Page 306 of His Hungry Wolf

“That’s where I was going.”

“And, anywhere you are is where I wanna be” I said honestly.

Nero smiled as much as I was. More than that, my dick was hard. That wasn’t that unusual considering how often thinking of him made me take things into my own hands. But there was a reason I was still a virgin.

I wasn’t a complete idiot. I could tell there were guys who wanted to stick their junk in me. A few of them were even hot. But, I never felt it with any of them. I felt it with Nero. Why was that? Could it be because he was the first guy I ever felt I could trust?

With him still holding my shoulders, I placed my palms on his chest. I had just wanted to touch him, but once my hands were there, it was hard to miss his muscles. It felt amazing. Mesmerized by the feeling, I looked down and slowly explored the ripples. He stood taking it for a second until,

“Ah, unless you have something very specific in mind, you should probably stop that and we should go.”

I looked up unsure why he had said it. He pointed down at his pants. It took only a glance for everything to become clear. Nero was not only hard, but the guy was huge. And, when he flinched, it sent a pulse through me that made me weak in the knees.

“Yeah, we should go,” I told him with a swallow.

Driving back to town I couldn’t help but touch him. It was all that I wanted to do anymore. With his arm around me as we drove, he told me stories about when he was growing up. I got the feeling that he was avoiding the horrible stuff. But what he told me gave me a clear picture.

Since the age of fourteen, Nero had been living a double life. Not wanting people to know what was going on with his mother, he didn’t tell anyone about his after-school job. He went to classes and football practice, and then once he got off, he became the rent collector.

He talked about how much of an effect it had on him.

“When did you realize you liked guys?” I asked him.

“If I look back on it, I probably always knew. But, it became pretty clear after puberty. There were boys at school I couldn’t stop thinking about. There were a few girls too, but it wasn’t the same. I used to fantasize about jacking off with guys even though there weren’t really any of them I thought about kissing. But there weren’t too many girls either.”

“So, have you been with any girls?” I asked unsure if I wanted to know the answer.

“A few. But, you know how it is. You get drunk at a party after a game, and a girl throws herself at you. Before you know it, your dick is in her and it’s all over.”

“Yeah, I don’t think I know how that is,” I said with a laugh.

“Have you ever been with a girl?”

“I haven’t been with anyone.”

“Have you gotten close?”

“I think the closest I’ve gotten is with you,” I admitted shyly.

“Why is that? Only a blind man can’t see how hot you are,” Nero said with a blush.

“Thank you,” I said feeling his compliment. “I guess I never saw myself that way.”

“Because of that asshole?”

“Who? Evan?”

“Was that his name?” Nero asked getting mad thinking about him.

“Yeah. It could have been because of him and the rest of them. I don’t know. I just know that I wasn’t willing to make myself vulnerable like that before now.”

“Before now?”

I looked up at Nero. “Yeah.”

I could feel Nero’s body heat through both of our shirts. His smell was all around me. Still staring up at him, I lost all of the resistance I had towards him and slipped my hand on his inner thigh. Liking what I was doing, he helped by spreading his legs.

Sliding my hand further, I felt his clothed balls. I couldn’t believe I was touching it. As soon as I did, it wasn’t enough. Cupping them in my small hand, I squeezed. He groaned.