Crossing Lines

By the time we got to Kaiden’s apartment, my nerves were frayed. I trailed behind him, my steps slow and hesitant. 

What the fuck had I just agreed to? 

My mind kept replaying the conversation at the coffee shop. The idea of “training” with Kaiden had seemed ridiculous at first. But now, standing in his apartment, it felt real and terrifying.

Kaiden unlocked the door and walked in like it was just another normal evening. He tossed his keys onto the counter and kicked off his shoes without a care in the world. Meanwhile, I hesitated in the doorway, my hands stuffed deep in my pockets, the air feeling way too heavy.

“Relax,” Kaiden said, flashing me a grin as he shrugged off his jacket. “I’m not gonna bite.”

I tried to laugh, but it came out strained. “Right. I know.”

Kaiden leaned against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms as he looked at me. His gaze wasn’t judgmental, more amused, like he was waiting for me to settle down.

“You’re making this a bigger deal than it is,” he said after a moment.

“That’s easy for you to say.” I shifted on my feet, the nerves bubbling up again.

“Come here,” he said, his tone lighter now, coaxing. “I told you I’d help, didn’t I?”

I swallowed hard, forcing myself to walk further inside. Kaiden’s apartment was the same as always, modern, clean, and smelling faintly of cologne and coffee. But tonight, it felt like a different space entirely, as though we’d crossed into unfamiliar territory.

Kaiden’s casual confidence was both reassuring and unnerving. I have known Kaiden since we were kids but never like this, and the idea of being vulnerable even in a “learning” context was foreign.

“This doesn’t make me gay, does it?” I blurted out before I could stop myself.

Kaiden smirked, stepping closer. His fingers brushed against my cheek and tilted my face slightly, “You seriously need to stop overthinking,” he said, his voice softer now. “Just trust me, okay?”

I nodded, but my heart was racing. Trust Kaiden. Right. He’d never steered me wrong before, so why did this feel so… different?

And then, before I could talk myself out of it, Kaiden kissed me.

My body froze, every muscle locking in place. His lips were warm against mine, the faint taste of his coffee lingering there. It was… gentle. There were a million thoughts going through my head and I couldn’t sting any of them together. Not at all what I’d expected.

When he pulled back, I blinked at him, my cheeks on fire. “Uh… Kaiden. I mean… I’m not…”

“Gay?” he finished for me, smirking. “Neither am I, man. We’re just experimenting. It’s like practice.”

Practice. The word echoed in my mind as I tried to make sense of what had just happened.

“Are you sure about this?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Kaiden nodded, his expression calm and reassuring. “Look, this is about you, Sage. Friends help each other out and I want to help you. You wanted to learn, right? Just follow my lead.”

I felt the weight of his words, but doubt still lingered. What the hell was I doing?

Kaiden kissed me again, a little harder this time, and I felt my hands grip his shoulders, holding on like he was the only thing keeping me grounded. His hands slid to my hips, guiding us both towards the couch, never breaking the kiss. My head was spinning the whole time, the taste of coffee on Kaiden’s lips, the heat of his hands, it all felt too much.

“That’s better,” Kaiden murmured against my lips, smirking when he felt me shiver.

“I don’t know what I’m doing,” I admitted, my voice shaky.

“That’s the point,” he said, sliding his hands down to my hips. “Just follow my lead.”

The air in the apartment felt thick with tension, but I couldn’t stop myself. By the time we sank onto the cushions, I was kissing him back with surprising intensity. It was hesitant and unpolished, sure, but there was a spark there, something I hadn’t expected.

I pulled back suddenly, my face flushed with embarrassment. “This feels weird,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Weird is good,” he replied, brushing his thumb over my cheek. “It means you’re feeling something. That’s the whole point, Sage. Just let go.”

I hesitated, my gaze searching his. For a moment, I thought I might back out, like push off him and walk out the door. My body wasn’t responding the way I wanted it to. There was a part of me that didn’t want to stop, that craved the attention and the connection, however twisted it felt. It was as if Kaiden knew exactly what buttons to press.

“Are you sure this doesn’t make us…you know… gay?” I whispered, my voice was trembling.

Kaiden looked me in the eye, his expression surprisingly gentle, “No, it doesn’t. It’s just a physical thing. A way to get you comfortable with intimacy. It's practice, that’s all.”

My mind was a fog of conflicting thoughts, but I found myself nodding, almost as if I was in a trance.

“Okay. I trust you.”

Those three words made something twist in my chest. Trust. It was such a simple thing, but hearing me say it like that is so vulnerable, so raw, it made my heart beat harder.

His grin was triumphant, he kissed me again. His hands moved more insistently now, he pulled at my shirt and tugged it over my head. I shivered at the sudden exposure, my nipples were painfully erect. I almost covered myself but he stopped at the last minute. I could feel Kaiden’s eyes on me, it felt so good that I wanted to revel in it.

“See?” Kaiden murmured, pressing a kiss to my collarbone. “You’re already doing great.”

His hands were all over me now, and I couldn’t help but respond. I was feeling spurred by the praises I was receiving. My hands fumbled with his belt, my movements awkward and unsure. But Kaiden’s hands covered mine, guiding me.

“Like this,” he said, showing me how to undo the buckle.

When I finally managed it, he smiled. “See? Not so hard.”

His cock sprang out and I gasped. I was taken aback by the monstrosity in front of me. I have seen it a lot of times when we were kids but never in our adulthood. My anxious gaze met Kaiden’s.

“What?” The latter questioned

“I didn’t realize you were this big,” so mumbled.

Kaiden scoffed, “it doesn’t fucking matter, it won’t hurt you.”

“I find that hard to believe,” I murmured.

My hands awkwardly dropped from his pants as I swayed, unsure if I wanted to enter this territory. Kaiden shook his head and grabbed my hand, he rubbed it  all over his bare chest and the action elicited a response from his cock.

My hand accidentally brushed his cock and he let out a hiss. I looked up at him just to find him already staring down at me. The look in his eyes should have scared me but it didn’t,

“Get on your knees, Sage,” he ordered.

I obeyed quickly so I was face to face with his cock, I looked expectantly at him.

“Take me into your mouth,”