“Not yet,” I grunted, not wanting the pleasure to end.
When Skylar opened his mouth to complain it quickly devolved into a moan because I grabbed his cock. It felt hot and firm in my hand. I pumped it messily in time with my thrusts, and every little moan and cry that came out of Skylar only made my cock harder. His asshole tightened around me and sent electric pleasure shooting down my spine.
I groaned a string of curses. My brain felt fried from arousal. Sweat poured down my forehead and back, and Skylar’s hair was damp with it too, but we didn’t care. Rutting together like animals, all we knew was pleasure.
“Please,” Skylar cried, and I didn’t even know what he was begging for anymore. For me to cum? For me to keep fucking him? Something else?
I pounded into his ass until my body made the decision for me. White-hot pleasure exploded through me, coating every inch. Stars pricked behind my eyes. I shot my load deep into Skylar with a loud, desperate groan. The orgasm was so strong it felt like a tidal wave threatening to knock me out. I came and came, feeling like it would never end.
When I was lucid enough, I remembered to keep pumping Skylar’s cock. As I was carried through the tail-end of my orgasm, I finished off Skylar as well. His body tightened and his back arched. He let out a wailing cry before his cock twitched and a few thick spurts of cum exploded out of him. They coated my hand and Skylar’s belly.
I felt winded and dazed, almost on the verge of blacking out. I took a moment to catch my breath and clear the spots from my vision.
“You okay?” I asked Skylar, whose head had flopped to the side. His chest rose and fell rapidly.
“Yeah,” he said. “Fuck.”
I pulled out of him with a quick pop, making both of us groan. Cum overflowed out of Skylar’s pulsing hole, and if I didn’t feel like passing out, it might have perked up my cock enough for another round.
Instead I laid next to him, making sure he was comfortably laying on a pillow.
“Tissues on bedside if you need ‘em,” I mumbled as I flopped down on the pillow next to his.
“Thanks.” As he cleaned up a little, he huffed a laugh. “Are those for when you jerk off?”
I raised a brow. “And so what if they are?”
“Nothing.” Skylar looked smug.
“What’s that face for? Are you making fun of me?”
“No,” he said. “Just thinking about how you won’t ever need to do that again.”
My brows raised as the meaning of his words sunk in. “Oh. I see.”
My cock twitched, almost coming back to life.
He giggled and tossed the used tissues into the waste bin before rolling towards me with a sigh that felt warm against my bare chest. I huddled closer, putting an arm around him.
“I’m gonna steal a line of yours,” Skylar said.
“Huh?”
His lip quirked. “I meant what I said earlier.”
“And what’s that?”
“When I said I loved you.”
My heart fluttered like a bird taking flight.
“And what was it I said in return?” I asked mischievously, kissing his forehead. “Was it,I love you too?”
Skylar smiled so brightly it nearly lit up the darkness of the room. “I think it was something like that.”
15
Skylar
