“Can I come? Aaron—please can I come?”
“Go ahead, baby. Feel so good. Come on me.” He yells, moaning my name and arching up into the air as he comes—grinding down on me as I continue. I talk him through it. “That feel so good, kitten? Mhm—good boy. You look so beautiful wrapped around my cock, coming all over yourself. So fucking perfect.” He’s gasping and crying as I pound into him.
“I still… still feel—ahhhh.” His eyes roll back, grinding down hard, shaking. I swear he doesn’t breathe for a moment. All of it is too much—I can’t last.
Grabbing his hips, I fuck into himhard. As hard as I possibly can. He’s whining with every thrust—spurring me on, driving that predatorial side of me crazy.
“Fuck—baby—I’m going to fill your ass up. I’m so deep inside of you, touching every part of you. All mine, baby—you’re all mine. I think I’m going crazy.Hnghh—I think loving you makes me crazy.Aw fuck—I’m gonna come.” I’m rambling to him, watching my dick disappear into him, watching his face as he gasps and screams—watching his body twitch.
“Aaron—I think I’m… It feels like I’mstill fucking coming.”That sends me right over the edge.
“Benjamin—aw fuck… Ughhh…” I keep hold of his hips—keep myself buried as deep as possible as my hot release fills him up. Even when I’ve stopped Benjamin is still grinding, crying and begging. In the world’s most unrealistic turn of sex events his dick has gotten hardagain. I grab it and he jumps up to his elbows—staring at me with tears in his eyes.
“It’s too much, Aaron. I might die.”
“Want me to stop?” He shakes his head. So, I let him fuck himself down onto my dick that’s softening by the second and grip him tightly—jerking him off in a fast pace. I kiss his thigh, never taking my eyes off of him. He’s staring at my hand—so much confusion and pleasure and overstimulation spread out over his features.
“Aaron—I’m so close… I don’t know what will happen…ahhhh—I feel so weird.” He’ssobbing, fucking himself down harder and harder, fighting himself to fuck his dick up into my hand as well.
“It’s okay, kitten—you’re safe, you’re okay. I got you. Let it feel so good. It’s my hand baby—let it feelso fucking good.”
That’s all Benjamin needs. His head throws back—stomach flexing, biceps shaking as they hold him up. His hips never stop moving but now each roll is twitchy and sensitive.
But the best part—the part that I will engrave into my brain to replay for the rest of my life—is when his dick bobs for a moment and then he squirts all over himself. It’s everywhere. His stomach, chest, legs, my stomach, the bed. He’s completely silent—a silent scream at first, head still thrown back. Then after a few seconds he lifts his gaze to meet mine—sucks in a loud, harsh breath of air and screams—
“Oh God—no, no, no—I can’t ahhhh, fuck, so good—no more. Please Aaron—more. Ahhh, God.” He looks at me with so much desperate need—so much pure, uncapped desire and fear—that my dick starts swelling inside of him. And then he flops down, completely still.
“Button?” Slowly, he rolls his head to stare up at me and gives me one slow blink. I’m grinning down at him—kissing his thighs, careful not to move my half-hard cock inside of him. “That was so fucking hot. I’ll be striving for that every night just so you know.” Benjamin groans, rolling his face away again. Laughing, I pick him up. Still seated on my dick to keep the come inside—I walk us to the shower—listening to his little groans and whines as I move.
When I pull out of him and the entire time we wash—Benjamin stays in my arms—half awake and half aware. I’m reminded again of his trust in me. It makes me want to cry.
After getting us both dressed I tuck us into bed—holding him against my chest, feeling him wiggle his way into shoving his face into the crook of my neck where he takes a deep breath.
“Hey, baby—” Benjamin hums in acknowledgement. “I’m holding you to it.”
“What?” He mumbles, voice shot to hell.
“Moving in with me. You said you would. Circumstances be damned—you live here now. In this bed with me—in this apartment.” He’s silent and still for a moment. Then—he presses in closer—rests his lips against my neck.
“Kay.”
Chapter Thirty Four
September 2022
Benjamin
You’re so fuckingoverdramatic.” I narrow my eyes at him, clenching my hands into fists.
“Well—maybe if you weren’t such a fuckingthief.” I shoot back and Aaron scoffs, waving a hand to shoo me away.
“Please—I stole nothing.”
“Liar! Fucking liar! You piece of fucking shit—come here!” I jump up, trying my hand at running around the dining-room table, but Darian snatches me up, so I look like the fucking Road Runner in midair.
“Guys—it’s Monopoly.” Cammie deadpans.
“Should have seen ’em during puberty. Monopoly was banned.” Felix is grinning as he reveals our shameful past.
