"I'm good," he says after a few moments. "You can keep going."
I give him a soft thrust, testing that he really is okay. His answering moan is all I need to hear before I let my reservations go and fuck him with earnest. His body grips me perfectly and soon he's thrusting backward, meeting me with a slap of skin each time. Both of us are cursing, encouraging each other to keep going, faster, harder. I can feel my orgasm already building and as much as I'm enjoying this, I keep in mind that I want him to fuck me before I come.
"Oh shit! Yes, right there. Nelson, please." Bennett leans back against me and wraps an arm around my neck. His panting iswarm against the side of my face. I wrap one arm around him, the other around his cock. He's slick with precum and I feel his ass tighten around my dick when I start jacking him off roughly. "Baby, you are so fucking good at this. Right there. So good."
"You need to…" Thrust. "Tell me when…" Thrust. "You're close, Bennett."
"Another minute," he says between my thrusts. "And we can switch. Oh god, fuck, baby."
I want to pick up my pace, to slam into him. Chase the pleasure that's making my balls draw up. I've never enjoyed fucking someone so much until now.
"Out, Nelson. I'm about…" He sucks in a deep breath when I still deep inside him. He shifts his position, pulling off of my cock and turning around to face me before I can fully register what's happening. His hand presses against my chest and knocks me onto my back. I spread my legs, watching him work quickly to get the condom open and on his cock. I lift my legs, holding the backs of my knees, as he positions himself. He takes over holding my legs as he presses his slicked up cock to my hole. I blindly take the condom off my own dick and toss it somewhere off the bed. I'll clean it up later.
"Oh fuck yes!" I draw the words out as his dick stretches me. It feels like he's splitting me in half as he moves slowly, rocking back and forth until his groin is flush against my ass. Everything feels so perfect. I wrap my hand around my cock, twisting on every upstroke, matching my movements with Bennett's thrusts.
"Does that feel good, baby?" I open my eyes to see Bennett watching me. He smiles, but his face is full of concentration. I let my eyes wander, watch his abs contract as he thrusts in and out quickly. He's all muscle right now and I can't get enough of everything in this moment. "Are you going to come on my cock? Make a mess that I can clean up with my tongue, baby."
My whole body shudders with his dirty talk. He tilts his head back as he picks up the pace with his thrusts. I can barely speak. It's barely enough for me to take what he's giving, the pleasure that is coursing through my body is taking over my mind. I'm chasing my orgasm full speed, grunts and moans escaping my lips, like I can't decide if it's too much or just perfect. I wrap my legs around Bennett's body to hold him close to me and bare down just as my orgasm explodes throughout my body.
I gasp, my fingers clawing at blanket below us as ropes of cum shoot from my slit. I can feel my heartbeat in my ears, the blood rushing through my body. Bennett is cursing, his thrusts erratic but strong. I feel my body shifting on the mattress as he falls forward onto his hands and continues to pound into me.
"I'm coming, baby. Fuck, I'm…" His words cut off with a moan and he buries his cock as deep as he can. I swear I can feel him pulsing into the condom as his orgasm hits. After a few seconds, his full weight lands on my chest. We're both totally spent. I muster up enough energy for just one sentence.
"We're doing that again."
"Towel me, please." Bennett sticks his hand out from around the shower curtain and wiggles his fingers. I turn around and grab his towel, a dark blue one, and hand it over. Mine is hanging next to his, a shade of green that reminds me of the forest. I go back to brushing my teeth. There's a few small noises behind the curtain and then Bennett pushes it to the side. I glance over, eyes widening when I realize that he isn't covered at all. He'scurrently using the towel to dry his hair, leaving the lower half of his body completely exposed.
Not that I'm complaining.
I rinse out my mouth while Bennett steps out of the shower and starts drying the rest of his body off.
"Do you have a shirt I can borrow?" Bennett asks as he runs the towel down one leg. I watch him, getting lost in thoughts of him bent over like that. I swear, since that first shared hand job, I haven't been able to satiate my own sex drive. "Nelson? Hello?"
I shake my head, letting the vision of Bennett fade from my mind. Of course, the real naked Bennett is still standing in front of me. He is wiping the towel down his chest now. "Sorry, what?"
Bennett's smile is knowing and he drops the towel and takes a step toward me. "I thought you were a one and done for the day kind of guy, Mister Hargraves."
"I thought I was too," I admit. I hold my arms out and pull him in until he's flush against my own body. I'm only wearing a pair of briefs. "You must be magic or something, though. I can't stop thinking about you."
"And how do you think about me?"
"Do I need to take you back to the bed and show you again?" I kiss his nose and he lets out the cutest giggle. It catches both of us off guard and I laugh while his cheeks turn a bright red. I tap my finger against his nose and smile. "I want more of that."
"You have an open house to get to," Bennett says. I know he's changing the subject, but it is true. There's a house that looks promising that I'm touring today. I know I've been avoiding putting in offers this summer, but now that it's August, I need to get serious about looking.
I leave Bennett to brush his teeth and move to the closet in the bedroom. I grab two shirts, laying one out on the bed for Bennett. I'm buckling my belt when he walks into the bedroom,still barely dressed. He moves to the duffel bag at the foot of the bed and picks it up.
"Don't read too much into this," I say. "But I can clear out one of these drawers so you don't have to keep all your clothes in a bag."
Bennett nods, but I catch the smile on his face before he turns around to get dressed. We're in my truck ten minutes later, heading toward the main road. I keep a look out for Clark or my brother as we drive past the house. I don't see Clark's car in the drive so he's probably out with friends. I'm not sure what Charlie and Joyce have going on today.
"Are you excited to see this house?" Bennett asks when we're halfway to the place. "I saw the pictures of it. The backyard looks nice."
"Snooping over my shoulder again?" I ask, glancing over at him. Bennett just shrugs. "I like it. It's similar to where I'm at now, so I think that'll be a plus."
Bennett switches between the radio stations with each song. I've had this truck for two years and not once has the station been changed. It's cute because despite the three different stations he changes between, he sings along with every song that comes on. His voice is definitely meant for teaching, not singing, but I enjoy it anyway.
The house is on the other side of the city, still on the outskirts so there isn't much traffic going by and the houses are spaced a bit further apart. There are a few cars parked along the road and balloons signaling the open house. We get out of the truck and walk across the street together. The realtor I've been working with greets me with a handshake.
