only a foot away, briefcase in hand, lust clear on his face. He repeated his question.
“I said, are you coming?”
David stammered, unsure of what to say or what he'd missed.
“Well, um, coming to what?”
He chuckled and David could see his muscles move in his shirt as he did and the twinge between his legs was sharp and insistent.
“Coming to my party tomorrow?”
“Oh, yes, yes, I’ll be there.”
David shook his head and wondered what was it that he was supposed to do that day. Everything but the man in front of him was gone.
“Good, it should be quite…amusing,” the Professor winked at him and turned to leave.
David drank in the sight of his ass and the back of his thighs until he was out of view and then shook his head as if the spell had passed.
Tomorrow he was supposed to see Dean, the young man that, just an hour ago, he thought he might be in love with. And yet, he just promised the Professor, the man of his deepest fantasies, that he would be at his party at the same time. David knew he was going to disappoint one of them.
*****
David was showered and dressed much earlier than he needed to be. He didn't know what else to do after that and he found that his stomach flipped back and forth as he waited. It wasn't just that the only dates he'd ever been on were with his girlfriend and that this was something entirely different. He had no way of explaining himself if Dean would ask where he was going and why. He would be caught in his web of lies and he had no idea how he could ever turn things around after that.
He hated to lie when he'd been forced to his whole life. The truth seemed even more impossible. His palms were sweaty and nervous. He couldn't keep his hands still and when the knock on the door finally came, he had difficulty opening it.
Dean looked him in the eye as he crossed the threshold and drew him into his solid arms the moment he reached David. It was hot and urgent, something far more intense than the first time. He was already undressing David as they crossed the rug and had his slender body completely bare by the time they fell to his bed together.
“I want you so much, David,” the young man whispered it between the soft nibbles on his neck, using his teeth with more and more pressure the louder David sighed.
Dean whipped off his shirt and pants while his mouth sucked firmly along the tender skin on David's throat, then to his earlobe and back to his lips. As they kissed, David could feel the head of Dean's cock touching his and he found himself grinding his hips to feel it moving from his head to his shaft and back again. Knowing that his precum was dripping and touching Dean, wetting him already, made David ache to slide the young man's cock all the way back to his throat.
“I want you inside me,” Dean murmured, finding David's nipple once again and bathing it lightly with the tip of his tongue before biting it to an aching point, just to lick it softly again.
It was making him crazy. David's throbbing cock was soaked and jolted with every touch of his mouth there. He had never considered that possibility of taking Dean, of being inside him. He'd only ever imagined being the receiver, only saw himself on his knees, but the sensation of his mouth was pushing him to the edge and suddenly, it was all he wanted.
“Lay down,” David said, both hands on Dean's face, pulling him up to look him in the eye.
Dean rolled to his back and David shook his head, saying, “No, roll over.”
It was barely audible. His voice was hoarse with want, but Dean heard and complied. David started at the nape of his neck and slowly worked his way down to cover his lover's body with kisses. Dean moaned with every touch of his lips, along his shoulder blades and along his spine and finally to the two dimples at the bottom of his back, just above his muscular ass.
David lay between his legs and caressed the back of his hard thighs, and then moved his hands up to the round cheeks that