~ ~ GAGE ~ ~

I gripped Levi's hand as I led us through the crowds of people in the bar. I couldn't believe how many were here. Derek was right when he'd told me the town had seen quite a few changes in the last two years alone, all thanks to some millionaire trying to put the place on the map.

But what I hadn't liked for the last hour, I noticed tons of guys checking out Levi. Not that I could blame them. And when he'd gone to take off his shirt. Fuck me, the mesh shirt he wore allowed me and everyone else to see every sleek, tightly muscled body begging to be touched.

And knowing I was the one he was taking home tonight made me feel like the luckiest man on gods-green earth. I'd still not gotten my head around him waiting all that time. Waiting for me.

And with that thought came the guilt.

I shook it away.

No. I would not spoil this.

One Night.

Tonight.

And only tonight. I couldn't offer more. But I could make his first time special. Levi deserved that.

Hell, he deserved a lot more, and maybe one of these guys watching him would be that person.

But that did nothing but make me feel worse, empty.

I led us outside and toward my truck. I'd only had one beer, so I was fine to drive. "You have your car with you?" I hadn't spotted it.

"Uber," he said.

Good. Getting settled in the truck, we headed to Levi's.

The first five minutes we sat in silence, the tension between us saying enough, but I knew Levi wouldn't be able to keep quiet for long. When he got nervous, he talked or rather babbled and I was waiting for it.

"So..." he started, rubbing his palms together. "I was thinking..." he waited again.

This was new. "What?"

"How many, err, guys, have you, err y'know?"

This wasn't a conversation I wanted. But he deserved honesty. I wouldn't lie. "You want to know how many guys I've been with?"

He nodded.

"Two, sorta. But one definitely."

"You lost me. One definitely, but maybe two? " He turned to look out the window. "Who? Did I know them or was it..." he left it open-ended but I knew he meant whilst I was inside.

But I'd kept to myself on the inside and thankfully, with Derek taking me under his wing. Nothing bad happened to me either.

"My first, well he wasn't really my first. We didn't date or anything." I started to babble. "Brett Foster. He was the team captain. I watched him jerk off and I then he made me suck him off."

"Made you?" 

Shit.That didn't sound right. "No. Not forced me, he asked me to suck him off and I did."

Levi slow nodded in contemplation. "But you guys didn't have sex?"

I shook my head.  "No."  

"Oh." he took a second to mull that over. "And the second?"

"Stefan Johansson."

His head whipped around. "What!? Stefan Johansson, the exchange student?"

Keeping my eyes on the road. "Yeah."

I could feel his eyes on me. "I don't... when?"

"It only happened once. It was right before he was leaving to go home. It just happened."

"That was right before..." He sucked in a sharp breath. "Me? Right?"

"Yeah, you could say he was the catalyst that finally gave me the courage to kiss you."

"Oh... oooh."

"And he let you—you know?"

Nodding. "Yeah." but just like with Brett, I fumbled my way through it. "We weren't exactly prepared. Not Really." Didn't have any lube for starters.

I was making it sound like I'd never had sex before – I had. And no doubt Levi had noticed because I wasn't discreet 'bout it.  The more my feeling grew out of control for him, the more girls I took home.  Some of them had let me fuck them in the ass, and although this sounds bad, it was the only time I could relax and kinda enjoy it because it was easier to pretend it was Levi.

Levi went quiet, back to staring out the window. And now I was sitting there wishing that tonight was my first time too.

But maybe it could be. I didn't have to fuck Levi. Maybe he could fuck me?

"I've never been fucked." I threw it out there.

"What and you would want me..." he took a moment to compose himself. "I mean, you'll let me fuck you?"

Feeling my throat tighten up, I could only shrug.

Slowing as we came to a junction, I turned to face him. He was blinking back tears.

Not caring if there were any cars behind me, I reached for his hand, fetching it to my lips, and kissed his knuckles before tugging him toward me and kissing in. I wanted him to know how much tonight will mean to me, too.

He groaned as I swept my tongue against his and I felt a growing heat between us. A hunger. A need.

A car behind us beeped its horn, and we separated and I hit the gas pedal, going a little faster than I should be.

I eased up because the last thing I need is to get in trouble or end up back inside because of a traffic violation.

Arriving back at Levi's, I was out of the truck and around the other side opening his door. He climbed out and I shut it behind him and then pressed him up against the door, letting him feel the swell of my dick inside my jeans. Levi was already fully hard.

"If you change you mind at any point. Don't hold back. Tell me. Okay?"

He nodded. "Okay."

The need in his eyes told me he wouldn't change his mind.

Tipping his chin up, I caught his bottom lip between my teeth and sucked lightly. "Lets head inside."

Heading straight for the front door, tension was in each and every step. I knew Levi felt the same as he fumbled with his keys before opening the door to his home.

"Where's Rascal?" expecting the dog to be at the door, greeting us.

"Oh, he's having a sleepover at Jamie's. He sleeps on my bed." He winced, looking sheepish. "I didn't want him to feel left out, y'know?"

I chuckled at that. "When I said I didn't want to share. I wasn't talking about Rascal."