“Fuck me harder, O! Fuck your dirty cumslut!” Keegan called out.
We stood in the shower, Keeg with his arms and legs spread as I filled him with my cock from behind. I gripped his hair, tugging back, licking and kissing his cheek.
“You feel so fucking good,” I said.
Funny how many fucks we’d shared since that first incredible experience.
How far we’d evolved from the discomfort and worry to me plowing him anywhere in my new rental home, the one I’d situated myself in since I’d made Fever Falls my second home for the past few weeks.
I reached around and stroked Keeg’s cock. “Is my cumslut going to show me his load?”
“Yes, yes, he is!”
I felt his cock contract in my hold as he did just that, stirring my own climax.
I looked down over his shoulder as he shot across my hand and against the tiled wall. I came hard, pushing him tighter against the wall as the shower continued streaming behind us.
“Fuck!” I continued cursing as I came down from the power that had ripped right through me as I unloaded in the condom inside him once again.
I didn’t stay in his ass long. Soon he turned back to me and we were taking in every kiss we could get before having dinner at his family’s. Once we managed to pry away from one another, we scrambled into my bedroom to change. Keeg’s books and laptop were spread across the bed. He’d spent plenty of nights at my place since we’d begun seeing one another—something I wouldn’t have any other way. Not when we had to take advantage of moments between his classes, waiting tables, volunteering at the school and at the shelter, and preparations for the festival.
He searched through the drawer where he stored a few extra clothes to change into when he visited, but I wrapped my arms around him and threw him back onto the bed, forcing a few more kisses on him.
“So greedy for Hot Lips this evening,” he noted. “We’ll have plenty of time once we get back to pick up where we left off.”
“You mean with your studies? Because I’m fairly certain you’ll have your head buried in these books as soon as we get back.”
“Well, if you’d like to review some Chem flashcards with me, I promise to make it worth your while.”
He glanced down at his ass.
“Oh, I like that idea very much,” I confessed. We had so many games we played, which helped him study and fortunately resulted in us both getting off whether he got the answers right or wrong. They weren’t just fun and naughty sex games; they were delicious opportunities to share more time with him...and it certainly didn’t kill me to add a few more factoids to my memory bank.
“And we have to watch another episode ofSchitt’s Creek.”
They were short, funny episodes of a show we’d discovered together on his Netflix subscription, so they were perfect for particularly busy nights like tonight.
Keeg twisted up his face, asking, “You think we could watch moreGame of Thrones?”
“Are you serious? My life isGame of Thrones!”
He burst into a laugh, and some innate part of me inspired me to lick his cheek. He noticed the maneuver but went on as he usually would have. “Your life is so notGame of Thrones…like at all. But please, please, please let me watch the one I’m on.”
“It’s not my fault you refused to watch the series with your friends because you wanted to binge-watch it when the series had finished.”
“Come on. We keep watching those first twenty minutes and then…”
“…and then I have better uses for your body.” I grabbed his cock, which was stiff again. “Jesus, I forgot what it’s like to be young.”
He rolled his eyes. “Yeah, I think my ass can attest to your energy and stamina.”
“I’m certain I’m mostly leeching it off you.”
In some ways it was true. Not because of his age, but because of this fiery chemistry that we kept working up as we continued seeing one another.
“I guess I should be savingGame of Thronesfor when I’m all by my lonesome when you head back to Parlaisa,” Keegan noted.
I’d had to commute occasionally, but I’d managed to stay in Fever Falls more often than not.
