Content Warning:
[Detailed] sexual relations between two consenting adults.

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Ty

I looked up at Sam as he said the words that I'd been so desperately wanting to hear. I've been on the verge of asking him for the last week or so but I didn't want to scare him off. This had to go at Sam's pace, not mine.

"You really want that?" I rolled us over so we were now laying side by side.

"Of course I do. I mean, I know things have been moving so fast but I can't stop thinking about you. This is new for me, Ty, but I want to be with you." I pushed his long hair out of his eyes and leaned in for a kiss.

"Of course I want to be your boyfriend. This is new for me, too. I'm still trying to figure out where my mind is at but all I can think about is you."

"Then let's not figure things out just yet and live in the moment?"

"I'm okay with that." I pulled Sam back on top of me, him moving so he was now completely covering my body that yearned for him.

I licked into his mouth, slowly moving my tongue against his as I felt his hardness against my inner thigh. Sam's hand cradled the back of my neck and softly played with my hair. I moaned into the kiss, running my fingertips slowly down his back and to his ass.

"I can't believe I get to call you mine," I murmured and I felt him smile against my lips.

"I'm so happy right now, Ty."

"I am, too."

"We should go on a date tonight." Sam pushed himself up on his hands and looked down on me.

"I know we're going to the Rolex 24, but let's make a date out of it. You know they have a carnival in the infield."

"Racing, fried food, and you."

"So that's a yes," Sam smiled brightly and instead of answering, I reached in between us and gently touched his cock. "Fuck yes." Sam moaned, placing his hand on my face and kissed me hungrily.

Clothing came off after that, piece by piece until our naked bodies molded together, every inch touching as we explored each other's bodies.

I've never felt another man before, his hard muscles and straight lines which were something new for me. Then again, being with anyone was foreign to me. I never been with a woman and truth be told, they just didn't do it for me which is why none of my relationships even lasted.

Sam's hand brushed against my manhood and I felt him tremble.

"Sorry, this is just new for me, I don't want to mess up." Where was that confident guy who fucked me a few weeks ago? But then again, that was all lust and instead, this seemed to be more intimate.

I wrapped my hand around his, moving it up and down my cock. "Like this," I encouraged, "I love to be touched the same way that you do. Show me how you get off, Sam, do that to me." My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he did what I said.

Moans fell from my lips when his own were on my neck, licking and sucking as his hand continued to give me pleasure.

I reached for him as well, moving so our cocks were brushing against each other instead.

"Oh fuck, that feels good." Sam cursed, moaning and reaching for my lips. I held our cocks loosely in my hand, both of us moving our hips to get that friction we so desperately needed.

"I'm close," I gasped, feeling that tightness in the pit of my stomach building and building.

Sam could barely kiss me now, his breath coming out in pants as he stared into my eyes.

"Pretty boy," he moaned, releasing his seed all over my hand and cock. His own orgasm brought my own, slamming my eyes shut, moaning Sam's name in a breathless manner. My body shook as I came on my lower stomach as I fell so fucking hard for this man that I knew when I opened my eyes up to look into his, there was no coming back.