Page 8 of Project: FU (Longwood U #3)

NOLAN

Hey. This is Orion. Want to come over for a bit?

I’m surprised when I read the text. I read it a few times just to make sure I’m not seeing what I want to see. Is he just asking to hang out?

There’s a chance of that, I suppose. We’d often hang out when I was over at Kelsey’s parents’ house. Especially over the summer when I’d come down for a week at a time to visit. I spent a lot of time with him and Skye in the backyard while Kelsey sunbathed on the lawn.

Their family always reminded me of mine. They got along. They genuinely seemed to like each other. There was always a lot of laughter and support. I loved the comfort of being there.

Orion didn’t live there, but when I came down, he seemed to be there a lot. Maybe that’s normal, though. Maybe he visits his family a lot anyway.

Me

Yeah. Address?

I wait for his response as I stuff my pocket with condoms and lube. I’m sure he has some, but you never know. I’d rather be prepared than have our fun cut short because we weren’t.

That’s why he’s inviting me over, right?

The address comes through, and I type it into my GPS. Eight-minute walk. That’s easy enough. I relay that I’ll be there in ten and head out. On the way, I think about what I want to say. I want to make it clear somehow that…

Do I need to make anything clear? Maybe I don’t need to feel guilty about Skye. They both know I’d been dating their sister for a long time. Skye readily joined me when I asked. It’s not like I was a secret boyfriend.

I guess maybe it’s the motivation behind my hookup with Skye that bothers me. That’s why I feel guilty. I don’t know why he thinks I asked him to fuck, and I just don’t want him to get the wrong impression.

Whatever impression that is. I didn’t confess some secret crush or anything. We were at a gay club. The one closest to school. The one notorious for students to go to find a hookup. It’s not unreasonable that he’d think that’s all it was.

We’re kind of friends, though, right?

My head is no clearer when I get to Orion’s.

“Hey,” I say when he lets me in.

“Hi.” He takes a step back, and I walk inside. His apartment is bigger than Lathan’s by quite a bit, but that might be because it’s a single, good-sized bedroom instead of two really small ones. Maybe that’s the difference.

There’s a second after the door shuts and I kick off my shoes that we just stand there staring at each other. I’m both surprised and not at all when he steps toward me and presses his mouth to mine.

His personality has always given me the impression that he takes what he wants. There’s not a lot of shyness in him. Since his tongue is in my mouth as he very clearly tastes every inch, I think I’m right in my assessment of him.

I let him lead me into the bedroom and we fall onto the bed together. Not going to lie. I’m a sucker for big muscles on a guy. Especially their arms and thick thighs. I love the feeling of being choked by their strength.

So his bulk is totally doing it for me.

Orion isn’t slow. His hands immediately go under my shirt, feeling my skin and pinching my nipples as soon as we’re down. Then he shifts and his hand is down my pants, wrapped around my cock that’s getting harder by the second. Especially when he begins stroking me with purpose.

“Jesus fuck,” I mutter as he licks my neck. “You impatient?”

“Kind of, yes. I’m afraid I’m going to chicken out.”

“There’s no pressure.”

“You’re… hot. I want to touch you.”

I grin, but my grin turns into a groan when he grips my balls. “It’s not a marathon, Orion.”

He harrumphs but doesn’t slow down in touching me everywhere he can reach. My clothes are quickly in his way, and it isn’t long before he has me completely exposed before him. Now that he has full access to me, his hands are everywhere. His mouth follows—touching, licking, tasting, sucking, biting.

Fucking hell, he’s going to make me come before we even get started.

“Okay, okay,” I say and push him off me until he’s lying on his back looking up. “I need to catch my breath. Why are you in a hurry?”

Orion takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. His lips press together. There’s something he doesn’t want to tell me. While he thinks about it, I take his clothes off him and am rewarded with a really sexy body.

I’m surprised by just how much he and Skye look alike. I bet they could be twins if Skye cut his hair and bulked up. Or Orion grew his hair out and trimmed down. Not that I think either of them should change a thing about themselves. They’re perfect. Different and perfect.

“I’m glad you’re not with my sister anymore,” he says.

My hand on his thigh stops. I stare at his leaking dick without answering.

“You were always too good for her.”

I close my eyes, trying to convince a smile to form. Not sure if I succeed.

“I, uh… have maybe thought about this a few times since meeting you,” he says.

This time, my smile is genuine.

“I kind of want to… I don’t know, give you the experience of the better Davenport sibling.

I don’t want you thinking we’re all assholes.

I don’t know what went down, but believe me when I tell you, no one is buying her innocent act.

So yeah, I want to be what you remember about the Davenport kids. Not her. But I’m nervous.”

I bring my gaze up to meet his. “Since we’re confessing some shit here, I have one. I want to fuck you as a means of punishing her. Not the only reason.” I shrug. “But I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t a driving factor.”

Orion nods, a smirk on his handsome face. “I kind of thought that. You’ve never shown any interest in me at all.”

“Don’t take offense to that or think it’s because I don’t find you attractive. Unlike some people, my eyes don’t wander when I’m in a relationship.”

“As I said, you’re way too good for Kels.”

“So… we’re good? We’re still going to do this even if it’s not for what might be considered the ‘ right ’ reasons?” I ask.

“Who says a reason is right or wrong?” He sits up, using nothing but his damn abdominals.

Goddamn, that’s hot. His hand cups the back of my neck, pulling my face to his.

“I think a mutual understanding is going to make it all better. You want to piss my sister off and this will. I want you to forget my sister, and I might not be up to that level, but I’ll do my best, and we can repeat until I’m there.

But I think it’s also obvious that we’re hard and into this, so that’s reason enough. ”

This wasn’t such a difficult conversation to have. I press my mouth to his, letting him take the lead as I follow him down again. As much as I want to memorize his body, I think he needs to explore more than I do, so I rock my dick against him while he touches me everywhere he can reach.

His hands are strong. Steady. Sure of everything. They’re exploratory—rubbing, tracing, pinching—but his arousal is evident in more than just his hard dick. He’s hungry for me. Especially when his hands come down to my ass.

He grips me tightly, hauling me against him and grinding on me until my balls ache. My head spins when I’m suddenly on my back and his mouth is on my nipple, biting me. I grunt, my hips coming up as a sharp combination of pain and fire streaks from my chest to my core.

My ass coming off the bed has his attention there and his thumb presses to my hole as he drags his tongue down my stomach. He’s bouncing from place to place so fast that I don’t have but a second to concentrate on what he’s doing.

“Lube,” I bite out just as he wraps his mouth around my cockhead and I groan. He sucks on me like he’s trying to suck all the honey out of one of those honey straws. It’s so intense that it feels like he’s pulling my balls back into my body with his mouth on my cockhead. “Oh, fuck.”

Needing him to slow down again, I grip his head and shove his face into my groin. My cock slides down his throat. He immediately struggles, tries to swallow. His throat works around me, sending so many damn tingles through my body that I’m nearly vibrating.

I let him up when it’s clear that he’s desperate for a breath. Orion coughs. His face is already covered in tears and spit. I smirk. “Slow down or you’re going to choke on my dick for a while.”

He looks at my cock and I don’t think that’s the threat I intended it to be. He licks his lips, and yeah, it’s not a threat at all.

Orion is trying to knock all his firsts out at once. That’s what this is. His eyes meet mine, and I think I’m right on that one. There won’t be a repeat, despite what he said. He’s being brave this one time. He’s willing to give in to his curiosities once. It’s one and done for him.

“Today doesn’t end until the sun rises,” I tell him. “Everything between now and then is one hookup.”

Yep. I hit it on the head. That’s been the reason he’s been so determined to do everything at once. “Okay, good,” he says. “That’s good.”

Now that his mindset has shifted, I push him backwards again until he’s on his back. “I meant it literally when I said I wanted to fuck you.” I push his legs up so his knees hit either side of his chest. “No one has been in this hole, have they?” I ask and run my fingers through his spread crack.

Orion shivers, shaking his head.

“Want to see what it feels like to have a dick in your ass, Ry?”

He swallows, nodding.

“Have you put anything here before?” I press my finger with more pressure against his hole. His muscles tense under it.

“No.”

I reach for the lube he already had out. “Just relax, okay? Close your eyes and feel what I’m doing to you.”

His eyes close and I spend a few minutes just touching him. Pressing my fingers against him. Tugging on his balls. Stroking his dick. Sticking the tip of my littlest fingers against his slit, which he really, really likes.

After a few minutes, I press my finger inside him. His lips part. I watch his face as I press inside him. His eyebrows and mouth, especially. Reading every emotion that scrolls across it like a billboard.

I’m slow and methodical while also slowly leading him into pleasure. His dick remains hard, so I know he’s into it. His hands grip the backs of his knees, holding his legs open and giving him something to ground himself by keeping his hands occupied.

By the time I get four fingers into him, he’s making the same sexy whimpering sounds Skye did. There’s nothing sexier than a big man whimpering for you.

I keep my fingers inside him as I awkwardly get a condom on and lube it. Only when I’m ready for his hole do I pull my fingers out and coax him onto his side. I settle behind him and encourage him to hold his leg up again.

“Relax,” I murmur as I press my cockhead to his hole.

While he slows his breathing down, I rub my dick along his hole, teasing him. Pressing my head just barely beyond the ring of muscles before pulling it out again. I know he’s going to like this. All the signs he’s giving me point to that.

This man is never going to be the same again.

When he’s practically begging, I begin sliding myself inside him for real. His body tenses and relaxes, as if he’s trying to fight his reflex to tense up. As soon as I’m relatively certain I’m going to continue in and not slide out, I bring my arm around him.

His hand grips my wrist. I continue to ease my way in with gentle rocks. I get carried away a little, and his body jerks suddenly.

“Sorry,” he says quickly.

I shake my head, kissing the back of his shoulder. “Don’t be. Tell me to slow down or that you need a minute. We’re not in a hurry, remember?”

Orion takes a deep breath and nods. “Keep going.”

He jerks a couple more times, and I slow, adjusting my angle until he’s comfortable. It takes some time, but eventually we get to the point where I’m moving inside him. Always careful not to hurt him and his body gradually relaxes.

The moment he starts to get into it is when he lets his knee hit the bed and scoots back into me. I take that as he’s ready for more, and I begin showing him what it’s all about.

He continues to hold my wrist tightly, which I come to appreciate because I can use the intensity of his grip to read him.

But the moment his whimpers begin again is when I start to truly lose myself in the moment.

In his body. In the sounds he makes and how he becomes increasingly more and more into it.

“Not supposed to be this good,” he grunts right before he comes. His body shudders. The sounds of his moaning whines have me forgetting that this is his first time and fucking him a little harder than I should.

He’s here for it, though. His orgasm extends a little longer as I chase mine. I grip him tightly to me, not wanting his body to slide away at all. I sink my teeth into his skin, trying to keep my own sounds in.

When I come, in the middle of the blast of pleasure, I can’t help but think that both brothers are far more exquisite than Kelsey was. These two moments, one brother each, feel far more intense, more intimate, a deeper connection than any time with Kelsey had felt.

Is that the truth or is that my memory of it now that I only see her as an asshole? Your feelings regarding a person can definitely change the lens through which you regard your memories with them.