Echo by Sol Crafter

didn't work out with Anderson, he wanted to at least walk away with a whole new set of experiences. If he was going to give his virginity to someone, he wanted it to be memorable. And he really liked Anderson.
    Glancing down at himself quickly, he figured he looked passable. Especially if they were going to do what he kind of thought they were going to do.
    He felt a nervous lump forming in his belly, but tried to ignore it as he went to find Anderson.
    He found the other man in the large living room sitting on the dark colored couch. His hair was still damp, but he'd lit a fire and managed to scrounge up a bottle of wine, glasses, a plate of toast points, and a creamy green spread in a black dish.
    "Where'd you get the food?" Cole asked curiously, coming to sit next to him.
    The lights were turned low, but in the flicker of the firelight Anderson looked incredible. "Do you think that when she was decorating this place, Laura would forget to stock the kitchen with food? There's no way she would let us starve to death." As he spoke, Anderson busily slathered green spread on a toast point.
    Cole accepted it with just a hint of nervousness, but gamely took a bite. Flavor exploded across his tongue and he couldn't help a moan of delight, his eyes falling half shut.
    "Yeah, that's how I sounded the first time I tried Laura's spinach-artichoke spread," Anderson sounded like he was fighting off a laugh.
    Cole didn't care. He was completely focused on getting the toast point into his stomach. He even licked his fingers clean when he was done, not wanting to waste a single bit of flavor.
    Anderson shook his head. "All you had to do is say something and I'd give you more." He started preparing another and handed it to him. Their fingers brushed in passing and Cole couldn't help the jolt that went up through his arm.
    A smile quirked Anderson's lips as he munched on his own toast point. "This is delicious," he almost purred.
    Cole felt his cheeks going hot and it spread to cover his entire body. " This is delicious ," he echoed. "Why do I get the feeling that you're flirting with me?" He smiled.
    "Because I am," Anderson said, popping the last of his toast point in his mouth and pouring white wine into the two glasses. He passed one to Cole, clinked their rims together quickly, and drained his in one swallow.
    Cole raised an eyebrow. " Because I am . You are almost painfully honest, aren't you?"
    "Just with you," Anderson said, smirking. He set his wine glass on the end table and leaned across the intervening space to press a kiss against the side of Cole's neck. "What do you think about the idea of us fooling around?"
    " What do you think about the idea of us fooling around? I guess we could do that," Cole said as casually as he could manage considering how nervous he was.
    As Anderson began kissing down his neck, Cole moved his arms out of the way to give him better access. And when Anderson's hands grabbed the edge of his shirt and lifted it up, he concentrated just on keeping from spilling his glass. Though it was a real struggle when Anderson began peppering kisses all over his chest, nipping at his nipples with his teeth, and he barely managed to set his drink down on the floor close to the couch.
    He'd read enough to know the basics of what to expect, but there were still quite a few things he wasn't completely sure about. But Anderson kept it to a nice pace, giving him time to adapt to each new sensation as it happened.
    They necked on the couch for a while and somehow they both ended up out of their shirts and Cole's pants disappeared somewhere. He barely noticed as he wallowed in the sensation of hands moving across his skin and Anderson's lips trying to press kisses on every piece of his body.
    And when Anderson hesitated minutely over taking off Cole's underwear, silently seeming to ask him for permission, he didn't hesitate to moan, "Yes!" and shove them down himself.
    His cock was so hard that it was almost painful and he