning, noon, and night.”
Kenny gave a long, satisfied sigh.
They lay there for a few moments not talking, just enjoying the togetherness. Then Kenny asked, “Would you think I was awful if I asked you to…um, do it to me?”
“Do it to you?” Ted asked, needing to make sure what Kenny wanted of him.
“You know,” Kenny said, looking uncomfortable. “Fu…um, have intercourse with me?”
Ted looked at his lover. Kenny wanted to be fucked but couldn’t even bring himself to say the word.
“That’s a pretty big step for you. Are you sure?” But even as he asked Kenny for confirmation, Ted could feel both his and Kenny’s cocks getting hard.
“Yes,” Kenny said firmly. “I know I love you and I’m ready to commit myself to you by giving myself to you. Unless you’re not ready…unless there’s someone else?”
Ted was torn. He wanted Kenny, wanted to express his love in this most intimate of ways, but would it be an honest commitment on his part? He wasn’t seeing anyone else, no one that meant anything to him at any rate. But he was sleeping with many other men. Did the love he felt for Kenny and the desire to break from his present life justify their going on with this? Should Ted first turn his back on Morrison Entertainment and Escorts Inc. so he could make a true, exclusive commitment to Kenny?
“Of course there’s no one I care about like I care about you,” he said, hoping Kenny wouldn’t see through this evasive statement. “I want to be with you. I just want you to be sure you’re ready.”
Kenny reached out and tenderly touched Ted’s cheek. “I am.”
“I don’t have protection,” Ted said, thinking that might be a way of buying time to sort out his dilemma. “I have been with other men. I know I’m clean as I always use a condom, and I’ve been tested recently.” That was the only positive thing about his association with Trace that he could apply to this situation. “But I don’t want to take that chance.”
“Carl, that’s my roommate, keeps his in his dresser with some K-Y he uses when he masturbates. He told me I could use them any time I wanted. Of course, he figured I’d be the one using them,” Kenny said with a shy grin.