Chapter 1: Introduction
Ethan is haeavily making out with Oliver in his dorm room. Their bodies are pressed together, Ethan's hands roaming over Oliver's chest, his fingers tracing the lines of his abs. Oliver's breath hitches as Ethan's hand slips under the waistband of his jeans, his fingers brushing against the soft skin of his cock.
"Fuck, Ethan," Oliver gasps, his hips bucking forward.
Ethan chuckles, his voice low and husky. "You like that, don't you?"
Oliver nods, his eyes closed, his lips parted. Ethan takes advantage, kissing him deeply, his tongue exploring Oliver's mouth. He can feel Oliver's heart racing, his body tense with anticipation.
Ethan pulls back, his eyes locked with Oliver's.
He can see the desire burning in them, the conflict between what he wants and what he's been taught. It's a heady mix, and Ethan can't help but feel a thrill of power. He leans in, his voice a low growl, "You want this, don't you? You want me to fuck you, Oliver."
Oliver swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Yes," he whispers, his voice barely audible.
Ethan smiles, a slow, wicked grin. He pushes Oliver back onto the bed, his hands gripping the waistband of Oliver's jeans. He pulls them down, along with his boxers, revealing Oliver's hard cock.
Ethan licks his lips, his eyes locked on the sight. He leans down, his tongue flicking out to taste the precum beading at the tip. Oliver gasps, his hands fisting the sheets. Ethan takes him into his mouth, his head bobbing up and down, his lips tight around Oliver's shaft.
"Fuck, Ethan," Oliver moans, his hips thrusting forward. Ethan takes him deeper, his nose pressing against Oliver's stomach. He can feel Oliver's cock throbbing in his mouth, can feel the tension building. He pulls back, his hand wrapping around the base, his thumb rubbing over the sensitive head.
Oliver's hips buck, a strangled cry escaping his lips. Ethan smirks, his eyes locked with Oliver's. "You taste fucking amazing," he says, his voice rough.
Oliver's cheeks flush, his eyes darting away. Ethan grips his chin, forcing him to look back. "Don't hide from me, Oliver. Not now. Not when you're like this."
He releases Oliver's cock, his hands moving to his own jeans, pushing them down along with his boxers. His cock springs free, hard and throbbing. Oliver's eyes widen, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. Ethan groans, his hand wrapping around his shaft, stroking slowly.