Touch My Heart - Chapter 23

A/N: By Roxy and Jen Rescuemama2007, here is Touch My Heart Chapter 23. Will and Sonny's first time. That's all I have to say. Please comment and review to let us know what you think?

(Will's POV)

After driving for nearly fifteen minutes, we finally arrived at the hotel. I nervously got out of the car, grabbed my over-night bag, which also had all of Sonny's clothing for tomorrow, and hurried over to open the passenger side door for Sonny.

"Thank you." He whispered bashfully as I leaned in and placed a soft kiss to his lips.

"You're welcome." I smiled, taking his hand into mine.

I gave the keys over to the valet parking attendant, and proceeded to the hotel check in.

"Hello. My name is William Horton. I have a reservation for tonight under Roberts." I informed the hotel receptionist.

She smiled brightly at me and Sonny. "Ah, yes. Mrs. Roberts as informed us that her grandson and his partner would be checking into the private penthouse this evening."

"Yes, that would be us." I confirmed nervously and looked over at Sonny would was admiring the entourage.

"Alright. Everything's been taken care of by Mrs. Roberts. She has also left a note here saying that you should find everything you need inside the room. Your room number is 525. I take that you already have room key?"

I checked my inside pocket just to make sure that the plastic key was still tucked away inside. "I do."

"Then I guess you're all set to go. Have a wonderful evening Mr. Horton."

"Great! Thank you so much."

"Wow! This room is amazing!" Sonny beamed as we walked inside the penthouse suite.

Everything was set up perfectly. My grandma never ceases to amaze me. "It sure it." I agreed, closing the door shut behind us.

Immediately after walking in, I started unpacking my over-night bag, and made sure that I had brought everything that I needed for tonight and for tomorrow night. I was nervous to say the least about spending the night here with Sonny. It wasn't the first night that we spent together, but in a way, it kinda was. This was the first night that we were actually spending as couple without any interruptions, nosy brothers, or Sonny's father lurking around the hallway. This was us, spending the entire evening together as a couple. A real couple.

"Will?" Sonny bit his lip and stuffed his hands into his pants pockets.

"Yes my love?" He looked adorable when he did that nervous habit of his.

"I think I want to try some of that other stuff with you...tonight." Sonny said, his eyes dropped from my face to the ground; I could tell he was nervous, and I wasn't totally sure that he was ready for what he was asking for.

My heart started beating furiously, and I just stared at him; mouth agape. I quickly recovered from my shock and said, "But Sonny..."

"Will, you told me that we could go at my own pace, right? Well, I had an amazing night with you, and you make me feel safe. Even in situations that I usually hate to be in. Will, I can do this as long as I'm with you. I trust you. I want to show you, I want us to show each other how much we love each other."

"Wow. I don't know what to say..." Even though I had put a few condoms into my wallet and a small container of lube in my pants pocket, I wasn't sure either of them would get used tonight. Needless to say, I was excited and frightened at the same time.

This wasn't like any of the other experiences that I've previously had. Each time before, I was the one who knew it all. I had pretty much done everything before and could show my partner the way. Not this time. This was uncharted territory for me as well as Sonny. This was seriously a first time...for both of us. I was so happy we would experience this together, share in the same "first" but a small part of me wished I knew what to expect. I'm not always so good in situations that are new to me. But I suppose I did okay with Sonny when I first met him, right?

I start remembering all of the "first's" that I've shared with him.

The first time I saw him, I remember saying, "What's wrong with him?" I remembered being less than enthused about having to help this weird kid out as a punishment.

But I wanted to graduate and get out of this hell hole they called high school as soon as I possibly could.

Then there was the time he wouldn't leave the art room, so I sat with him and just watched in awe. He made me draw, the first time that I felt comfortable drawing.

Like no one was judging me and he gave me that. I was completely and utterly horrible. Until he helped me. I will never forget the moment he touched my hand for the first time. The first time I saw my finished drawing after he guided me along...it was breathtaking. All of it. These feelings I had never had before.

The first time I saw Sonny naked suddenly flashed before my eyes like it had just happened yesterday. There he was, walking out of the bathroom after his shower, having no clue what seeing him like that did to me. Actually, to be honest, I didn't know what seeing him like that would do to me either...until that moment. And though it was overwhelming to feel that attracted to him, it felt so natural, so right. There was something about him, even back then, that made me realize that he was the one person for me, my soul mate. It just took me a little longer to admit it to myself.

The day he cut his hair was another I'll remember all my life. I could finally look into those deep, beautiful brown eyes for the first time, without having to search for them through his hair. That was the moment. I mean there have been lots of moments, but I would describe this as the mother of all moments; a coup d'etat, in a way, when I completely surrendered my heart to Sonny.

So many amazing times followed...our first date, the first time I told him I loved him when he was asleep on my lap, the first time we kissed, well, the best one was really our second kiss, when we were both sure of what we wanted, holding hands, Sonny saying my name for the first time, talking to his dad and brothers, "accidentally" sleeping over and waking up with him in my arms, the first time he initiated touch, skin to skin contact, his first orgasm, holding him and kissing him at school in front of everyone, Sonny's drawing on the school wall, him agreeing to go to the prom with me...Sonny freaking out after I showed him the Gay Teen website. All such amazing, fulfilling, challenging, unforgettable moments.

And now here we are, alone in our hotel room after a night filled with close slow dances, lots of hand-holding, romantic glances in the darkened atrium, soft kisses and whispered words of comfort and love. Already the night was perfect.

All my nervousness has dissipated as soon as I got to his house and his Dad opened to door to let me in. Then I got upstairs and there he was, my sunshine, the light of my life, standing across his room, fidgeting with his bow tie. I'm sure Sonny wasn't used to feeling "restrained" in clothes like these. But it was so him, it was who he was, and I wouldn't have him any other way.

"Will?" Sonny stepped towards me and took my hands.

I quickly snapped out of my memories and looked him in the eyes. "Yes, my love?"

"What were you thinking about? You seemed far away..." His voice trailed off with uncertainty. His head dipped slightly down, as if he was unsure of my response.

I gave a brief, shaky smile to reassure him that I was indeed okay.

I put his hands around my waist and raised mine to frame his face. "I was remembering when I first met you...and all of our firsts...and how far we've come, Sonny."

"I never knew..." and he let his words trail off again and let his eyes close.

"Me either," I said filling in all that was unsaid.

"Will, I love you so much sometimes it hurts."

"Oh baby! I know!" And we embraced, resting our cheeks together. His skin was so soft, so warm and flawless. I wanted to feel it under my lips, so I moved my head just slightly so I could brush his cheek with a feather light sweet kiss.

Sonny slowly stepped back from me, and I could see that the look in his eyes had changed. There was no uncertainty, no tentativeness or fear in those brilliant brown eyes. He was strong and confident. He was sure of himself and his intentions. Then he kissed me and my knees suddenly went weak. Sonny's lips were firm, eager and tender at the same time. We molded our bodies together tightly as to touch as much of the other as we possibly could. The hands that had previously moved to my waist were slowly rubbing up and down my back, they then slid under my jacket but over my shirt. His touch was intoxicating and it made me want so much more.

I broke our heated kiss. "Son, our pace, remember?" But I couldn't get any more out because Sonny was again crushing his eager lips against mine. They were needy, exploring kisses, and I knew that Sonny was serious about being ready for more.

Pushing me to the over-sized hotel bed, he first removed my jacket and then my tie very slowly, his eyes staying connected with mine. Then his hands went to his tux jacket and he slowly and seductively removed it, followed by his bow tie and then he began to unbutton his white shirt. For being awkward and unsure most all of the time, in this moment, with us together, two lovers wanting to take the next step in their relationship, Sonny was in charge. Each pearl white button that Sonny unbuttoned, was one button closer to his tanned brown skin. That color was quickly becoming etched in my memory, and the feel of his skin was itching at the front of my mind.

I couldn't help but moan softly as his shirt came off revealing the start of some dark chest hair. I immediately touched him with my fingertips, and he closed his eyes in pleasure. I didn't think I could last as long as I did without touching him, but I also needed to let him set the pace.

He then slowly reached out to me, and removed mine, after undoing every button at a painstakingly slow pace. We held each other close, chests meeting and heaving together, getting used to the feel of our skins touching. He leaned slowly in and kissed his way from my neck down to my collarbone and finally ended his assault on my right nipple. Grasping it between his teeth, he slowly teased it with his tongue, making me roll my head back and hang my mouth open in pleasure.

He continued his onslaught by showing the equal amount of attention to my other nipple. Somewhere in this assault, my hands had made their way to Sonny's hair, at the neckline, and my caresses were getting Sonny to release little whimpers of pleasure, too.

Then he stopped. "Sonny, are you okay?"

"Um, yes. I'm just not sure what to do next."

"We do this together, remember? You trust me right?"

"Of course I do, Will."

"Then let me lead for a bit..."

He nodded and I flipped us so I could lavish his soft chest with kisses. That sprinkle of chest hair was so enticing. My tongue focused there instead, and soon I was pressing my nose into his chest, smelling, and then my cheek to feel the coarseness against my tender skin.

We rolled around together on the bed, pushing our hips together, straining painfully against our clothes. "Can I take your pants off, Sonny?"

"Yes, please Will."

I quickly removed our pants, but I took the time to fold them neatly on the floor. Was I stalling? Was my bravado just masking deep-seeded uncertainty?

Then, I felt Sonny's hand between my legs, putting pressure on my hardness. "Yes, Sonny, your hands feel so good..."

"Will?" Sonny suddenly stopped and his chocolate brown eyes looked up at me, "Can I taste you?" Oh my god. Never had four words sounded sexier, more mind-blowing, and turned me on like I never had been before.

"Hmm,mmm..." I managed to get out shakily as Sonny slowly slid my boxers down. My, now erect, cock sprung out and up as it rested against my belly.

Looking at me with just the slightest amount of shyness, Sonny stuck his tongue out to swipe it gently against me. "Ahhhh!" I screamed out, not really comprehending that we still had neighbors, even if they were just unknown hotel guests. I couldn't help it though. The sensation of his tongue against me was enough to send me into sensory overload.

He tasted me again for a second time, and I about came right there in his beautiful mouth. He raised his body upward and kissed me soundly on the mouth. I could taste my own saltiness on his lips.

"Sonny, I'm not, uh, going to be able to hold on much longer."

"I'm sorry Will..."

"No! Don't be sorry! You're just so damn sexy."

Sonny buried his head in my chest and I could feel the heat flooding to his cheeks. He was as turned on as I was and that shifted my brain back into gear.

"I just...um, I didn't know how far you wanted to take this and I didn't want to, uh, let go too quickly."

"I don't know how far I want to go, Will. I'm a little nervous."

"Remember? You trust me...we don't do anything you don't want to do."

"I know, Will. On the website, it showed a man on top...will you be the one on top?"

"I guess I just assumed, Sonny, why?"

"I don't know how I'll feel having that inside me down there..."

I looked at Sonny and saw pure honesty in his eyes. I could see clearly how much he trusted me, and it was then that I realized that this was too much, too fast. Tears suddenly sprung to my eyes. "Sonny, I, oh shit, I am so sorry..." and the tears fell as I tried to cover my face with my hands.

"Will, no, no...don't apologize..."

"But I'm doing exactly what I promised I wouldn't do! I told your Dad I would respect you and not take advantage...and now you trust me blindly and I'm pushing you into..."

"You are not pushing me!" Sonny raised his voice, snapping me out of my crying jag.

"But...yes I am..."

"Will, don't you think I can make this decision for myself? You've asked me time and time again if I trust you, and I do, with my whole being. But I have to ask you, do YOU trust ME?" Sonny's eyes dropped from my own and his finger began to slowly make shy circles in my chest hair. He was really that uncertain about me trusting him?

Everything stopped. My crying, my running thoughts, my self absorption. I raised my hand an tilted his face to mine, making his beautiful eyes make contact with my swollen ones. I think I even stopped breathing for a moment.

We were supposed to be in this together. Partners. And all along, even though I felt like I was treating him equally, I wasn't. I was babying him, in a way. And he called me out on it.

"Will, what if I was inside of you? Do you think that would work...would be okay?"

I let out a strangled sob. "God I love you so much!"

"I love you too, Will, but you never answered my question. Do YOU trust ME?"

I just nodded my head and whispered, "Yes, Sonny, I trust you. I trust you so much. Thank you for helping me realize that."

"And me being inside you would be okay?"

"Yes, Sonny, I'd like that very much. First, you need to grab the lube...it's in the front pocket of my pants..."

But Sonny already had it in his hands and was squeezing a generous amount on his index finger. He gently circled my entrance until I was begging for him to begin.

He pressed a finger into me, moving slowly, deliberately, the whole time stroking and stretching. He knew exactly what to do with no help from me. How does he do that? Did I miss this part on the Gay Teen website?

Sonny continued preparing me and soon he had me writhing beneath him as he pushed in and out with purposeful pressure.

"I'm ready, Sonny," I croaked hoarsely pulling my legs up further to surround his waist. I felt him take a step back, in silence, and I'm afraid we'd gone too far all of a sudden. What was wrong with me? Sonny seemed so confident; it was me who was falling to pieces with his every touch. It was me who was at his mercy, the mercy of my soul mate. The most beautiful man, inside and out, that was ever put on this planet.

Then I hear the tell-tale crinkle of a condom wrapper, and then I'm transported to another world.

Sonny and I finally merge, slick bodies moving, hands caressing, lips meeting often to kiss. We're both moving together, falling into a special rhythm of our own as we make love for the very first time.

We were now one, mind, body and soul.

It didn't take long. I was already so aroused, and we had been apart and hadn't been intimate in a week or so. Opening our mouths and our minds, we cried out together, our hearts exploded the same time we both let go and rode out a tremendously stirring orgasm that consumed us both.

This was it, Sonny and I have finally taken that step. The step that we both knew we would take, but were both so nervous about.

Sonny took the used condom off and laid down beside of me; laying under the covers, he tucked himself snuggly inside of my strong arms. We whispered words of love and adoration to each other until our eyes surrendered to deep sleep.

This was definitely a night I'd remember for a lifetime.

Sonny had not only touched my heart but he had touched my soul, and because of him, I would never, ever be the same.

To Be Continued...OXO