“Rafael,” I whined between kisses along his neck and over his pecs.
“You bad boy,” he moaned out as I tugged the pebble of his nipple with my teeth.
It’d been such a long time since we were playful. I missed hearing him call me a good boy. I missed calling him, sir. I missed us.
“I am a bad boy.” My lips continued their descent, licking his rippling abs, moving closer and closer to my target area. I wanted that thick, veiny cock deep in my throat. My body ached for the salty, bitter taste of his cum “I think I might need a punishment,” I sang out.
Rafael chuckled. “Hold up.” He sat up and grabbed me by the shoulders, pulling me closer and bringing us face-to-face. “I want to fuck you the way we like to fuck. But not right now.”
My hackles raised as the memory of his last rejection came crashing into my consciousness. That burning sensation in my stomach made its way up to my chest and started filling me with raw, painful humiliation.
Words were a thing of the past, apparently because all I could do was stutter until Rafael put his finger to my lips and said, “This morning I want to make love to you. Can I do that?”
…Oh!
The searing heat of humiliation soon turned into a warm blanket that cascaded down my body and settled into my tummy. It pooled there like warm honey before transforming into a thousand butterflies taking flight at once.
Shock settled in at the shift in the man before me, and the only response I could blurt out to his question was a very ineloquent, “S-sure…”
Sure? He asked if he could make love to me and I fucking said, “Sure.”
“Y-yes. Yes, I…Rafael, I don’t know what to say. That’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard.” I started laughing. Hysterically laughing. The kind of laughing that causes concern. “I’m sorry. I’m just so happy.” The laughter subsided, and I finally had the good sense to say something normal. “Yes, please make love to me, Rafael.”
I’ll never forget the look on his face. The pride in his eyes at rendering me a mess was not lost on me. He looked down and released a hearty laugh. When his eyes found mine again, he said, “I love you, Cody.”
And if I wasn’t a puddle on the ground before, I certainly was then. “Rafael, I love you so much. So, so much. Please don’t ever forget that.”
“I won’t, angel.”
He slanted his lips with mine as he laid me on the bed and draped his body on top of me. Rafael’s olive skin had a glorious mixture of softness and a unique texture that I always wanted to rub against. Our chests pressed against one another’s, sealing us together as the kisses became more passionate. My legs wrapped around him, my calves resting on top of his firm buttocks. I wanted to latch my hands onto his butt, but they were too busy exploring the muscles of his back.
Rafael’s hips thrust into me, and I could feel his cock growing with each push against my opening.
His lips didn’t stop kissing me as he reached a hand to the nightstand and found the lube.
“Poppers?” he asked.
I shook my head. “I want to feel you as much as possible.”
He grinned as his hands made quick work untwisting the top and lathering his cock with the lube. Then he took a leg in each hand and folded me, putting my ass on full display. His face dove into the heart of me, and I cried out at how good his warm, slick tongue felt on my hole. It trailed along my crease and over my taint and balls before he swallowed my cock to the base. Rafael’s head pumped with fervor as he sucked my dick. He slicked up a finger with the lube and slid it into my ass while still pleasuring my cock with his mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” I yelled.
Rafael slid another finger inside, using both to scissor me open as he continued to choke on my dick. I didn’t want to come too soon, so I stopped his amazing mouth and forced him to look at me. “I’m ready.”
That was all he needed. He lined his cock to my entrance and, very slowly, pushed through the first ring of muscle. His cock head slid in, relieving some of the pressure on my opening as I adjusted to having his enormous dick inside me.
Rafael’s eyes stared down at me as he pushed in deeper. Our gazes locked as he reached the back of my ass, hitting my second hole.
My eyes rolled in the back of my head as I babbled, “So full…so thick…fuck, Rafael…”
He smirked, the little shit, and started pumping my ass with his perfect cock.
Then it took a turn. Once I’d fully adjusted to his length and he was sliding in and out of me with ease, he slowed down. He slid one hand under the back of my head, cradling it. His eyes looked into mine. His other hand slid beneath my back.
His head cocked to the side as he said, “My beautiful angel. You’re just so fucking pretty, Cody.”
My arms wrapped around him, my fingers once again exploring the grooves of his muscles.
