I don’t even need lube, Alex is so wet, his sweetness is copiously dripping from him.
"It’ll be better soon, baby… sweetheart," I murmur soothingly, stroking his stomach and thighs while my other hand gently massages his cock.
Ignoring my still-knotted, throbbing dick, I slide the dildo into Alex and aim for his prostate.
This’ll be his fourth orgasm, not much by his standards or expectations, but I hope it’ll tide him over and improve his mood.
I start moving the dildo inside him, massaging his sweet spot. After two minutes of trembling, mumbling, and flushed cheeks, Alex comes again, white droplets splattering across his stomach.
I see the relief wash over his face immediately, tension melting away, relaxation taking its place.
I pull the dildo out, and he slowly sits up.
His eyes lock onto my knot.
Alex folds his hands in front of him,
"I’m sorry, Bay… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be such a selfish brat!"
"Don’t worry, sunshine," I mumble, staring helplessly at the bulge halfway down my cock. "I’m just as shocked as you are, I have no idea what to do about this."
Alex scratches his chin, then says, "I didn’t know knots could show up before glands even mature!"
He digs his phone out of the pocket of his shorts lying nearby and taps away at the screen. A few seconds later, he turns it toward me, showing me an article.
"They call it a ‘ghost knot’. Sometimes it happens about three months before the glands fully develop."
I take the phone and study the information for a moment.
"So… this is finally happening," I say, slightly dazed, lifting my eyes to meet Alex’s.
Alex nods with a smile.
"Phew. I was starting to feel weird about it: Snow’s glands matured between sixteen and seventeen. I’m eighteen and still nothing!"
Meanwhile, his small hand gently traces the surface of my knot. He tilts his head, smiling subtly.
It feels amazing. I let out a soft sigh, and Alex’s eyes lock onto mine.
He shifts closer, kneeling beside me,
"Ever heard of thigh sex?" he purrs, toying with the tip of his nipple. "Maybe… you could give it a try…?"
Alex glances back at me with a flirtatious look, turning his back and arching his ass toward me, his pink hole wide open and inviting. At the same time, he spreads his thighs just enough and gently pats his left leg.
"C’mon… Try it. It might be fun," he teases.
I bite my lip. I can’t deny, I was close to coming before the knot swelled, and while I don’t get mood swings like Alex if I don’t finish, I’m definitely on edge.
Eager, I grab the lube from the nightstand, we rarely use it, since Alex never needs it, and slick up my cock. Alex tightens his legs, pressing his knees together, positioning himself almost like he’s on all fours, except I’m angled to the side so our hips line up.
I start pushing my cock between his clenched thighs.
It’s not as tight as his hole, but it’s far from bad, especially as I rock back and forth, my thick knot getting a damn good massage between his legs, the lube making everything slick.
A moment later, I grip his slim waist and really get to work, my knot grinding between his thighs hard. I can feel it, I’m about to come…
Just as the first spurts of cum start shooting out, Alex whips around and presses his lips to my tip, sucking up every drop. His hands work my knot at the same time, stroking and milking it to prolong the orgasm.
