Chapter 37
HUDSON
Adrian
I’m going to be working late tonight so I’ll be getting home after you.
Hudson
Damn. Okay, thanks for the heads up. Do you want me to have your dinner ready when you get home?
Adrian
That’s sweet, thank you. But I actually had another idea.
Hudson
For dinner?
Adrian
For when I get home. Remember how you said you used to leave your door open during solo time, hoping I would catch you…
Hudson
FUCK YES
Adrian
I’ll be home at seven p.m. sharp.
Hudson
Best. Idea. Ever.
Iglance at the time: six fifty. Perfect.
I’m already showered and naked on my bed with some toys and lube laid out next to me.
I considered just jerking off because I’m impatient and I want to address my aching cock, but I want to really live out the fantasy I had countless times of Adrian catching me with a toy up my ass.
I can’t believe he suggested this. I’m already desperate even thinking about him walking in.
I don’t know if he’s going to pretend like he’s just surprised I’m having fun without him or if he’ll really play into the fantasy and act like he has no idea that I’m not straight, but either option sounds hot as fuck.
I decide that a butt plug is probably my best option.
I can prep myself for him without getting myself so worked up that the fun ends before he can even begin.
I’ve become far more accustomed to this process over the last few months, relaxing is easy, and I use my finger and some lube before moving to the smallest toy.
I take my time, although as I glance at the clock again, I guess it doesn’t actually take long, working up to the biggest one.
The whole time, I can’t help but sneak glances at my door that’s open a couple of inches.
I left the hallway light on, liking the idea of having less warning that he was here.
I’m on top of the covers, spread out, entirely naked on my bed, and even though I know I’m waiting for him, I close my eyes and try to sink into the fantasy.
I’m alone, playing with the toys I got with the hopes of one day hooking up with Adrian.
I shift as I finally move a hand to my leaking cock, slowly spreading the precum around as I focus on the sensation on the plug filling me up, stretching me out.
I let out a deep moan and wonder what Adrian would think if he were home, if he could hear me.
I want more, so I shift a hand to the base of the plug and slowly pull it back just a little before fucking it into me, shifting it around to try to really enjoy it. Another moan escapes my throat, not that I’m bothering to be quiet.
“What are you doing?” Adrian’s voice cuts through my focus on how great that feels.
My eyes fly open to meet his where he’s standing in the doorway. He sounded so confused that for a moment, I panic. Did I misunderstand his text? But then he smirks and winks at me, and I relax.
“I heard you moaning, and I thought that maybe you were hurt,” he explains, tone just a little too dramatic to sound genuine. “Your door was open. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude, but…” His voice trails off, and I wait, completely frozen as I stare at him for a moment.
But this whole fantasy-come-to-life thing is far too sexy for me to stay still for long.
I give another slow stroke up my cock, and Adrian’s gaze locks in on the motion, no longer looking surprised as his eyes fill with heat as though that one movement gave him permission to be here, to be a part of things.
His focus shifts lower and one of his dimples pops as he smirks.
“Hudson Roy. Is that a plug in your ass?”
I nod, heat pooling low in my gut at the stern way he full-named me. I stay quiet, though, wanting to follow his lead.
“I had no idea that was something you enjoyed, but between the noises you were making and the way your huge cock is leaking right now, I’m going to guess you really like it. Is that correct?”
“Yes,” I answer, sounding breathless already.
“Do you want me to leave?” he says slowly, taking a few steps closer as I shake my head.
“Good. Because seeing you like this, splayed out on my guest room bed, with a plug up your ass while you play with your thick cock, has to be one of the most erotic things I’ve ever seen.
I don’t want to go. Do you want me to just watch?
Or do you want me to show you what the real thing feels like? ”
I nod eagerly at his suggestion. As hot as him watching me would be, my fantasy was always that he’d offer to join in. “I want you.”
“Fuck, Hudson. You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to hear you say that.
” He pauses, moving to the edge of the bed.
“But I don’t know if we should jump right to fucking,” he teases.
“You were pretty reckless tonight, leaving the door open like that. What if I had brought friends home with me? Anyone could have found you like this.”
“Fuck, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. But I would only want you to find me like this. I only want you to show me what it would feel like to have a real cock in my ass.”
His smug smile grows, and I might be begging now, but I’m loving every second of this. I know I’ll only enjoy it more if he makes me work for it, if he bosses me around a bit first.
“Hmmm. I don’t know,” he says dismissively, gaze locked back on the plug inside me. “But your ass does look so tempting. I would just hate to reward such bad behavior.”
“So don’t—don’t reward me. Use me. Teach me a lesson,” I suggest hopefully. “Fuck me so hard that I won’t ever forget to close my door again.”
He chuckles. “Wow, Hudson. I had no idea you were so desperate for my cock.”
“You have no idea.”
He finally moves to undress before joining me on the bed, kneeling between my legs as he slowly gives me a once-over. “Do you promise to behave from now on?”
“Yes. I promise.”
“If you ever need to be fucked, I want you to come to me directly. Got it? Don’t risk anyone else finding you like I did tonight,” he says sternly. It’s so fucking hot. He can boss me around and put any claim on me that he’d like. I’m already his. I have been for a long time.
“Only you,” I agree easily.
He finally drags his gaze from my ass to meet mine before saying, “Good boy.” Fuuuuuck, why was that so hot? He better pick up the pace before I finish from his dirty talk alone. I swear Adrian knows exactly what to say to have me absolutely wild for him.
“Flip over. I want you on your hands and knees.”
I eagerly follow his instructions, getting into position with my ass in the air for him.
Eventually, he grabs the base of the plug and slowly pulls it back before teasing me with a few shallow advances back in.
I bite my lip to prevent myself from complaining.
I know that would only encourage him to draw this out even more.
After what feels like forever, Adrian fully removes the plug from inside me, and my ass clenches around nothing, seeking that feeling of fullness again. I manage to not even complain as I watch over my shoulder while he slowly puts a condom on.
Finally, finally Adrian positions himself between my legs, up on his knees as he lines up the tip of his dick with my hole.
He pushes inside me in one agonizingly slow thrust, his perfect cock teasing my prostate in the best way.
When he’s fully inside me, he pauses, hands gripping my hips to hold me exactly where he wants me.
“Are you ready to be taught your lesson? To find out what happens when you take unnecessary risks like you did tonight.”
“Yes. I’m so ready.”
He lets out a short laugh, muttering something under his breath that sounds like “perfect” as he pulls almost all the way out of me before slamming back in. He uses his grip on my hips to guide them back to meet each of his punishing thrusts, and I fucking love it.
Usually when we have sex, we’re eager for each other, sure, and I really enjoy it when Adrian tells me what to do.
But this is a whole new level. This is playing into my fantasy while also fulfilling ones I didn’t even know I had.
The way that he’s fucking me, so much harder and rougher than I’m used to, is amazing.
Everything feels more passionate somehow, more desperate, as Adrian takes everything that he possibly can from me.
And I want to give it to him. I want to give him everything.
Each hard thrust has his cock teasing my prostate, sending me closer to my climax.
The way he’s using me right now, not only feels amazing physically, but also makes me feel so incredibly sexy, so desired.
I moan again, and Adrian echoes the sound. “Fuck, look at you,” he pants. “You look like every fantasy I’ve ever had. Isn’t this better than that silicone toy?”
I’m nodding before he even finishes. “So much better.”
“Are you going to be a good boy and tell me when you need to be fucked again so you can forget all about those toys?”
“Yes. Of course. I promise.” My voice sounds so wrecked and even that makes me feel sexier as I think about why it’s that way, that Adrian has made me sound so thoroughly fucked.
“Good. Now prove to me how good you really are. Come for me,” he demands as he continues to fuck me with his unrelenting pace. Apparently, that was all I needed, and my orgasm crashes into me without anything even touching my dick.
Holy fucking shit. I swear my eyes roll into the back of my head as I completely lose myself to the pleasure of my release.
Adrian lets out a long moan as his movements falter, and he finishes inside the condom.
I wish it wasn’t there. I want to feel all of him.
To have him truly claim me and mark me as his.
But I try not to focus on that when I know we aren’t there yet. Hopefully soon.
He carefully pulls out and helps me reposition so I’m lying on the bed while avoiding the mess I just made of the sheets.
When I’m settled, he disappears for a moment and returns with supplies to clean me up like he always does.
I love how he always takes the time to take care of me after sex.
Even though he calls it “hookups,” the emotional bond between us feels stronger than ever.
He places a soft kiss on my temple as he wraps an arm around me. “You okay?”
“I’m amazing,” I answer honestly. “That was even better than my fantasies.”
“Me too,” he admits. “Should we move to my bed so we don’t accidentally roll onto your cum stains in the middle of the night?”
I chuckle. “Probably.”
And after we settle in for the night, we fall asleep wrapped around each other like we do every night. I think I like that part even more than the sex.