He was fully trusting me with this knowledge, with this control I now held over him, and I swore to myself in that moment that I would never abuse it.
With his face at cock level, I knew what he wanted me to do, what he’d somehow worked out I wanted totellhim to do. He’d always been the more intuitive one between us, the braver one when it came to going after what he wanted.
I might think it, but Alessio was the one who acted on it. He’d asked me for something he knew I wanted to give, therefore granting me the permission to take it.
So that was exactly what I decided to do. I reached for his face and traced my fingers down his stubbled cheeks.
“Unzip my jeans.” The order sounded so foreign coming from my lips, but when Alessio immediately did as he was told, I almost came right there and then from the high I felt from his obedience.
This feeling… This control…
It was intoxicating.
And knowing I was the one who was making Alessio feel so turned on, so desired, was like a drug.One I was instantly hooked on.
“Look at me,” I said, and hooked a finger under his chin and leaned down to press my mouth to his. “I want you to kiss and suck my cock.”
“Oh fuuuck.”
I grinned, pleased I’d followed his lead, thrilled to explore this new side of us. “Take me out of my jeans.”
Alessio swallowed and nodded, then, like a guy in a sex haze, reached inside my briefs and pulled my dick free. I sucked in a breath at his warm touch, as he curled his long fingers around my thick shaft and squeezed.
The look on his face was that of someone in awe of what was about to happen, until…
The sound of keys in the front door.
Alessio and I froze at the exact same moment.
Then both of our heads whipped toward the door as the deadbolt was unlocked.
Alessio moved like the speed of lightning then, dropping his hand and springing to his feet, as the handle turned and he shoved me into the kitchen out of view as the front door pushed open and his father stepped inside.
I quickly shoved my naked cock back inside my jeans, praying he wouldn’t be staying too long, as Alessio somehow managed to say, “Hey there, forget something?”
How in the world he was able to function coherently when we’d almost gotten caught with our pants down, literally, was beyond me, and I tried to get my heartbeat under control.
“Yes, I realized a couple blocks away that I left my phone on the?—”
Alessio leaned around the doorframe I’d just been holding up with my bare ass and winked at me, before snagging thephone sitting there. Then he stepped out of the kitchen and tossed it over to his father.
“Counter? Yeah, I saw it.”
His dad chuckled as I decided right then and there that I just might kill Alessio. He’d seen his dad’s phone and didn’t think he might come back for it?
That crazy shit?—
“Where’s Rafael?”
“Oh, uh, he’s upstairs in the bathroom.”
“Gotcha. Well, enjoy your movie and I’ll see you later.”
“You sure now? Won’t be back in another five minutes?”
“Hopefully not. Night, son.”
“Night.”
