Diary of a Teenage Taxidermist (6 page)

Robert swallowed and glanced at their feet, curious how Ethan would manage with the stairs in his own house. He was ready to help if it were needed, but there was a fair chance this staircase would be familiar enough for Ethan to use it without any trouble.

Ethan himself didn’t seem so certain. He looked up the steep way upstairs, tightening his grip on Robert’s forearm. He didn’t say a thing, but after a few seconds, he started the slow climb, with his other hand resting on the railing. Slow but steady. “My mom wanted me to move downstairs, but I like my room too much,” he said, watching his own feet.

“Is it getting easier?” Robert sighed. The covered-up eye was facing him, so he couldn’t read Ethan’s face as well as he’d like to. Now that they were so close, he could appreciate the soft skin, immaculate and flawless without the aid of any cosmetics. He rather liked that, even on someone who wore freaky bird skull accessories.

The moment Ethan turned to smile at Rob, he stumbled but somehow managed to keep his balance by holding on to him. “It’s easier when I know the stairs, and I’m really used to these, so it’s not as bad as the ones at school,” he explained.

“Yeah, I know what you mean. It’s a bit like moving in the dark.” Robert was tempted to be a normal guy and just kiss the two soft cushions of Ethan’s mouth, but he feared it would be crossing boundaries too sharply. He promised himself to wait till he was in college. Getting attached to someone so close to graduation was a fundamentally stupid idea. Sex would be fine though, didn’t other guys hook up all the time? He could do that with someone, who thought he was just bi-curious.

“I won’t let it stop me, I’ll get used to it. It’s more annoying than anything else,” Ethan opened the heavy door to his attic room and invited Robert with a gesture. “Do you have a preference? I have condoms, I’m sorry I forgot last time.’

Robert swallowed, feeling his cheeks heat up. He cleared his throat and shook his head.

Ethan walked into that insane room of his, in which he looked oddly at home. Rob couldn’t imagine anyone else fitting into this den of crazy. There was a stuffed bat in the corner of the sloped wall and a weasel approaching it upside down. The place could have doubled as a museum of curiosities.

“You sure? ‘Cause you seemed… um… not really all that… I mean…” Ethan frowned and bit his lips.

“Because the situation was shit for me.” Robert cleared his throat and turned his face away to look at a framed print that depicted various meats laid out on a wooden table next to a pheasant cut in half.

The only answer he got was a little squeak of springs and the sound of a computer starting. He blinked and looked that way, his focus drawn to Ethan’s computer wallpaper—a photo of Matt Powers, a famous gay porn star. “You wanna show me something?”

Ethan shrugged. “I just thought it might be nicer for you if I turn on some music,” he said from where he sat on the bed, with his back to Robert. The comforter was covered with a black mohair fur bedcover that spread over the large mattress.

“Sure, as long as it won’t bust my eardrums.” Robert smiled and walked around the bed to sit next to Ethan. Now that they were alone, on the bed, his heart was picking up its pace. He couldn’t believe he was doing this. Then again, it was only natural since he was young, horny, and had someone available.

“I’ll try not to make it shit this time,” Ethan whispered and put on the weirdest music Rob had ever heard. A slow piece with instruments Robert couldn’t pinpoint, some sounding harp-like, some like a harmonica, a flute, and a deep-sounding drum. It made Rob think of a group of medieval pagan sorcerers dancing around a bonfire and sacrificing virgin goats.

“It’s been nice so far.” Rob cleared his throat and moved his fingers down Ethan’s arm, feeling the warmth of his soft skin. “What’s that band?”

Ethan looked down at Rob’s hand. “It’s the soundtrack from this new medieval TV show. I googled the band and found they do these musical reconstructions but add their own flavor to it as well.” He took a deep breath through his nose, eyeing Robert with growing intensity.

Rob leaned forward and breathed in Ethan’s scent. Ginger and orange, maybe some bergamot as well, nice and herby. He followed the aroma and moved his nose over the shell of Ethan’s ear. His hair was unbelievably soft, so unlike Robert’s cock. “You like stuff like that?”

Ethan looked up at him with his lips parted. “Y-yes. Singing distracts me when I’m working on a project so I like all sorts of instrumental tracks.”

Robert doubted talking about music was on Ethan’s mind right now, but it was fun to see him try to focus. Robert smiled and moved his hands lower, slipping them underneath the oversized sweater. The moment he touched the fitted top below, his chest and stomach burned up, melting like warm jelly. He was touching a guy. He was touching a guy he was about to fuck, and he still couldn’t get his head around it. His cheeks on fire, he pulled up the sweater, eager to see more of Ethan’s body. Get a better look at that tattoo on his stomach.

Ethan gave a nervous chuckle and threw the garment to the floor. At school, Ethan never even smiled for more than an obligatory moment, it was odd to see his face light up. “I thought I kinda overdid it last time. You know, with being naked. I didn’t know what to do.” The top Ethan had been wearing under the sweater was tight, emphasizing the slim but toned body underneath.

“I don’t mind naked.” Rob cleared his throat and pulled Ethan back against him, burying his face in the sleek hair. With one hand sensing every heartbeat in Ethan’s chest, he let the other slide lower, to Ethan’s thigh, and squeezed it gently.

He liked this a lot more than being told what to do. Ethan really did seem more nervous than him and was like fresh cookie dough in Rob’s hands. It would be impossible to resist when an opportunity like this just fell into his lap. A hot guy to touch with no restraint, no strings, and no consequences.

Ethan swallowed, his chest moving quickly under Rob’s hand. “I was never naked with anyone before.”

Rob couldn’t stop a laugh as he let his hands explore, moving over the warm body next to his, petting, stroking, and squeezing the flesh through the fabric as his own skin burned up. “You would be used to this if you did sports at school.”

“I kinda… I’m not all that good at teamwork,” Ethan whispered and his pale, long fingers moved to Rob’s thigh.

Robert bit his lip to keep himself from saying something stupid. Instead, he cupped Ethan’s cock through the jeans and shivered at the sensation of it stiffening in his grip. It was so strange to touch another guy like that, even though that was what he’d always wanted.

Ethan leaned into the touch with a gasp, and tightened his grip on Rob’s thigh. His breath hitched, its warmth blooming all over Rob’s neck. The room felt like a cocoon of safety now that Robert was free to experiment, nothing like last time. And he would take full advantage of it.

“Would you do me first?” whispered Rob, moving his stubbly cheek against the side of Ethan’s neck. Despite the growing arousal, the situation was still very odd, and he did his best not to lose the flow.

“Sure, yeah,” Ethan said and slid to his knees in front of Robert quicker than it took an egg to harden on a red hot pan. It was one of the sexiest things Rob had ever seen, and it made him feel like a king, like he’d just scored a touchdown. And Ethan hadn’t even sucked him yet. Rob already imagined his cock sliding in between those full, pale lips, the black hair tickling his thighs. Heat exploded all over his body. This was it. He was getting his first blow job ever. He wasn’t sure whether he was more nervous or excited. His fingers were on Ethan’s lips before he could even think of it, tracing their softness in a slow, sensuous motion.

Ethan opened his mouth without a word and kissed one fingertip before sucking on it in a way that made Rob’s dick throb. For a socially awkward kid, he was extremely sexy. Rob parted his thighs wider, and Ethan slid right in between them like water finding a crack in a dam. The mere closeness of his body made the inner side of Rob’s legs tingle in anticipation of touch. Lightheaded, he stroked Ethan’s hair with his other hand. If he could only rewind this moment and live it over and over.

Rob thought it couldn’t get any better, but it did when Ethan looked up at him with a smile wider than ever before and unzipped Rob’s fly. Ethan had the most heart-melting set of white teeth Rob had ever seen. And it was
him
provoking that reaction. The mere idea of sucking Rob’s dick was so attractive to Ethan that he smiled like never before. It made blood thud in Rob’s ears. Like on autopilot, he gently grasped the sides of Ethan’s glasses and pulled them off. His breath was coming in shallow, uneven gasps, but he simply couldn’t help himself. He wanted to feel Ethan giving him an orgasm so badly.

Some of the black hair fell forward and framed Ethan’s flushed face. Ethan took a deep breath and leaned forward to kiss the bulge in Rob’s pants. The gesture reminded Rob of all his guy-friends complaining about how hard it was to convince their girlfriends to give head. Rob could hardly believe his luck. His whole world narrowed down to that pale face between his legs, and he opened his thighs wider, coaxing Ethan closer into the trap. Though was it really a trap if the guy wanted it?

Rob pulled back Ethan’s hair and slowly moved his fingertips over the scalp, trying not to wheeze. It was like petting a super-cute cat and getting head at the same time.

Ethan pulled down Rob’s pants and briefs just enough for his cock to pop out, and the way Ethan’s pupil dilated made Robert’s chest swell with pride. Waiting wasn’t part of the plan, and Ethan kissed the tip of Robert’s cock as soon as it was out. The hot fingers were on Rob’s stomach before he knew it, and the teasing lap on his cockhead once again made him compare Ethan to a cat.

He stared at the soft mouth moving over the tip of his dick like it was the most precious thing in the world. His eyes couldn’t go any wider, but he untangled his hands from Ethan’s hair, knowing he was close to yanking him forward, and forcing him into anything was the last thing Rob wanted. Instead, his fingers tangled into the mohair fur on the bed, soft and curly.

Ethan looked up for a fraction of a second before slowly sucking the head into his mouth. It felt gentle and passionate all at once, pleasure simmering instead of boiling. He kept exploring Rob’s abs when the heat rose, and Ethan took more of Rob’s dick between his lips. It slid over his palate, hugged by the velvety tongue from the underside. Hitting the back of Ethan’s mouth was yet another perk sending sparks of excitement all the way to Rob’s balls. Heat spread over his body like a flash flood, making him squeeze his hands on the furry bedspread, his back tensing as a warm tingle tickled the base of his spine. It was fucking amazing. He forced his eyes to stay open, but the grunts that left his mouth were all too real. He could do nothing about them with excitement rolling through his whole body

“That’s so good.”

Ethan looked up with Rob’s cock deep in his mouth, and there was a smile in his one eye, its side creasing slightly. Without ever blinking, he moved his head forward but then had to back off when he gagged. That didn’t stop him though, and he repeated the motion, his lips spread wide over the base. Each time Ethan took it in until he gagged, Rob’s cockhead was squeezing into the tightness of the throat, and it was so good Rob almost felt the upcoming orgasm throb in his gums.

Rob reached out blindly and squeezed the slim arm, gasping for air and already in a world of his own. He was galloping toward the sweet, sweet completion with arms wide open. “I’m... I’m close,” he whispered, forcing himself to look into Ethan’s eye. His face was now all red, shiny with a thin layer of sweat, and it looked so hot Rob hardly managed to produce any sound.

Ethan only backed off by an inch and sucked on Rob’s cock with renewed eagerness. His hands were gone off Rob’s stomach, and the metallic clang of a belt opening seamlessly melted into the music. Rob would forever associate whatever this medieval style music was with a mind-blowing orgasm. It was like fireworks exploding behind his eyelids, in his brain, sending a wave of intense, loud noise all over him. Then, there was the heavenly pull in his testes, and the moment his cock twitched against that soft, lovely mouth, his head got so light Rob was close to collapsing on his back. He never came like that. Not ever. He forced his eyes open, looking at the man who had made it all happen.

What he got to see was yet another incredibly hot image, and he almost came a second time. Ethan, still on the floor, was slobbering around Rob’s cock, with his hand in his rolled-down pants. From above, Rob had a great view on the pale ass sticking out from beneath the tight top. It was too good, but with the growing sensitivity in his cock, he had to gently push Ethan away.

“Too much,” he uttered and looked down at the dark cockhead moving in and out of Ethan’s clenched fist. God, it was hot. Was he supposed to tell him to stop? Continue?

Ethan let Rob’s cock out of his mouth but stayed between Rob’s legs, with his head leaning against the thigh and his lips still so close Rob felt his hot breath on his wet skin. Before Rob could decide what to do, gather his thoughts somehow, Ethan came with a low moan, his buttocks tensing rhythmically as Ethan’s body jerked, embracing the orgasm.

Robert leaned down to him and pulled him close, absorbing the last shudders and the delightful heat in his arms. “Good. That was really good,” he whispered against Ethan’s ear, shocked by the intensity of the moment. He couldn’t believe he got Ethan so excited the guy couldn’t wait for his turn.