He bites his lower lip thoughtfully. “I think I’d like to collab with you still. If we’re going to be working with other people, I think it could be helpful for us to work together, too.” He smirks, and it’s a little devilish. “Plus, I like watching our videos. We’re hot together.”
“We are,” I agree with a laugh. “Okay, so we still work together when we want to. Anything else?”
“That’s a pretty good start for now,” he muses, leaning forward to dish out a second helping of food. “And you already know about my rule of not working with anyone under the influence. If we’ve been drinking and we’re feeling good, I’m totally cool with fooling around. But I don’t want to record it.”
I nod. “That’s probably smart. No cameras when we’ve been drinking.”
Neither of us can think of any other ground rules we want to set at the moment, and we finish our meals in comfortable silence.
“I’m glad I ordered a lot,” I comment, sitting back and rubbing my full belly. “We’re both big boys with big appetites.”
“Speak for yourself,” he sniffs, “I’m petite.” I eye him up and down, his biceps bulging as he shovels the last of his food into his mouth, and I laugh. Whatever he wants to tell himself.
I can’t remember the last time I felt thishappy.I’ve made myself a pretty good life out of this career, and I’ve never felt like I was missing out on anything. But now, with Riley sitting across the couch from me, sharing a meal together and talking about ourrelationship,I realize how wrong I’ve been. Maybe it’s for the best that I didn’t know this existed. I don’t think I ever could have been as happy with my life as I was if I had known this was out there and I didn’t have access to it.
“Ooo, ‘plan for many pleasures ahead,’” Riley reads out from his fortune cookie, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. “What’s yours say?”
I reach for the remaining cookie and crack it open, smiling as I read: “‘Expect the unexpected.’”
22
RILEY
“That’s it, babe, get inside me,” I growl, wrapping my legs around Luke’s waist and yanking him toward me. The little grunt of surprise he lets out is probably my favorite sound I’ve ever heard.
Scratch that. The way he whines as he starts to push inside me is my favorite sound. He’s such a needy boy, and it turns me on like nothing else.
These past two weeks at his place have been the best of my life. We’ve been fucking like bunnies, and if I didn’t know better, I’d swear he’s trying to knock me up. Sometimes we remember to grab one of our phones and record at least a little bit, but today we woke each other up with slow, lazy blowjobs that quickly escalated, and there was no time for cameras.
I’ve been checking apartment listings daily, but everything affordable is too far away, and everything close by is too expensive. I’m still looking, but Luke certainly isn’t encouraging me to go anywhere anytime soon. I think this is the most frequent sex he’s had in his life, and he does not seem mad about it in the least.
We’ve posted two more short videos of us together on each of our Fanboy pages, and a few of our more astute subscribers have noticed that we’re in the same bed both times and that it’s a room neither of us has filmed with anyone else in. They’ve begun speculating wildly, and we’ve been happy to let them, never confirming or denying anything. We haven’t posted any photos together outside of Fanboy, but those who follow both of us on socials have made the connection that we’re spending a lot of time together.
Luke still won’t read the comments, but I share a couple of the particularly juicy ones with him:
Holy shit these two are hot together. Subscribed for life.
Do we think they’re a real couple though? They both posted pictures at the same beach last week…
I’ve been watching Luke Larson for YEARS and he’s NEVER looked at anyone the way he looks at Riley. This is the real deal boys.
Besides sex, though, we’re just having so muchfun.We bought and hung some Christmas lights on the patio and got a few potted palm trees as well, and now we spend almost every evening out there after taking Aggie for her daily walk. I make fun of him for complaining that it’s too cold, and the way that sexy lower lip juts out in a pout is made even cuter by the way he’s always bundled up in a blanket or a hoodie. My sweet Cali boy has an aversion to anything below seventy degrees, that’s for sure. If it’s rainy, we stay in and watch reruns of our favorite shows. He’s making me watchFriendsfor the first time, and the way he laughs like he’s seeing it for the first time, too, instead of the one hundredth, makes me love it that much more.
But right this moment, there’s nothing I love more than being flat on my back with his cock in my ass. “Oh fuck yes, pound me hard,” I growl, digging my fingertips into his thighs.He’s giving it to me good now, and I have to bite my fist to keep from letting out a wail that would wake the neighbors.
“I’m…gonna come,” he pants, putting his hands over mine and interlocking our fingers. His thrusts don’t slow, and his face is contorted in what looks like agony from holding back. “Can I come, baby?”
“Fuck yes, give it to me.” I tighten my grip on his thighs, and his gaze shudders as he lets out a low moan and spills deep inside me.
Luke hums in satisfaction and closes the distance between us, our lips colliding in a slow, sensual kiss. His belly rubs against my wet cock, and he breaks our kiss to look down at it. “Holy shit, that’s so much precum,” he says in awe.
“Yeah, that’s what happens when you ride my prostate like a fucking cowboy,” I chuckle, massaging his thighs lightly where I squeezed too hard earlier. “You gonna clean it up for me?”
He pulls out in a hurry, a rush of his cum sliding from my hole as he does. Immediately, he makes a dive for my dick and sucks me to the back of his throat. My eyes roll back, and my head is spinning at the sudden and overwhelming pleasure of his warm mouth on me. He stays on me until he gags, pulling off to suck in a lungful of air before going down again. I fist his hair gently, guiding him up and down my length. His dark eyes are glazed over in pure bliss, and he moans around me. The vibration has my balls drawing up tight, and I can’t hold it in any longer. I come on a shout, and he takes it all, swallowing as much as he can manage. Once I’m spent, he grins up at me, cheeks flushed, and my cum clinging to his stubble. He’s so beautiful when he’s wrecked like this.
He leans up to give me one more quick kiss, and I can taste myself in it. “Good morning,” he murmurs, rubbing his nose along mine affectionately.
“The best,” I agree. “But I think I need a shower now.”
