“If Brad Pitt and Edward Norton were to fuck who do you think would top?” He asked me.

“In this movie, Brad Pitt, but Norton’s character in American History X is a whole other story…”

“Some people are just clearly more sexually experienced in this film, like me and you.”

“What do you mean me and you? I’ve been with more people then you have.” I said laughing. We had had this same false argument before and I knew what he would say next to redeem himself.

“Quality over quantity, dear.”

I let it slide, he could talk all he wanted but I knew he wasn’t serious. I had grown to know his mood by the look in his eyes and face. When he was joking his big dark eyes laughed along with his smile, but when he was serious it was like he was made of stone.

A few minutes later he turned to me and said, “I need you to do something for me.” Judging by his look I knew this was something heavy, I asked him what it was.

“Sam, I want you to fuck me.” He said without batting an eye.

“You’ve never wanted me to before.” I replied. To be honest I was surprised. I had briefly thought about it but I knew it wasn’t what he wanted so I never gave it much serious consideration, or even thought to ask. I always considered myself versatile but since we’ve been together I’ve only ever bottomed. I knew this conversation was going to be a little tricky for both of us so I had to tread lightly.

“I had a dream the other night you did, and I’ve never really been fucked before, almost tried it once when I was younger but the whole thing made me uneasy. I trust you though.” He replied quietly.

“Was that the night you shook me awake so I could give you head?”

“Yeah, it was.” He said sheepishly.

I rolled over on top of him and propped myself up on my elbows, making sure we were aligned so he could feel me growing hard. I kissed him deeply and he drew my tongue into his mouth, he tasted bitter from the dark chocolate bar he had just eaten. I kissed his neck and whispered in his ear asking if he wanted to do it now. Zeke looked a little surprised but nodded anyways.

I pulled my shirt off and turned him over onto his stomach. He followed my lead without protest, something he has rarely ever done. I ran my fingers down his bare back and he shuddered and sighed. I could feel him tense up a little so I gently grabbed his shoulders and rubbed them. The affect was immediate; he slumped back down onto the pillows and relaxed under my touch. I worked my way down his back and pulled down his shorts, I leaned down and gave him a pert bite on the ass.

“I’m gonna get you back for that.” He said as he laughed into the pillow.

I ran my tongue deep into his crack and heard him moan quietly above me. I did it again and this time he stretched his legs and parted his thighs more for me. The next deep lick I paused on his hole and swirled my tongue around