Chapter Thirteen - A Pretty Hard Situation
Aidan had no idea how he could keep so silent. It was maybe because Heathcliff was silent, too, and that, in a way, was making him feel terribly nervous. What could Heathcliff be thinking? Was he reconsidering the whole thing? But he had been the one to come up with the idea in the first place. And Aidan was pretty certain it was not typical of Heathcliff to go back on his decisions.
Yet, they were together in the backseat of a taxi, and they were saying nothing to each other. They weren't even sitting too close, and there was tension between them that Aidan had no idea what to do with. He could say it was sexual tension, but that wasn't the whole story.
Heathcliff was not even looking at him, preoccupied, apparently, with the deserted streets flying by out the car window. Aidan was too scared to take the first step, grab the other's hand, or do anything that would break the silence. The driver was silent, too, but, at least, he had a reason. He was working.
Something that, if Aidan had been careful enough not to blow it tonight, he should have been busy doing, as well. In a way, by Heathcliff's line of reasoning, it was work. Not that it was in the traditional sense, but -
"We're here," the driver interrupted his train of thought.
Heathcliff was busy paying the driver while Aidan got out of the car. He would lose his V-card because of work. That thought was enough to make him laugh. Only that the joke was on him, and he was determined to go through with everything just for the sake that it was all going to happen because of Heathcliff Stone and his fucked up sense of logic.
No, that wasn't fair, Aidan chided himself internally. He wanted to do it. He wanted to do it so much that he was afraid he was going to ruin it somehow.
"Hey," Heathcliff called for him gently. "Ready to get inside, or do you find the pollution haze to be particularly enthralling tonight?"
Aidan snickered. "You can still see the stars," he pointed upward, at the dark sky.
"Okay, I should have thought of buying a telescope if I had known stargazing had some sort of aphrodisiac effect on you."
Aidan shook his head. He was worrying too much. Heathcliff was up for mischief as always. And there were much worse ways of losing his V-card. He knew that, with Heathcliff, he was going to enjoy it. So he hurried to join his host, and walk inside together.
He gasped as Heathcliff grabbed him abruptly and kissed him hard on the lips as soon as the door shut behind them.
"I thought we were never getting home," Heathcliff said and pressed their lips together again.
"Ah, so that kind of impatience made you behave like you were made of stone?" Aidan laughed nervously. "Frankly, I thought you were having second thoughts about the whole thing."
"What?" Heathcliff frowned while his hands were busy cupping Aidan's ass. "Why should I have second thoughts about the one thing that I've been dreaming of since I met you?"
"Dreaming?" Aidan guffawed. "Right. You have men like that Matt guy in your bed at a snap of the fingers."
"I don't want men like that. Not anymore," Heathcliff said simply. "Were you worried for real? I just thought not to give the driver any reason to think there's something between us. You know, paparazzi could be hiding anywhere."
"Oh," Aidan said. "That's logical." Maybe Heathcliff was joking a little, but his consideration was noted.
"There's no way I'd give up on this, bunny boy," Heathcliff said and squeezed Aidan's butt cheeks hard.
"You really are something, Stone," Aidan grunted. "Isn't my ass a bit, you know, too big?"
Heathcliff chuckled. "I like to have plenty to hold on. If you're hoping to kill my erection with conversation, it won't work, especially since the conversation involves your gorgeous ass. Come on. I told you I want you in my bed."
Aidan knew he had to pretend he was completely used to having men proposition him for sex. So, with a calculated shrug, he was the first up the stairs. Walking straight was a challenge, though, as Heathcliff made himself busy by squeezing his ass. "How impatient can you be?" he complained. "We're only a few steps away."
"Too many." Heathcliff's reply was curt.
Aidan wanted to say that he wasn't impatient at all, but he was nothing short of trembling. Heathcliff pushed him through a door to a small room and caught him from behind making both of them land on the bed. It was only this far he could keep up with appearances of being cool. This time, when Heathcliff kissed him, Aidan spread his legs and trapped the other between them, wrapping them tightly around him.
Heathcliff seemed bent on devouring his mouth, and Aidan couldn't say he minded. Everything he wanted was to feel more of the other's body. His hands were busy trying to unbutton Heathcliff's shirt. Damn, he was so nervous his hands were trembling, and seeing how they were almost glued to one another, trying to move was tricky as it was.
"Fuck this," Heathcliff said with a small annoyed huff and pulled so hard at his own shirt that the small buttons began flying everywhere.
Aidan couldn't suppress a giggle. "I thought I was supposed to do that."
"Shut up," Heathcliff growled playfully at him. "I will get up for two seconds to take off my pants. Be naked."
Aidan was still laughing as he was pulling his t-shirt over his head. Dealing with the jeggings was a bit trickier and not only because they were so tight, but also because he could not take his eyes off Heathcliff and his perfect physique.
He gulped as he took a look at Heathcliff's hard cock. The man was stretched to his limits, as things looked. Aidan yelped as Heathcliff pulled suddenly at his pants, dragging them away and making him almost fall off the bed.
"Your ass looks perfect in these, but they're a fucking pain to take off," Heathcliff noted with a half-amused voice.
With their powers combined, the jeggings were eventually thrown somewhere in an unknown direction, following the rest of their clothes.
"You would have looked so nice in that thong," Heathcliff shook his head as he pulled down Aidan's underwear.
"Well, I don't think that having something up my butt would have been that comfortable," Aidan chose to be philosophical about the idea.
"Hmm, you will have something up your butt soon, and I bet it won't be that comfortable," Heathcliff said.
Aidan could feel his laugh freezing a little on his lips. This was it. He was going to do it. And Heathcliff's cock seemed unusually large from where he lay on the bed. Maybe there was still time to confess about his V-card?
But no. If Heathcliff were to back down, the opportunity could be lost. Heathcliff was all hot and bothered now, but tomorrow, after helping Aidan to get rid of his virginity finally, he was going to be back at his world of Matt-like dudes with supermodel bodies and handsome faces created to star in commercials.
Heathcliff was bound to get back to his usual ways regardless of whether Aidan slept with him tonight or not. And that meant that he needed not to waste this opportunity. Yet, he could not help thinking that having Heathcliff knocking at his back door with that thing was going to be pretty tricky to deal with.
"Do you have a butt plug?" Aidan asked.
Heathcliff looked at him, a bit surprised. "What for? I like it that you're kinky, but tonight, I only want to put one thing inside you, and that's my cock."
With that, Heathcliff began tugging at his cock. Aidan adjusted his position on the bed.
"I thought it would be a good idea to, you know, stretch myself a little."
"Don't worry. It's been a while since you've done it, then? Since you finished college, maybe?" Heathcliff asked.
"Yeah," Aidan hurried to say and stopped.
The trick with telling lies was having a system, and he could tell, with the utmost clarity, that his system was in shambles. He had told Heathcliff he had no shortage of men to have sex with, and now he had just hurried to say another lie that was contradicting the first.
"Really? Do you do anything at all outside work?" Heathcliff expressed his surprise. "I was just teasing you earlier when saying that you haven't done anything since college."
Aidan was thankful that Heathcliff was busy rummaging through a drawer. When he saw what the man held in his hands, he made himself little.
Heathcliff threw the pack of condoms and the lube on the bed and hopped on it. Aidan tried to sit casually, but he could not do it.
Heathcliff grinned. "Are you nervous, Spark? You don't have to be. What? Am I that big compared to your fuck buddies?"
"Yeah," Aidan said while his eyes remained staring at Heathcliff's cock. "The biggest."
"Thank you for the compliment. Now come here," Heathcliff whispered, and pulled him into a kiss.
Kissing was something he could handle. Aidan enjoyed how Heathcliff's hard body pressed his into the bed. Their erections were touching, and he liked that, too. His bed partner was good at this, he could tell, even without any basis for comparison. Heathcliff began moving lower, kissing his jawline, biting his neck playfully, and going south.
Aidan gasped and moaned as Heathcliff took his nipples one by one and played with his tongue around them. It was the most pleasant type of torture he could think of. Heathcliff's tongue traced a long wet trail between his solar plexus and his belly button where it stopped for an earnest dip.
"Fuck, so good," he barely managed to whisper.
Heathcliff was keen on being totally in charge, by what he could tell. When his cock got attacked by hungry lips, Aidan had to ask himself what he was going to do if he were to blow too soon.
No, it wasn't a matter of 'if'. Heathcliff was sucking his cock with purpose, helping himself with the hands, one on Aidan's balls, squeezing gently, the other at the base of his dick. Aidan whimpered. It was too much. Was it okay to blow so soon? But what was he going to do later?
"Heath, I'm gonna come if you do this," he complained.
There was no response except for a hot mouth swallowing him to the hilt. Aidan bucked his hips upward, no longer in control while Heathcliff milked him to the last drop. As he dropped back on the bed, he covered his face with his hands.
"Well, I think that now you'll feel a little less nervous about me pounding your gorgeous ass with my big cock," Heathcliff said carefully.
Aidan moved his hands away, pretending he wasn't embarrassed. "I will?" he asked tentatively.
