I turn the shower off and guide him out, offering him a towel. After drying off, we both go to the bed. I push the comforter on the floor. It's covered in our juices from our earlier activities. I bring over the blanket that's on my chair. As we bury ourselves under the blanket, I don't have the chance to speak or move before we both fall asleep.
Opening my eyes, it's still dark out, so I check my phone. I must have only had a couple of hours of sleep. I hear a soft snore next to me where I greedily take in Aaron laying sprawled out on his stomach.
I run my gaze over his strong back that glows from the hint of moonlight shining into the room from the gap in my curtains. My eyes lock onto that juicy bubble butt of his. The dip in his lower back makes the perfect curve, enhancing the roundness of his ass cheeks. Of course, after this short perusal, I'm hard, and I want back inside him. He told me to do anything I want, so I will.
I move onto my side and glide my fingers in between his crack. He has a little cum that has leaked out and his hole is still a little loose, but not enough to take me. I remove my fingers and he mumbles in his sleep, turning his head towards me. Eyes closed, lips parted, he looks so much younger like this. Life isn't wearing down that beautiful face of his. I scoff at myself. When do I ever use that word?Beautiful.
Looking back down at his body, I get distracted again by his peachy ass and grab the lube from my nightstand. I coat my fingers and dick, then as quietly as I can, I maneuver myself above him with my knees to either side of his thighs. Quickly, I check him and find that he is still sound asleep.
Using three of my now lube-coated fingers, I slowly press them into his tight heat and have to bite back the moan that wants to leave me. He is the tightest thing I have ever felt, so warm and snug. He moves beneath me, mumbling again as he wiggles his ass and falls back into restful sleep.
Removing my fingers, I aim the tip of my dick at his now sloppy hole, and push in slowly but firmly. Fuck. He feels so fucking good around my cock. Warm, tight, and wet. I start to move in long and slow thrusts, rolling my hips against him as I lean my body over him. That seems to do the trick.
Aaron jolts his head up on a loud gasp. “What the hell?” he says and with his half-closed eyes, still partly asleep, he looks over his shoulder at me and groans.
“Fuck, Lev,” he sobs, pushing his ass back onto me. “You can fuck me harder than that.”
He’s a sassy thing. Pushing his face into my pillow, I place my hand on the back of his neck and move hard and fast. The only sounds in the room are panting and groaning, along with the slapping of my hips against his ass. The need to cum festers in my balls, so I stop and pull back.
“Hands and knees. Now.”
He immediately does as I say, legs wide apart, ass in air and that gorgeous arc of his back, tempting me further as it highlights those round full globes. I line up my dick at his entrance and slam back into him, pulling his hips toward me on every thrust. Moving his hand underneath himself, he jerks his dick in quick hard strokes. “Lev, need to cum.”
A growl comes up from my throat, the tingling sensation that was in my balls increases as I tilt my pelvis, on the edge of cumming. It builds into an overwhelming pressure, which is about to blow.
“Cum, doe, cum on my cock.”
“Oh shit, yes…yesssss.”
His hole tightens around my dick as he cums over his hand, which in turn triggers my tidal-wave of an orgasm, complete with mini shocks thrumming through my body. I feel lightheaded as I cum deep inside him. Fuck, that was intense.
We both collapse back into the bed, my eyes heavy as I start to drift off. “Never been fucked in my sleep before,” he murmurs softly.
With my eyes barely open, I turn my head to face him. He is still on his stomach and looks like he is coming down from a drug-induced high.
“You’re welcome.” I lay back, letting my eyes close, ready for sleep to take me.
“Asshole,” he mumbles under his breath, and I chuckle because it's true. He brings out that side of me more than usual. With that in mind, feeling a little more alert, I ask him something that has been on my mind.
“How long has Jake been beating on you and wanting to screw you?”
He sighs. “Tactful as ever.”
“Would you prefer if I pussyfooted around it?”
He looks at me with a sad smile, and this smile is real. I don't like it.
“It started when I was sixteen. Jake and his dad used to beat on me a lot, forcing me to go on drug deals. Jake said that dad wanted to offer me out for ‘other services' but he said he would look out for me if I dealt with him and did as he asked.” He gets quiet, contemplating whether to continue.
“When I turned eighteen, he caught me with my boyfriend.” He releases a long breath. “Let’s just say it didn’t end well. He blackmailed me, used it as a way to get me to fall in line so he didn’t tell his dad. He manipulated me, he…he forced me...” Aaron trails off, struggling to finish that sentence.
I sit upright, fully fucking awake now. “Did he hurt you?”
His eyes widen, and I become aware of how in his face I am right now.
“I don’t really want to talk about it, Lev. Things changed for the worse and as time went on, he became more controlling. More recently, all the secrecy and paranoia has made him more reckless. He’s been getting closer to me. It feels like … I don't know how to explain it, but it feels like he is waiting to do something. To me. He’s been more open about his interest in front of others and that worries me. Everyone knows, but they say nothing. He has control over everyone,” he explains.
Those gorgeous doe eyes look up at me and I see tears glistening behind them. For the first time I sense genuine fear and hear the vulnerability in his voice. I have no fucking clue what to do.
