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That evening, Drew lay spread-eagled on Ash’s enormous king-size bed. Through heavy-lidded eyes he watched as Ash kissed a path down his chest to the line of hair that led a trail from his belly button to disappear beneath his boxers. Who would have ever thought he’d be lying here in a man’s bed, reveling in kisses so intense he could barely breathe? Ash dipped his tongue into Drew’s belly button, and he groaned, all thoughts fleeing his mind as pleasure and lust surged through him. A large, warm palm caressed Drew’s cock through his thin boxer shorts, then tugged them down, allowing his erection to spring free. The coolness of the air conditioner hit his fevered skin, causing him to shiver with delight.
“That feel good, baby?” Ash whispered, his cheek resting on Drew’s thigh as he stroked Drew’s cock with a strong hand. Drew arched up into his touch.
“Incredible. Don’t stop.” Drew couldn’t help thrusting into Ash’s hand harder and harder, his cock leaking wetness from the head. He never remembered his erections being so easy to come by. It seemed now all Ash had to do was look at him, and he was aching and swollen with need. “Faster.”
Ash chuckled. “Not so fast. The pleasure is better if you prolong the wait.” He laid off for a moment, then straddled Drew, his large powerful thighs entrapping Drew’s lower body. “I love to see you under me, begging for it.” Ash sat back on his haunches, then took Drew’s cock all the way into his mouth.
Drew almost came on the spot. The heat, wetness, and friction of Ash’s talented mouth had him babbling incoherently, desperate for release. It didn’t take long for his blood to heat past the boiling point. With a cry, Drew’s body arched off the bed, and he came deep within Ash’s mouth. His vision faded to black as the shattering orgasm left him boneless, sated, and half-dead with pleasure.
After several minutes, he finally caught his breath. “My God, Ash, what you do to me.” He blindly reached out his hand, unable to even open his eyes. A smile tugged at his lips when he felt Ash’s palm slide up to hold his hand, entwining their fingers. Lovemaking had never been so intense, so personal like this. He cracked open one eye to see Ash stretched out next to him, sporting a very large, lonely cock.
“I want you, Ash.” Drew reached out and traced the tip of Ash’s cock, tickling the slit, smearing the wetness that pulsed out at his touch. “I want you inside me.”
Those magical silvery eyes flashed diamond bright. “You aren’t still sore after last night? I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Please, I need you in me.” Drew leaned over and kissed Ash. “Fuck me hard. Make me feel.” He turned over on his stomach and got up on his knees and elbows. Ash rolled over and pulled open the drawer of the night table. Condoms and a small bottle of lube sailed in the air, landing next to Drew.
“I can’t wait to have that sexy ass of yours, baby.”
Drew closed his eyes as a throb of pleasure almost choked him. Although he’d just experienced an intense orgasm, his cock began to stiffen. “Please,” he whispered over and over. “Please, touch me, love me.”
“Oh, baby, I’m gonna love you so hard they’re gonna hear you in the next building,” Ash crooned to him in that slight Southern accent that never failed to drive him wild. The feel of those strong fingers massaging the cheeks of his ass had Drew whimpering.
“More, Ash, more.” He didn’t care if he begged. He needed Ash inside him. When those cool slicked fingers brushed his hole and pressed inside, Drew almost wept with relief. “God, yes, please, now, Ash. Now.”
But Ash didn’t listen, merely kissed down the curve of his back and continued to twist those taunting, wicked fingers inside him, brushing his gland, once, twice, three times now, until Drew saw stars and he almost screamed from both the white-hot pleasure and frustration.
“Fuck me, goddamn it.”
Finally he heard the condom package rip, and within moments, the thick broad head of Ash’s erection was probing at his entrance. Not wanting to wait another minute, he pushed back, hissing as it breached his newly opened channel.
“Baby, are you all right?” Ash stopped moving, the concern in his voice evident.
“Yes, more, I want all of you.” He was gasping for air and pushed back even as Ash slid in with care. Drew had no idea why he was so turned on, but the feel of Ash’s cock was like a drug he’d been craving for hours. When Ash was finally seated firmly in place, his thick cock snug within Drew’s passage, Drew knew the meaning of coming home.
This was where he was meant to be, and no one would ever tell Drew otherwise. Ash moved then, sliding into him with long slow strokes, holding on to Drew’s hips as he thrust. “Ash, harder. I’m not gonna break.”
Ash leaned over him, biting his ear. “Okay, baby, you asked for it. I’m so crazy for you. I can’t believe you’re really here in my bed.” He thrust hard, kissing him down his back. Ash snapped his hips over and over, and Drew moaned, hardly able to control the passion surging through his body.
Ash’s strokes grew deeper, and once again, Drew experienced the pleasure-pain until, without even touching himself, he came harder than he ever had before, shooting creamy ribbons into Ash’s pristine sheets. Only the strength of Ash’s arms prevented him up from collapsing onto the bed, and he knew from the frantic lunges of his cock inside him that Ash was close.
“Baby, you’re incredible. So real, so fucking perfect. Oh God.” Ash let go, and Drew could feel him coming inside the condom, pulsing and twitching as he emptied himself out. Ash’s body shuddered, and he draped over Drew, completely spent. Drew loved the feeling of Ash’s strong, heavy body on top of him. To him it was a sign of Ash’s trust, knowing he could give himself so completely and relax.
Ash lay on his back and pulled Drew on top of him. When he met Ash’s eyes, Drew almost lost his breath at the emotion he saw shimmering in their depths. “What is it? You look almost sad, while I feel incredible.” He laid his head down in that sweet space where Ash’s neck met his shoulder, and as Drew had hoped, Ash’s arm came around him to hold him even tighter.
They lay together, holding one another as their breathing steadied and the world refocused on its axis. Drew reveled in the soreness of his newly opened body. It proved he was alive, living how he wanted to for once. He burrowed into Ash’s arms, comforted by their strength.
The rumble of Ash’s deep voice broke the quiet. “I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you. You’re everything good in this world, and when I’m with you, the pain gets pushed to the side. But when I’m alone, all I can think of is how I failed everyone.”
“Who, you mean Luke and Brandon?” Drew asked.
“Yes. They must hate me. That’s why they never tried to find me.”
In that unconscious move Drew had come to know so well, Ash rubbed the numerous scars that ran up and down his arms. Fortunately there didn’t seem to be any fresh cuts. “Hey, look at me.” Drew tangled his fingers in Ash’s hair, forcing Ash to meet his gaze. “Why do you still do it? Hurt yourself, I mean?”
“To remind me how I’ve failed everyone. And to tell myself I control what I do with my body, and no one else will ever touch me again unless I want them to.” His voice sounded curiously dead and flat, but younger and so very vulnerable. “I’ve tried to put it all behind me, all the horror that lives inside me, but it’s like a leech sucking at me, and it won’t let go. I thought that if I hurt myself, all my pain would fade away finally, but it didn’t work. The pain waits for me from when I wake up in the morning, and it’s still there when I close my eyes.”
