Nelson smiles widely, pure excitement in his eyes. "You've never been to a Hargraves cookout. Oh, it's a whole thing. There will be people from neighboring farms, extended family, friends of all of ours, even friends of friends will show up. Our cookouts usually gather about sixty people or so by the end of the day. Everyone brings a dish with them and we set up a few picnic tables outside. We'll do a bonfire for those that hang out past sunset."
I smile at the excitement in his voice. I know he loves his family and seeing him excited about being around that many people makes me happy. I reach over and rest my hand on his leg. It's a bit of a stretch across the console, but I manage. He drops his hand to cover mine and squeezes.
"Do you mind stopping by my place so I can grab some more clothes?" He nods. I press my luck. "Then, can we get some ice cream on the way back your place?"
"So needy," Nelson says, but he's smiling. I beam back at him, knowing he's already going to stop.
Chapter Nineteen
Bennettkissesmethesecond we're inside his apartment. I hear the lock flick but Bennett is spinning us around and all I can think about is his lips on mine. His hands in my hair. His body pressing me into the wall. It's Thursday and we just finished class half an hour ago. Our families converge tomorrow. I don't know about Bennett, but I want to take advantage of being alone. I have to go back to the farm in a couple of hours to help with the animals and to set up the tables for Saturday. But that's a few hours away. This is right now.
My shirt is untucked and I can feel Bennett's fingers working my belt and jeans open. We move a few feet into the apartment, working on shedding our clothes without breaking the kiss as much as possible. I've been in this apartment a few times, only briefly though. We finally make it to the bedroom. Bennett is naked and I'm working on getting there.
"You or me today?" Bennett asks simply. I smile and roll my eyes at him.
"Me," I say. "You got it last time."
Bennett laughs and shrugs. "That was your fault. I said we could switch."
"It was too late to stop." I kick my jeans to the side and get on the bed while Bennett moves to the bedside table and grabs what he needs. I try to stay mindful we are in an apartment and not in my house as his fingers start stretching me open. Bennett seems to be doing everything to make me make noise, though. "You're a menace," I grunt through my teeth, glancing over my shoulder at him.
He grins back at me. "Just making you feel as good as I can."
Bennett kisses up my spine as he adds a third finger. I hold myself up with one hand and reach down to my own cock for a few tugs. Just to relieve a bit of the already growing pressure. Bennett's hand knocks mine away and he clicks his tongue just beside my ear. "This is mine today," Bennett whispers. "No touching."
"What are you doing?" I turn my head to see Bennett knee-walking to the edge of the mattress. He motions for me to roll onto my back and scoot to meet him at the edge. Bennett kisses my lips as he sinks into me. He swallows my moan on the first thrust. His hands hold my knees apart, giving him all the access he needs. I'm at his mercy in this position and fucking love it. His thrusts feel deeper, harder, with him standing over me like this. "God, that feels so good, Bennett."
He picks up his pace, skin slapping skin as he rams into me again and again. It's rough, quick, dirty. Exactly what I'm growing to love from him. He's fucked me slow before, taken his time to put all my senses into overdrive. But this roughness, this way of him taking what he wants, makes me feel like I'm the most important person in the moment. It makes me feel smaller than I am, younger than I am.
"I'm going to come," Bennett warns. He drops one of my legs and tugs on my cock quickly. His nail digs into my slit, thenhe's tugging on my balls and pressing against my taint. I shiver when his fingertips glide over the stretched skin where his cock is pounding into me. My eyes roll as a round of precum dribbles from my cock. "Come on, Nelson. Fuck, baby. I'm going to come. I'm…"
His thrusts go uneven and I can see his muscles tensing. I know that expression on his face, the way his body reacts just before his orgasm hits. I'm close, but I know he's going to come before me this time if I don't change our position. I push him away, missing his cock immediately. I move quickly, pulling Bennett down onto the bed. I climb over him, positioning my ass over his cock and sinking down in one move. We both gasp at the change in position.
"Oh holy fuck," Bennett says. I mirror the sentiment, rising up a few inches before dropping back down. My vision goes white with the angle, his head grazing my prostate over and over. I know I'm moaning loudly, but I don't care a bit. My fingers dig into his chest as his grip my hips tightly. The sensation is overwhelming and without much warning, my cock pulses over and over again as the orgasm hits. Bennett stills underneath me, moaning as his also hits him.
We take our time before separating from each other. Despite the one that just got fucked, I have to help Bennett out of the bed. He's being dramatic and I'm practically carrying him to the shower. We both laugh at the obvious trail of clothes from the front door to the bedroom. I turn the water on and let it warm up before we step in together. Bennett's shower isn't big, but we've learned to make it work. We've been sharing a shower every time for weeks now.
Bennett takes over once again and washes my body for me. I notice that he now has the same body wash and shampoo that I use. I don't know if that's for my sake or because he loves thesmell. We end up making out under the spray of the water before getting out and dressed.
"Did you want to go to the house?" I ask an hour later when we turn off the main road and onto the farm. I need to help with setting up and feeding the animals. We haven't discussed what we're going to tell our families about us yet, so I'm okay if he wants to sneak away to the house undetected. He shakes his head, though, surprising me.
"I'll meet them officially, if that's okay with you. I think it'll be better we get us out of the way before everything else this weekend."
I smile and kiss the back of Bennett's hand. We park the truck outside the main house, next to Charlie's. I leave the windows rolled down and the keys on the console. I have no fear of someone stealing my truck here. Everyone's car is here so I know they're all home. Clark walks out the front door just as we reach the stairs.
He pauses and I see a flash of confusion and then recognition on his face. "Mister Murray?"
"Hey, Clark." We finish walking up the steps. "How are you doing?"
"I'm good. Why are you here?" Clark seems to finally register that I'm standing beside Bennett. Another second of silence goes by before he gasps and waves a finger between the two of us. "Is this who you've been sneaking around for the past couple weeks? The one you told me about but wouldn't say who?"
"Okay, now. You're not my mother, Clark." I swat at his hand, but he's too quick and takes a step back. A familiar voice sounds from behind him.
"He might not be, but I am your mother." My mom's face appears in the doorway. I'm surprised, because they weren't supposed to be here until tomorrow. "Who is this, Nelson?"
The rest of the family seems to sense that something is going on and soon enough, all seven of us are on the porch together. I take Bennett's hand in mind. "Everyone, this is Bennett. My boyfriend. Bennett, this is everyone. My mom, dad, Charlie, Joyce, and you know Clark."
"How does he know Clark?" Charlie asks. He's more curious sounding than suspicious.
