The next abandoned town we come across is as bleak as my current mood. Rotting leaves and animal claw marks are the only signs of life.
We take shelter in a dingy little blue house with intact windows. Rex shakes out the musty bedding, then piles on every tattered blanket he can scrounge up.
"Eat first, then take a quick nap," he instructs, voice raspy and weak. "I'll search around, see if I can find better winter gear."
“I can help.”
“You get the fuck under the covers. Don’t argue with me, boy.”
While I want to ignore him, my body sinks farther into the mattress as exhaustion sets in. Hard.
He hands me some dried-out meat and nuts. “Eat up.”
“Fuck off.”
“Don’t start.”
And of course, the asshole stares at me, arms crossed over his chest until I finish every last bite.
When I’m done, I burrow into the mountain of moth-eaten blankets on the creaky bed. Rex tucks them snugly around me before heading out. Only he releases another cough, and my eyes go wide. “Old man, maybe you should lay the fuck down too.”
He snorts and walks out the bedroom door. I should follow him, only my eyes drift shut instead.
When he crawls in behind me, I crack my eyes open, and the sun is setting outside.
"Thought it was supposed to be a quick nap," I mumble, trying to sound accusatory but just sounding groggy.
“I lied.”
I roll over and find him completely naked, his dick hard.
My pulse kicks up at the sight, mouth agape.
He runs his rough hands over my hips and thighs, igniting sparks everywhere he touches as he pulls off my jeans causing my eyelids to flutter. "Eager tonight, aren't we?"
I snort, even as I arch into his touch. As much as I grumble about it, I can never resist when he wants me. "You're the eager one. I was sleeping."
Rex nips my shoulder, big hands palming my stiffening cock. "Behave yourself and I'll give you what you need."
I moan loudly. My stubborn asshole knows he's got me wrapped around his finger.
Shit.
Did I really just think of him as mine?
He dips his head toward mine and I tense up, heart bursting into a panicked staccato as I turn my face away to avoid his seeking mouth.
He falters just a second, lips barely grazing my jaw before he backs off. "Message received."
I open my mouth but can’t seem to find the words. I’m still trying to figure things out, get comfortable with the feelings I have. Kissing would just make everything more overwhelming.
I think.
Never been kissed, so I could be wrong.
But Rex just moves along, nudging my legs apart and settling between them on his elbows as he takes my cock in both hands, twisting and stroking.
I moan raggedly at the onslaught of sensation, my hips already bucking uncontrollably into his grip, all thoughts gone.
