Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 271. Closer (by Vlad Holiday)

Henry’s POV

My heartbeat accelerated even before I propped myself up sideways to look down at his beautiful red eyes.

"Thank you for today." Kenny said while staring at the ceiling.

"Next year will be even better." And the year after that, the one after the next, and so on. I will surpass myself with each passing year.

These enchanting eyes, these addicting lips; the electricity ran through my body even before I bent down to bring our mouths together.

I always prayed he would accept the contact I initiated, and this time was no different. I only ever gathered confidence when our tongues were entangled. Yet, confidence was not enough, because today I would try something bold.

Something bold for me, something even bolder for Kenny.

After both our breaths turned chaotic, after I felt myself harden considerably, I placed my hand on his chest to feel his rapid heartbeat, then tapped two times before I slid my hand down slowly and sneakily.

I never even thought of touching another man’s cock. Never. So much that even the idea would have felt like an insult.

But now I really, really wanted to touch him. Getting closer and closer until we melted together.

There are so many things I want to do with him that only my fear of being forsaken held me in place, together with the thoughts of how far I had already come with just patience—fucking patience.

Kenny either didn’t notice or let me continue until I reached the waistband of his pants.

His hand grabbed my wrist to hold it in place, not letting me go further when I dissolved the kiss and whispered in his ear, making a point not to face him—either in an attempt to not remind him of my being a man or because I was too scared to look into his eyes in case there was disgust in them. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"You don’t have to touch me."

"Nobody is watching." I nibbled on his earlobe, trying to calm my breathing and divert both our attention.

"Don’t think." I took a glance at his face from the side and saw that his eyes were closed.

Then, I saw him putting his other arm over his eyes while his hold on my wrist loosened a bit.

He stayed absolutely silent, but he let me reach into his pants, though he still had my wrist enclosed, to take control, to be able to stop me anytime.

I was so nervous that I trembled slightly when I touched my first cock ever that wasn’t mine.

My heart skipped a beat when I noticed that he was hard as well, so hard, so hot—scalding.

Kenny didn’t make a move, only suppressing a flinch when I put my hand around him.

I looked at his face, but he had it covered with his arm, hiding from me, from the world, and from himself.

My biggest fear—that he would not only suddenly stop me but also go soft with my touch—didn’t happen.

I started to move my enclosed hand up and down, around his rod, touching him like I would do it with myself.

Kenny didn’t go soft; he got harder for me.

I can’t believe it.

I crashed my lips against his, still letting him cover his eyes, as I not only felt his pulse through my hand but also soon perceived precum moistening it.

Fuck! How can this be so hot?!

I wanted to touch his balls as well; I’d love to just strip his pants and take a good look at everything, at the same time seeing him look at me.

No, don’t get greedy. This was such huge progress that I asked myself if this was his birthday or mine.

I stroked up and down, grazing his head with my palm, all the while I couldn’t get my mind out of the gutter.

The primal instinct to take over and to embed myself in him clawed at me.

Kissing someone who had succumbed to my touch, feeling pleasure because of me—and this person being Kenny, my debtor, my master, my best friend, my owner—what a goddamn ecstasy.

With no way to look at him, I had to kiss him sideways while bending down. I looked for each of his little moments when his cock flinched, when his tongue halted because of suppressed moans, to know what he liked and what he didn’t.

And he liked it; he liked my touch.

How can someone so perfect even exist?

Feeling his body stiffening, his pulsing dick growing harder, his hold on my wrist tightening but not stopping me, and his kiss becoming fiercer, I knew he was ready to come for me.

Kenny, you may think you are hiding yourself, but you can never hide from me.

I distanced myself and placed my head beside him so I could use my free hand to catch what he was soon ready to release, hoping to hear him moan and etch the sound of it into my memory.

I accelerated my movements, chanting inside for him to come, to show me that he wanted this as well, that I was not the only one thirsty and hungry, and goddamn rock-hard for the other.

"Fuck," he groaned quietly, and while trembling, he came into my hand.

My thoughts silenced, my own hardness dripping with arousal, I stroked with my thumb over his head and the hole on top of it, gathering even the last drop of his cum, getting rewarded with a shudder from him.

He still had not taken away his arm, and I didn’t let go of him, the rush from what we had just done going to my head.

"Go wash your hands," Kenny murmured hoarsely.

I let go of him, and he released my wrist. Nuzzling my nose into his neck and kissing his cheek, I stood up without using my palms and maneuvered through the balloons into the bathroom.

When I opened the bathroom door by using my elbow on the doorknob, I could already hear light snoring. I looked back; he was really asleep, and so relaxed at that.

How endearing.

Mission success.

After closing the door, I looked at my palm before bringing it to my mouth.

I licked over my palm, my cock throbbing at the taste I took in.

No strange powers like it was with his blood, which was even better.

There’s no reason for anyone to seek him out for his cum, anyone but me. My heart still beat nearly out of my chest, and I chuckled, dwelling in the rush.

Next came what had to come.

I pushed my half-wet hair back, either from my shower or sweat, and took my hardness out. I touched myself, my precum and Kenny’s mixing.

"Fuck." I whispered, repeating what he had said with his release.

"Fuck." I jerked off, watching the most precious and arousing lube glisten against my skin and veins.

"Fuck." I didn’t last long; first time jerking a man off, first time getting off with another man’s sperm, first time being this aroused...

"First time having fallen in love."