Ben goes all in with nearly everything he does like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do, and that’s evident in the way he’s licking and sucking and nibbling on my hole. In the way he’s moaning and panting and kneading the flesh of my ass.
“Fuck,” I moan. “That’s good. Feels good.”
Ben’s fingers tighten, and his slight stubble scrapes against my ass cheeks as he takes me apart. I can feel each swipe of his tongue in my cock, and it jerks and pulses, oozing pre-cum. He stiffens his tongue, then he’s pressing it into me.
A noise leaves me. Something breathless. Something fucking embarrassing. And I have to grip the base of my cock so I don’t shoot my load allover the shower wall without him even touching me. “I’m close,” I chant, trying to warn him.
He doesn’t stop. A finger joins his tongue, working me open and grazing my prostate until I’m barely even holding myself up.
“Fuck, Ben. Fuck me.”
He pulls away with a groan. “Out of the shower.”
I stumble away from the wall and turn, stepping out blindly. “Lean over the sink. I’ll be right back.”
I don’t even bother with a towel. I just brace my elbows on the sink and lean over, just like he said.
I’m still dripping wet, and it feels like forever before he finally comes back.
“Sorry, Cutie. Needed a condom and lube.”
We really need to start stashing them all over the place. I nod, letting my head fall forward.
Ben kicks my legs apart, and I moan when he sinks two lube-slicked fingers inside me. When he’s moving them easily, he adds a third. “Ready, Cutie?” he asks, voice rough. “I’m dying to be inside you. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”
That makes two of us. I nod frantically, shamelessly pushing my ass toward him.
His fingers withdraw, and my hole clenches around nothing at the loss, but it doesn’t last long before he notches his cock against my hole, burying himself deep in one smooth motion.
A wild sound tears from my chest as my body nearly explodes. I’m gonna come so fucking fast.
He must feel the same, because with a low moan, he reaches around me, taking my cock in his hand. “Look at yourself. Look at how hot you are.”
My head whips up. I try to do as he asks, but I can’t. I’m too distracted by what he’s doing. He strokes me quickly as he starts fucking into me in long, slow strokes.
I sink my teeth into my bottom lip, my limbs starting to tingle as he drags his cock ruthlessly over my prostate.
“My Landon,” he groans, picking up his pace, his hips going sloppy and jerky. “Fuck, I’m gonna come, baby.”
He pulls out almost all the way, then slams back in at the same time as he twists his hand around the head of my cock. I choke on a breath, my body going tight as my orgasm rushes through me. My eyes fall shut, and Ben strokes me both from the inside and out until my legs are noodly and I can barely support my weight.
I cradle my head in my hands, trying to catch my breath. Ben’s warm lips land on my spine, and he kisses his way up my back.
When our breathing has finally returned to normal, he pulls his softened cock from my body, then tosses the condom in the trash can.
Standing up, I turn to face him. I can’t say why, but I basically collapse in his arms. He kisses me everywhere he can. My forehead, my cheeks, my nose, and my lips, before slowly pulling back and smiling at me. “Come on, baby. Let’s go try to get some more sleep.”
No one could say I’m well-rested, but curled around Parker’s warm body with Ben pressed against my back, I managed to get a few more hours of sleep before we had to leave.
I’m a nervous wreck, my fear nearly choking me as I walk in the front door of my mom’s house.
“Mom?” I call out, voice shaking.
Parker’s hand lands on my back, soothing and grounding, and they pull it away as soon as my mom rounds the corner.
“Oh, Landon, honey. I’ve missed you so much.”
Her dark hair is pulled back off her face, a light dusting of makeup on her skin. She’s dressed up, and I realize with a start that she must be going to a church function today. It’s one of the few things she gets dressed up for.
