At the endof the day, I was in the tool shed putting things away when I heard someone sigh behind me. Turning, I found Hydris biting his bottom lip, a blush on his cheeks, and one hand massaging his cock through his trousers.
“Well. Hello there.”
“Hi.”
I hung up the hammer I’d been using and wiped the sweat from my brow. “Did you need something?” I teased.
He walked closer and slid his hand inside the opening of my shirt to fondle my chest. “Yeah. Yeah, I do need something.”
I chuckled at him and held his hand, kissing the back of it. He smelled fresh and clean, unlike me. “Why don’t you go up to your room, I’ll go take a quick bath, and then I’ll sneak up and join you?”
He nibbled his lip again and shook his head. “You can do that afterward.”
“Afterward?”
Hydris looked me up and down, then glanced around the shed. It wasn’t a large space and was crowded with hand tools, wheelbarrows, and boxes— Apparently, that was what he’d been looking for, because he picked up a box, took it over to the one section of blank wall, and then stood on the box facing that wall.
He dropped his pants.
Good grief. He couldn’t possibly… “Hydris?”
“Please, Bridge.” He bent enough to stick his little ass out. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
I gulped at the sight of him because this was hardly the place. “What if someone comes in?”
“I don’t care.”
Yeah, I was caring less by the second.
“I don’t have any?—”
He held out the jar of lube toward me.
I ran out of excuses.
Taking the lube from him, I opened my pants and slicked myself up before wiping the rest on him. He was the perfect height for me to take him like this. And his iridescent, dewy-looking wings were right there, trembling and fluttering as I worked my cock into his tight, hot ass. I held his hips and fucked my way into him until I couldn’t get any deeper.
I nudged his head to the side and kissed his neck. “Is it possible,” I said in his pointy ear, “that a filthy, hard-working man turns you on?”
“Yessss,” he said like a throaty hiss as he tried to fuck himself on me.
I chuckled at him before mashing him against the wall and fucking him fast and hard. The slap of our skin was loud in the room, his moans and mine could probably be heard outside, but I couldn’t seem to care. Let someone hear us. Let them know.
Hydris was mine.
I slowed down, fucking him in long strokes that made him whimper, and pressed my nose into the flowers growing from the top of his head. I was making him so dirty as I held tight to him, a day’s worth of working with the earth transferring to my pristine little prince.
When he reached down to stroke himself, I looked over his shoulder to watch. “You gonna come for me, huh?” I whispered in his ear. “How many times have you thought about me and touched yourself?”
“F-four. Four times. Oh, Bridge!”
“Such a horny prince.” I picked up my pace as he started crying out like he was about to come. “Come on, give me number five.”
Hydris came with a wail, shooting all over the wall. The squeeze of his ass was so tight, I couldn’t resist following him into bliss. I thrust deep, wrapped an arm around him, and bellowed as I came inside him.
We panted there for ages until he tried to turn and get a kiss. I pulled out, savored his last moan, and turned him around for a proper kiss, all slow and deep. With his eyes closed, lips red, and face flushed, he was so beautiful.
“Spend the night with me,” he whispered before he opened his eyes to blink up at me. He nuzzled his cheek into the palm of my hand.
