Free First Time Secrets (Vol. 2 - The Party) by Mason Lee Page A

into his mouth and exploring him thoroughly.
    “Whoa! Put a fucking sock on your door or something, dude!”
    David didn't recognize the voice and looked up in a panic; he was naked in bed with a man and caught. It was all of his teenage nightmares come true.
    “Why don't you fucking knock, Trey?” Dean had sat up, and looked at the man, nonchalantly. Dean was apparently far more comfortable with the situation than he.
    “Well, I will next time,” Trey said, smirking at the two of them. Then he grabbed something off the small desk that was on the opposite side of the room and quickly shut the door behind him.
    Dean started to laugh and said, “Sorry about that, my douche roommate, Trey. Never saw me in bed with anyone before. I guess we gave him a surprise.”
    David heard the words and suddenly a new line of thinking erupted in his brain, “So, wait, I'm your first...?” He didn't want to ask and yet he desperately needed to know.
    Dean kissed him quickly, and then whispered hotly in his ear, “Yes. Not just the first in this bed. My first everything. And you too, am I right?”
    David nodded his head yes; he must be far more transparent than he had thought.
    “And I can't wait to see you tomorrow because you're all I've been thinking about since the first time,” Dean confessed and traced his index finger along the ridge under David's bottom lip. “Well, actually since I saw you in the shower.”
    David felt incredibly wanted and it made him bold. He opened his mouth and sucked the tip of Dean's finger, licking it and then taking him deeper inside. Dean groaned lustfully.
    “You're killing me. I can't stay. I'm already late and so are you.”
    He pulled his finger back out slowly, watching David's mouth intently as he did and pressing a hot, closed-mouth kiss to his lips before springing from the bed.
    David pulled on his clothes from the previous night and prepared to leave. Turning back as his hand was about to pull the door open, he said, “Okay, well, goodbye.” It sounded awkward and not at all what he wanted to say.
    “Bye, David. See you tomorrow.”
    Dean was already prepared to go back to the real world and David couldn't keep him any longer. He wanted to keep him forever, however.
    *****
     
    David was lost in his daydreams as he made his way slowly down the hall. The smell of Dean's skin, his hair, the taste of him in his mouth, the sensation of his kiss, sleeping with his arms around the young man that had finally broken down his lonely barrier; he wondered if he was finally in love. In fact, he had opened the door to the lecture hall and made his way to a seat before he realized that he hadn't thought of his obsession for hours now.
    Then he appeared and Dean and the morning kisses and the sweet flutter in his chest all melted and David could hardly breathe. The Professor walked with a swagger and surveyed the room, eying David and nodding his head, quickly flashing his teeth. He looked away, pretending to dig around in his backpack but felt the shiver of want take over and his dick responded. He tried to fight it but it was involuntary.
    He was mesmerized when the Professor spoke and he watched the jungle cat move about the room, the lines of his body making David squirm in his seat and flash back to the couch in the office and how completely lost in lust and submission he had been. The wet spot in his underwear made him question everything he'd been so sure of this morning.
    He was so deep in the line of thoughts that he sat, eyes glazed over, after class had ended.
    “David, are you coming?” the Professor was addressing him directly and it wasn't until that moment that he realized that it was only the two of them left in the large room.
    “Sorry?”
    His heart was hammering in his chest and since it wasn't possible to stand, he continued sitting, undressing the dark-haired man with his eyes, knowing that the dark-haired man was doing the same.
    The Professor walked up the stairs and stood