Levi tugged at his shirt as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. He sighed, then pulled it over his head and tossed it to his bed.
“Since when do I care about what I wear and how I look?” Levi grumbled as he thumbed through his closet. “I’m starting to feel like a chick.”
Finally Levi settled on a light blue button-down shirt. He rolled the cuffs up his forearms. The color of the shirt made the blue of his eyes shine brighter. Levi considered his eyes one of his best features, or so he’d been told by several women in the past.
“Women,” Levi whispered softly. He sat down on his bed, suddenly feeling sick to his stomach.
All his life Levi loved being with women. The softness of their skin, the plumpness of their breasts against his hard chest, and the sweet florally smell that most women seemed to have, he loved it, or so he thought he did. But since his one lapse in judgment, or was it control? Levi wasn’t quite sure, but all he could think about was rough, firm hands holding his head for an aggressive and dominant kiss and a hard body pressed tightly to his.
For so long Levi knew who he was and what he wanted but now he felt a little off balance. It was as if seeing a sunrise for the first time. It was magical and beautiful but almost too perfect to be real. That was how he felt about the kiss he shared with Peyton.
“I can’t believe I kissed a fucking dude!” Levi fell back on his bed and threw an arm over his face, covering his eyes.
One simple, yet perfect kiss had been the center of Levi’s world for the past week. He wasn’t an emotional or sentimental man either. But he couldn’t deny he wanted that kiss, hungered for it. Then once he got it he back peddled so fast he punched Peyton in the face. Not a very good first impression to leave a guy with but he didn’t know what else to do. He loved everything about women so the attraction he felt toward Peyton must just be a fluke. People couldn’t just turn gay in an instant, could they?
That one question had consumed Levi for the past seven days. In all his life he’d never for once questioned his sexuality but now? All he could think about were deep green eyes filled with lust, long wavy blond hair, and tan flesh covering a rock hard body. Peyton. He was like a drug that Levi couldn’t shake himself free from.
Even now he could close his eyes and still feel Peyton’s fingertips on his cheeks. The press of his thin silky lips against his as Peyton stole the very breath from Levi’s lungs. God, nothing had ever felt so good or right. And that was the problem. How could one simple kiss create this much havoc in his fucking life?
But to be fair it wasn’t the kiss that had caused the doubt to start wheedling away at his confidence, it was the first time he’d met Peyton. The moment he laid eyes on Peyton he felt drawn to him like by an invisible string and that’s what kept him going back over to Roderick’s house. Not to see how Dominic was doing. He did care that Dominic made a full recovery, but mostly he just wanted to be near Peyton. Something about Peyton calmed Levi on the inside. Silenced the voices raging a war inside his head trying to convince him he was something he wasn’t, but from that one kiss he was starting to realize the voices were right. He wanted Peyton with a fierce need he’d never had toward a single living person before. It was insane. What was it about Peyton that had his whole life spinning out of control?
Being the thorough kind of guy that Levi was, he started to take notice of the guys around him. In his classes he’d see a guy who he thought others would find attractive but nothing. Not one stirring below the belt. He continued his little experiment by taking long looks at other guys even in the shower at the gym, but not one tiny twitch of his cock. It was a relief but then again just thinking about Peyton’s cock-sure smile made him rock hard in two seconds.
“Fuck it.” Levi stood up and grabbed his wallet and keys from his dresser. He headed out of his room and down the stairs. His goal was to hit Club Sin, get drunk, and find the first willing female body to take to bed. To him it sounded like a solid plan or at least a good distraction from Peyton Abbot.
“Where are you off to?” Levi turned to see Kyle curled up on the couch reading a book. “Big date tonight?” Kyle asked as his eyes roamed up and down Levi’s body.
Levi liked Kyle. He’d really become a good friend and someone Levi would do anything for, and he was also his best friend Oliver’s boyfriend. Besides being sweet as can be, he was also a little cutie, but still no feelings other than friendship crossed his mind when he thought of Kyle.
“Not yet but it’s only a matter of time, baby.” Levi grinned then spun in a circle. “I mean seriously, look at me. I won’t be able to keep the ladies back with a ten foot pole.”
“Conceited much?” Kyle chuckled. “But yes, you look good enough to eat and I’m sure the female population of Silver Creek will be fighting each other to just get next to you.”
“That’s the idea.” Levi had to force a smile to continue the little charade that he was actually looking forward to going out tonight. It was more about proving a point to himself than anything else.
“Le…Levi.” Peyton’s arms gave out and he fell back on the bed, spreading his legs wider.
Levi sat up,, grabbed the sides of Peyton’s jeans, and yanked them down his legs. With the body he so badly desired on full display, Levi could think of nothing else then getting naked and getting inside his lover.
“Is everything okay?” Peyton asked, sitting up.
“Yes.” Levi pulled up his shirt and threw it to the floor. “Take your shirt off. Now.” He barked out the order.
Peyton stared up at him and Levi could feel the roaming of his eyes as if it were an actual touch of his fingertips. With fast hands he pushed down his jeans, taking his boxers as they went, then kicked them aside.
With them both completely naked, nerves quaked over Levi’s frazzled brain. In his dream he fucked Peyton and Peyton seemed to like it, but that had been a dream. Levi was still new to all this and wasn’t sure he was ready to take that step of letting Peyton fuck him. Maybe someday but he just wasn’t there yet.
Levi blinked his eyes and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He started to think they were moving too fast.
“Levi?” Peyton sat up and reached for Levi’s hand. Levi latched onto Peyton like a life line and let his lover pull him to sit on the bed. Peyton’s strong hands ran up and down his back in a soothing manner. “What’s the matter? Two seconds ago we were both on the same page and now you’ve gone as white as a ghost. Are you having a panic attack?”
“No, it’s just…” Levi took a deep breath, trying his best to come up with the right words. “How do you like to do it?”
“Do it?” Peyton chuckled. “Do you mean how do I like to get fucked?” Levi’s cheeks heated and he nodded his head. “Levi, baby.” Peyton reached up and turned Levi’s face toward his. “I like doing it both ways, but I preferred to be on the receiving end.” Peyton’s voice grew serious and he leaned in closer to Levi. “It’s all about baby steps. One day you will want me to fuck you and I’d be happy to oblige you, but for now let’s take this one day at a time. Okay?”
“Okay.” Levi wrapped his fingers around Peyton’s wrist and rested his forehead against his.
Peyton lifted his chin and brushed his lips over Levi’s and the tenseness that had surrounded them was gone. They fell to their sides and Peyton lifted his leg to wrap around Levi’s hip. Their cocks rubbed alongside one another and Levi kissed him harder. They stayed twined together, sweaty body to sweaty body, with their juices smearing between their hard dicks.
“You ready?” Peyton pulled away to ask. His sweet breath fanned across Levi’s face.
“Only if you are.” Levi opened his eyes and reached for Peyton again, but he rolled to the side.
“On no.” Peyton shook a finger at him. “If we start kissing again I’m going to come and I was kind of hoping to wait and do that until I’m inside you.” Peyton reached into his nightstand and pulled out a tube of lube and held it up. “How much instruction do you need on how to do this?” He waved the tube from side to side.
Levi snatched it from Peyton’s hand then reached for his wrist, pulling him back onto the bed. “Just because I’ve never made it with a guy before doesn’t mean I’ve never had anal sex before.” Levi sat back on his heels and rubbed his left hand up Peyton’s inner thigh.
“Okay, new rule.” Peyton sat up halfway, causing his abdominal muscles to clench tight and Levi couldn’t help but run his finger down the center. Peyton whimpered, then knocked Levi’s hand out of the way. “No talking about ex-lovers while we are together and especially when we are about to have sex. Deal?”
“Deal.” Levi pushed up on the back of Peyton’s thighs and Peyton wrapped his arms behind his legs. Levi scooted forward until his knees were placed under Peyton’s ass.
This angle gave him the perfect view of Peyton’s pink hole. A light dusting of hair clung to his crease and Levi trailed a finger down the center. He tapped the tip of his finger at the tight-ribbed muscle and Peyton let out a loud groan.
“You like that?” Levi kissed along Peyton’s ankle as he used his finger to tease his fluttering hole.
“Yes,” Peyton hissed.
Levi’s dick wept from the sight Peyton made. He lay naked and wanton on his back for him and Levi couldn’t wait to get inside him. Levi popped the top of the lube and let it drizzle down his crack. The wetness ran down his finger and very slowly he pushed in one finger. Peyton’s head fell back, arching his neck in the air. Levi turned his wrist, caressing Peyton’s inner walls. Levi hadn’t had much anal sex, but enough to know he had to get Peyton ready for his cock.
One finger became two, then three. Peyton thrashed around on the bed begging for more. It took all the control Levi had not to thrust his cock deep into his tight heat.
“You ready for me?” Levi eased his fingers free from Peyton’s wet hole. He grabbed the lube and began to coat his cock in the slickness.
“I’ve been ready, you tease.” Peyton let go of his legs and his hands fell to lie at the sides of his head. He was covered in sweat and his hair lay in a mess around his head.
“Testy, aren’t we?” Levi grabbed the base of his cock and guided it forward, brushing the blunt tip over the stretched hole.
“No, horny.” Peyton reached up, wrapped his arms around Levi’s waist, and pulled him forward, causing Levi’s cock to breach his hole. “Fuck, yeah!” Peyton grounded out between clenched teeth.