“I just did.”
“Again—please. Again.” I have to be looking at him like he’s crazy. Covered in his own come—soft dick, maniceyes. He licks my lips and pushes his hips back as if he could possibly take any more dick.
“Ben—”
“Aaron.” His eyes are closed as if he’s keeping himself from an absolute freak-out. “I’m fucking feral right now. I need you to fuck me again. I need you to fuck me so hard we think you’re trying to impregnate me with your children.” Saying that with my hard dick up his ass is pretty risky—I could have blown right there. I smile at him.
“Hope you’re ready to be a mommy, kitten.” I wrap an arm around his waist, pulling him onto my lap. The angle of my dick inside of him causes Benjamin to yell—pulling my hair like he’s fighting back.
I pick him up just a bit—tuck my hips in—then slam forward and pull him down.
“Feel that, Benjamin? Feel how you tremble and twitch around me? How your hole keeps sucking me in? You were right in the beginning. Your body was made for me. To accommodate me—to take me over and over.” Benjamin’s crying—clinging to me by my hair and around my neck as I slam him down onto my dick. I can’t seem to stop—can’t seem to shut my mouth as I say,
“That’s why.That’swhy he couldn’t fuck you like this—make you come like this. Look at me.” He pulls back just enough to meet my eyes. “I know you, Benjamin. All of you—inside and out. Mental and physical. I’m going to claim it all—make it all feel like mine when I come this deep inside of you. You take me so well, baby.” He’s choking on moans, barely able to hold his eyes open. He leans his forehead against mine, rubbing our noses together.
“Aaron,” He’s whispering. “Aaron, Aaron, Aaron, Aaron.” He won’t stop. My cock is swelling.
“I’m so close, baby.” He’s nodding—still whispering my name, his own now-hard cock rubbing between us. My balls are tightening; hands are squeezing his ass harder and harder as I slam into him.
“Show me.” Benjamin gasps, leaning back enough for us to see each other’s faces fully. “I want to see. I need it.” He’s looking into my eyes so fiercely, clasping his hands on either cheek. I might cry with him. “My little blue bird.” He whispers against me.
I come—fucking up into him as I moan—unable to bury my face in his neck as he holds me in front of him. But it’s not so bad. Not long into my orgasm, he comes again. So, we watch each other come undone—grinding and crying—covered in come and sweat.
“Aaron—please don’t hurt me.” He’s begging.
“Never. Never.”I love you.
“All things in my life must hurt me at least once.” It’s a whisper and we’re still grinding—still feeling the pleasure. I’m crying.
“Aww—fuck, Button. Aw, fuck.” He grips me tighter, grinding down on me, not letting me go. I’m so fucking sensitive now that I’m sure I’m soft. “Please, please—stop, baby—please.” He slows, pulling my head into his neck, breathing me in.
“It never goes away. Even now I want to get you hard and have you fuck me again.” I burst out laughing, giving his neck little kisses in between.
“Yeah—I won’t complain.”
When I pull back and look into his eyes, they look calm and satiated—so I kiss him again. I kiss him for a very long time.I love you.He doesn’t understand me.
Chapter Twenty Three
October 2019
Benjamin
That’s why we must all be familiar with the relationships of variables!” Professor Rogers preaches. He’s a stubby little guy with an annoyingly high-pitched voice, but he’s nice.
Alex, Felix, and I sit toward the back of the lecture hall—half paying attention and half texting the friend group-chat affectionately called “Cult Cuties”. Amber thought she was hilarious for that one—and Josh, who never misses a chance to bring up my face, agreed that they are my cult indeed. It has yet to change.
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