Cold Hands, Warm...

An eBook By Jade Falconer.

Billy's hand slid further around Paul's waist. "So...you don't mind...this?" He leaned closer, wriggling a little further under Paul's arm, shifting down the mattress by a few inches so he was pressed against his side.

"N-no," Paul replied shakily. Was Billy trying to kill him? The warm body pressed against him was not helping Paul to sort out his own feelings. There was another boy pressed against him, but his body didn't seem to care, and went on being aroused. He tightened his arm around Billy's shoulders.

Billy was unsure. Paul's reaction was tentative, but he wasn't rejecting him. "Does that mean...you like it?" he asked, smiling a little.

Paul could feel the chill of the outside room, and it was cozy under the blanket. But he knew that wasn't what Billy meant. "I...I think so," he whispered, blushing bright pink and closing his eyes. "It's...I've never..."

Billy was encouraged and he nuzzled Paul's cheek. "I'll stop if you want me to," he whispered. He hoped Paul didn't want him to stop. He wanted to go further.

Stop? Stop what? What were they doing? Paul didn't have a clue and he was afraid to ask. But it felt good and he was so hard that he could barely think. "D-don't stop."

Billy smiled. Even if Paul wasn't completely sure about it, he wasn't dismissing it. He was curious. Billy ducked his head and pressed his lips against the side of Paul's neck. "You can tell me to stop any time." he said.

"Oh, God," Paul whimpered, lifting his chin to give Billy more access. Billy's soft nuzzles seemed to go straight to his erection, and his eyes rolled back in his head. A guy was kissing his neck. And he wanted it.

Billy's fingers traced the edge of Paul's belt buckle through his T shirt. He couldn't quite believe his handsome roommate was actually into it. He nibbled on his earlobe, aching to hear that beautiful voice again.

This time Paul moaned out loud, and he didn't try to quiet down. "Billy," he gasped, panting now. That hand was so close. He couldn't voice what he wanted, though. Not yet. So with a trembling hand he took Billy's hand, and gently moved it lower to his very obvious arousal. He wanted Billy to know how affected he was.

That made Billy whimper a little. He could tell he was into it, but he didn't realize exactly how into it he was. He rubbed the heel of his hand slowly and firmly up and down the hard line. "I...I've thought you were hot since school started," he whispered.

Paul was lost already, moaning at the touch. "Oh God, I...I didn't know," he panted. The thought that his roommate had been thinking about him...about this...was extremely hot right now. "Feels good..." He wasn't completely inexperienced, but he'd only had one girlfriend back home and she'd never touched him like this.

Billy really wanted to kiss him, but he wasn't sure if Paul was quite ready for that. He cuddled down under the blanket some more, and tugged Paul's belt buckle open. "Is this okay?" he asked.

Paul tried to reply, but his voice came out as a squeak, so he tried again. "Yes," he finally said, swallowing hard. "Oh God," he moaned, trying to mentally prepare himself for Billy touching his cock. He hoped he wouldn't come right away. He ached.

Billy deftly unbuttoned and unzipped him. He watched Paul's face, drinking every detail of every expression. He was so handsome. He slid his fingers inside, and gently curled them around the hot hard flesh...

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