Page 83 of The Guy Next Door
I hook my legs around him for support as he keeps fucking me.
Something about this angle makes him feel like he’s getting in even deeper, and each thrust is like he’s hitting the trigger to a web of nerves radiating out through my body.
Leif’s kisses are wild, a frenzy of licks, sucks, and nibbles. He’s out of control, and I fucking love it. As he pants, beads of cool water mixed with warm sweat drip onto my face and chest.
“You gotta come. I’m about to shoot,” he warns before nibbling at my neck.
The pressure’s so intense. With every slap of our flesh against each other, the urgency becomes that much more unbearable.
“I’m about to blow. Do it,” I say, which has Leif pistoning his hips like he was just waiting for permission. The intensity of his movements, how they strike that spot, is too much for me. I reach for my cock to end my agony, but before I can grab hold of it, my ass grips Leif’s cock as white streaks soar from the head, striking my abs. I throw my head back and redirect the hand I was going to jerk off with to his nipple, offering the subtlest of pinches.
Leif delivers a final thrust before I feel him swell inside me.
“That’s right,” I say, chuckling. “Come inside me, Leif. Come inside your short king.”
He gasps for air before snickering with me. I’m not sure if it’s from my comment or if it’s because he’s so stunned by what we just did…and how much he clearly enjoyed it.
He kisses me again, and we cling to each other, thanking one another for the experience with our lips and tongues.
When our mouths part, I rub my nose against his, loving how he’s still buried in me. “I think I needed that more than I realized.”
With that out of the way, we get back to cleaning off in the shower, and then we turn on a movie. As we lie in bed, with my arms and legs locked around him, his hands gravitate to my ass.
“That was lovely earlier,” he says. “Didn’t realize my power top would be such a power bottom.”
“Now that you opened Pandora’s box, you’re not gonna be able to stop.” I’m not playing either. It’s like my prostate was lying dormant, and now that he’s woken it, I’m already feeling like I want another go as soon as we recover from that first session.
He beams like he’s thinking the same thing. “And I noticed you just took a shower, and you cleaned that hole real good, but you didn’t go to the restroom.”
“Go to the restroom?” I laugh. “Is that you being discreet?”
“You have me inside you still.” His grin expands.
“I wanted to keep it a little longer.”
He scoots closer until his leg presses up against mine, then slides his hand down my inner thigh, back behind my balls. His fingers find my hole, which he massages gently.
“And you thinkI’ma pervert?” I say.
He pulls his fingers back to his face and gives a lick before returning them to the same spot. My ass clenches, my cock stiffening.
“Maybe that’s one of the things I’m attracted to,” he says, his voice lower than usual.
He slides his fingers away and grips my ass cheek, then offers a soft peck against my throat.
Despite the pleasurable experience we just shared, now so far from the afterglow of our fuck, reality creeps back in.
“So,” I say, “what you said earlier… Are you really ready for your parents to find out about us?”
He pulls away, tilting his head. “Why are you asking?”
“It was hot in the moment when we kissed in the neighborhood, but I don’t want you to do anything that’ll put you on bad terms with your folks. Especially right now.”
“I don’t think they’ll think twice about me going out with a guy.”
I chuckle; it’s a relief to hear. “But how about when they find out that guy is me?”
“But they like you. I can’t imagine they’ll have any issues with us seeing each other. Even if they did, they don’t get to decide who my boyfriend is.”