“Fuck, Alex.”
Ty’s breathy whimper has my cock leaking, the need to bury myself deep inside him overwhelming my senses. As I add a third finger, Ty pushes by against me, grabbing hold of his dick at the same time.
“Where’s the towel?”
I grab it and hand it to him. “Here.”
Tyler blindly stretches the small hand towel beneath him and begins stroking his cock. “Alex… I’m gonna come soon.”
“Don’t.” I extract my fingers and slick myself up. Watching my cock slide inside his body, his ring stretching around me as he takes every inch I give him, nearly sets me off.
“Oh God,” Ty whimpers, falling down on his chest, his hand on his own cock faltering in its rhythm. “You feel bigger.”
“I do?” I rasp, barely hanging on to what little control I have.
“Yeah.”
I sink in a fraction deeper, stilling inside him, my balls heavy and resting against his. “Fuck, I’m not gonna last, Ty.”
I can feel my orgasm already rising, and I dig my fingertips into his hips. How does this feel so fucking good? I’ve never felt so out of control before, usually able to last through various positions before climaxing. But right now, my dick is enveloped by Ty’s hot, slick tunnel, not even moving, and it’s about to go over the edge with or without my permission.
“Me neither.”
My balls tighten just as my impending release surges from root to tip. “Shit.”
Without a single thrust, my legs go weak and my orgasm hits, blinding me with bursts of bright pleasure. I tighten my grip, trying to push in deeper. A hushed grunt falls out of Ty as his tunnel clenches around me, greedily milking my pulsating dick. I don’t bother trying to move as I empty myself inside him while doing everything in my power to remain standing as well as quiet. It’s almost impossible. My legs wobble beneath me, nearly boneless.
I blink and let my head flop back as some of my strength returns. Slowly, I slip out of him. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to come so fast. It just hit me.”
“That’s okay. Mine did too,” Ty pants, his glasses askew with his face half-buried in the sheets. “Quick and dirty now. Slow and loving later.” He pushes himself upright and fixes his glasses. Grabbing the towel that caught the evidence of his own orgasm, he wipes himself clean. “Now that that’s out of the way, I need to finish my paper. It’s due this Friday.”
After tucking myself into my underwear and pulling up my jeans, I grab his face and draw him in for a kiss. As our lips meet, heat begins a slow build up in my groin again. Ty melts into me, then abruptly pulls back with a grunt.
“Alex. I need you to stop, or I won’t get any work done.” Ty sidesteps me, pulling up his pants in the process and putting a little space between us.
“You have until Friday. That’s four whole days from now.”
“Alex.”
“Sorry. I know. I didn’t mean to distract. Honestly. I’ll leave you be so you can finish.”
I zip up and button my jeans, wondering what’s come over me. I know he needs to finish his project, but something about Ty is messing with my brain, more so than usual. It doesn’t help that he’s looking at me, still wearing those damn glasses that just up his sexiness factor, with a subtle heat in his gaze.
A knock on the door makes us both jump.
“Tyler? Alex? You in there?” Dad calls through the door.
“Yeah,” I answer, heading for the door.
Ty’s eyes widen and he hurries to toss the towel in the hamper just as I pull the door open. From the corner of my eye, I see Tyler casually resume his study spot on the bed.
“We were just talking,” I say.
Dad looks at Tyler. “Everything okay, Tyler? You seemed upset after dinner.”
Tyler lifts his gaze from his laptop. “Everything’s fine. Just have a major project to finish up is all.”
“Okay, well, Lydia and I are going to make some popcorn and watch a movie. You’re welcome to join us if you have time.”
