Sector 2814

Aranel Took's DC Comics Fanfiction

First Time

Kyle realized Hal had stopped, a slight frown on his face like he was wondering what the hell he was doing.

“Hal?” Kyle pulled his hands away from where they had been working on the fly of Hal’s jeans. “Are we going too fast? Do you want to stop?”

Hal looked at him a moment, still frowning, then gave a short laugh and shook his head. He rolled over on his back and rubbed his hand through his hair. “Never thought I’d be hearing that from someone. Those are my lines.”

Kyle pushed himself up on his elbow and resisted the urge to run his hand down Hal’s bare chest, over golden skin and toned muscle. “You’re not going to hurt my feelings if you’re having second thoughts.”  Well, okay, maybe a little. But he’d live. 

“It’s not …” Hal sighed. “It’s not so much second thoughts as just getting used to the idea. I didn’t expect this to happen.”

Kyle nodded. “Yeah. I know.” For all the anxiety Kyle had endured while dealing with the realization that he had an attraction to his fellow Lantern, it had to be a hundred times worse for Hal. Being gay or bisexual wasn’t exactly compatible with being an Air Force fighter jock. Nobody batted an eye at an artist with an ‘alternative lifestyle’, but Hal’s entire world could come crashing down because of this.

Hal rolled towards him again. “You’re just going to have to be patient with me,” he said, giving Kyle a crooked smile. He rolled closer still and kissed him.

Kyle met the kiss, opening his mouth slightly so their tongues could touch. His hands went back to the buttons on Hal’s jeans, but this time Hal didn’t stop or pull away. Kyle slid his hand under the fabric of Hal’s briefs. It was strange yet exciting, caressing another man’s erect penis. And at least there was no mystery anymore with a man, wondering if he was touching the right places. 

Kyle ran his thumb over the soft tip, swirling the drop of semen in a small circle, which made Hal moan into the kiss. Kyle wrapped his fingers around Hal’s length, squeezing gently, and Hal pushed against his hand. Kyle considered just jerking him off, but then decided to push things a little—they were supposed to be able to overcome great fear, right? He looked into Hal’s eyes. “Do you want me to suck you off? Or do you want to fuck me?”

“Oh shit, Kyle,” Hal breathed. “You’re going to make me pick one?” He chuckled and then lay still for a few seconds, eyes closed and a smile on his face. Then he opened his eyes and reached out to touch Kyle’s mouth, tracing his fingertips over Kyle’s lips. “I suppose we should start out easy.”

Kyle smiled and kissed Hal’s fingers, then turned so he was on his knees while Hal kicked off the rest of his clothes. They shared a look—smiles bordering on laughter, a look that said Oh my God I can’t believe we’re doing this!—and then Kyle leaned down and kissed him. Then he moved the kiss lower, along Hal’s jaw and down to his neck, flicking his tongue over the hint of stubble until he came to the hollow of his throat. He sucked at the skin there while Hal ran his hands over his shoulders.

He moved lower still, taking a hard nipple in his mouth while his fingers flicked over the other. Hal gasped, his breath coming faster now, and pushed his fingers into Kyle’s hair. Kyle kissed his way across Hal’s chest, intending to taste the other nipple, but a gentle push on his head told him that now was not the time for long-drawn-out foreplay. 

Kyle smiled and lifted his head slightly to look at Hal. He was watching Kyle intently, his brown eyes dark with desire. Kyle kept the eye contact and lowered his head to swipe his tongue over the slight bulge of muscle just below his ribs, tasting salty-sweet skin. Hal’s abdomen rose and fell beneath Kyle’s mouth, his breaths coming faster and deeper, as Kyle worked his way lower to his navel. 

Kyle brushed his cheek through the coarse hair that formed a line down Hal’s belly, then paused to consider his next move. He supposed he just needed to do what he’d want someone to do to him. He caressed Hal’s balls, squeezing slightly, and lowered his lips just above Hal’s penis and blew hot breath over the smooth skin.

“Oh fuck,” Hal moaned. He squirmed and thrust his hips, and Kyle darted his tongue out to taste him. “Yeah…” His hand went back to Kyle’s hair. “Suck me, Kyle,” he gasped.

A jolt went through Kyle, starting between his legs and spreading out to his fingers and toes. He took a moment to catch his breath, to loosen the fly of his own too-tight jeans, and then did what he was told. He used his other hand to grasp Hal’s length, then took the cock into his mouth. 

“Oh God, Kyle…” Hal’s fingers flexed in Kyle’s hair and his body stiffened as he thrust up into Kyle’s mouth.

Kyle took him deep, then pulled back, keeping suction all the way up. Hal’s hand slipped off his head and he actually whimpered. Kyle took him deep again, then pulled back to swirl his tongue around the head, tracing along the ridge. He repeated the pattern again and again, keeping up the suction, while his fingers massaged underneath Hal’s balls. His own cock was aching, but he tried to put it out of his mind, to focus on what he was doing to Hal. 

Hal was panting now. “Ah, God!” His thrusts quickened and then he grunted and dug his fingers into Kyle’s shoulder. Salty-bitter warmth flooded into Kyle’s mouth. Okay, not as bad as he expected. When Hal gave a final groan and relaxed, Kyle let the cock slide from his mouth and swallowed. He took a deep breath and dropped his forehead to Hal’s hip, certain that if he moved, he’d come in his pants.

Hal rubbed his hand over Kyle’s back. “You okay?”

Kyle nodded. “Yeah. Just on a hair trigger at the moment.” He turned his head to look at Hal. Hal had a sleepy, contented look on his face. Kyle felt very pleased with himself. 

He lay down next to Hal and pulled off his jeans and underwear. He hoped Hal was up to returning the favor, but he wouldn’t push it. “Do you want to—?”

He never got a chance to ask the question. Hal shifted around so he could take Kyle’s cock in his mouth.

Kyle moaned when Hal’s mouth engulfed him. Oh fucking hell… “Hal …” he gasped out. Hal cupped his balls and sucked hard. Kyle’s entire body tingled and he squeezed his eyes shut. He tried to fight it, tried to hold off, but he was too close to the edge already. The orgasm gripped him and … oh yes shit yes yes

When he could feel his body again, he opened his eyes. His heart was pounding in his ears and his limbs felt like wet spaghetti. He looked at Hal. 

Hal was watching him, with probably the same pleased look that Kyle had been wearing earlier. He leaned down and kissed Kyle. “I think I’ve gotten used to the idea.”