His orgasm was already building fast in his belly, hot need making his insides burn. He was going to come all over Scott’s stomach, gasping and moaning like it was his first time.
It might as well have been. This was so different to anything he’d done before that it barely compared. He loved Scott. He wanted Scott, specifically, inside him, both of them getting off on being together.
Charlie’s stomach clenched, his balls aching, his whole body coiled and tight, teetering on the edge of release. Just a little more. “I’m gonna…” he gasped out, hoping Scott would fill in the rest for him.
“I got you,” Scott panted, letting his forehead rest against Charlie’s. He hadn’t even managed to take his glasses off, though they were so crooked now that they were useless anyway.
Scott sped up, his hips pumping hard and fast into Charlie, his cock skimming over sensitive spots, raw nerve endings, what felt like every place inside him. If he hadn’t been close before, he would have been now, so ready to come that he could almost taste it.
His orgasm hit all of a sudden, a wave crashing over his back, making his hips jerk forward as he rubbed himself off against Scott’s stomach, coming in short spurts as Scott didn’t even try to slow down or stop.
Charlie rode it out, his throat raw from shouting at every thrust of Scott’s hips while he came by the end of it.
Scott grunted just as Charlie was sure he was spent, shoving himself as far inside as he could and making aftershocks ripple through Charlie’s body as he felt Scott coming in him, his hips rocking as he finished, tiny whimpers breaking free of his lips for the last few, staggered jerks inside.
Charlie’s chest was heaving, his heart pounding, and his thighs sore as Scott eased out of him, lowering him to stand on shaky legs.
He tightened his grip on Scott’s shoulders, swaying dangerously and afraid he was going to fall flat on his face.
Which would not have been the sexiest thing to do.
Before he could gather enough brainpower to mention that he wasn’t sure he could stand unsupported, Scott lifted him up again. Charlie wrapped his arms around Scott’s neck, too exhausted to argue, and sighed happily when Scott dropped him onto the mattress.
Scott’s mattress was the kind you could really sink into, which Charlie appreciated right now. Tired, abused muscles finally had a chance to rest, his body’s complaints about what he’d just put it through quieting down.
Scott climbed onto the bed after him, covering Charlie’s body with his own. He plucked Charlie’s glasses from his face, setting them aside carefully, and then leaned closer, pressing a hard, biting kiss into his lips.
Charlie let his lips part a little way, happy to give Scott whatever he wanted as long as he didn’t need to move for it.
He hummed into Scott’s mouth, a tiny spark of arousal flaring up in his gut as their tongues brushed against each other, though there was no way he’d be acting on it anytime soon.
He’d lucked out in falling in love with someone who was also capable of fucking him to the point of exhaustion.
Scott grabbed hold of Charlie and rolled them both onto their sides, splaying his hand over Charlie’s ass to hold him in place, tangling their legs together without ever letting their lips part.
Charlie’s head was light with the need for oxygen, but he was okay with passing out from it if he had to. Being close to Scott, feeling this loved and wanted, all of that was worth the embarrassment of fainting after sex.
Besides, Scott’s ego could use the boost. Charlie could hardly wait until he turned into the confident, comfortable man he knew Scott would turn out to be in just a few years.
“You’re a fast learner,” Charlie said eventually, once he’d managed to breathe enough to speak.
“Yeah?” Scott asked, running his hand along Charlie’s side, tickling his ribs.
“That was amazing,” he said. “I’m so glad you’re good at this. It’d be really inconvenient to love someone as much as I love you if they were terrible in bed. Or, uh. Out of bed.”
Scott grinned at him, so obviously pleased with himself that it made Charlie’s heart melt all over again. “So that was okay?”
Charlie nodded eagerly. “Just… just keep doing that. Exactly that,” he said. “That was hot.”
Scott blushed darkly, a shy smile on his lips. “Okay.”
Charlie laughed.
Yeah.
He’d definitely lucked out with Scott.
Chapter Thirty
