Chapter 19 #2
I led him through the hallway and into my bedroom.
“It’s true, Colton.” I flicked on my nightstand lamps from a switch on the wall and then closed my door behind us.
Malik and Grey were probably fucking each other’s brains out in Grey’s bedroom already.
Good thing Malik’s room was between us to act as a buffer.
Moving through the space, he inspected a photo on my dresser at the foot of the bed. “When was this taken?” He picked it up.
“My senior year of high school. It’s my football photo.” It was more important to me than my graduation photo, but of course my mom had sent me to college with both. I stepped toward him and surrounded him from behind, resting my chin on his shoulder.
“You’ve always been so attractive, Tex. How did you stay single after Dante?” He returned the photo to my dresser, our gazes meeting in my mirror.
“I concentrated on football, not guys.” I kissed the side of his neck. “Until I met you and my willpower vanished.” Pressing my hardening cock into his ass, sensation pulsed through me. God, how I wanted him tonight.
“Your bedroom is nicer than I thought it would be.” He smirked. “It all matches. What is it, mission style?” He skimmed his fingers along the dark oak wood on my dresser.
“I guess. Hell if I know. It was sort of rustic and manly, so I liked it. I picked it out with my mom before I moved here. My parents set me up with bedroom furniture. Parents donated all the other stuff in the house.” I nibbled his neck, slipped my hand under his jeans and briefs, and found his stiff cock, stretching toward his hip.
His breath caught and his eyelids fluttered shut. “Fuck…” His breath quickened as he rolled his hips, rubbing the leaking tip of his dick against my palm. “Can you fuck me tonight?” He groaned.
“Anything you want.” Stroking his solid cock, I pressed mine against his ass and kissed where his shoulder met his neck.
He shivered and turned in my hold. With his hooded gaze finding mine, he cupped both my cheeks and said, “I want you to own me tonight, Tex. Need it.” He claimed me in a hungry kiss as his dick jerked in my palm.
“Fuck, need it right now.” He slipped my hand from his jeans, stepped away from me and then dropped his jeans and briefs down his legs, his thick cock springing free. “Get undressed.”
“Okay.” He didn’t have to tell me twice. With my balls aching, I threw my clothing to the floor in a heap while watching him pull his shirt over his head.
As he stepped to me, he dropped onto his knees, fisted the base of my cock and swallowed it whole, groaning while his wet heat sucked me in.
“Oh, my God.” With a shudder, I slapped my hands on the back of his head, my hips thrusting automatically. Sensation swirled up my spine and my cock twitched and leaked against his lapping tongue.
He pumped me with his mouth, his tongue flicking at the crown while he slowly stroked himself, needy little noises escaping him.
As pleasure pulsed inside me, I said, “Hey, not too much or I won’t last.” Hell, we’d been so close all night I was already on fire for him before we even made it to my bedroom.
“Yeah?” He slipped off me with a wet pop and peeked at me, his lips wet and swollen. “I couldn’t help myself.” He smirked and then stood, tugging my slick cock with his hand. “Come on. I want it on the dirty side.”
“Oh?” What the hell was on his mind this time? Sex was always an adventure with him. I strolled to my nightstand, grabbed the lube and set it on my bed. Might as well be ready.
He crawled onto my bed on all fours, arching his back and sticking his ass out at me. “Fuck me, Tex. Own me.” His cock jerked and leaked a bead of precum.
God damn, this was doing it for him. Who was I kidding? It was doing it for me too. “Absolutely.” I crept behind him on my knees, slathered my fingers with the lube, and then leaning over him, I slipped my finger into his crack.
“Oh…” Biting his lower lip, he dropped his head between his straight arms, and goosebumps rose on his ass.
“You’re so beautiful, babe. Your ass, it’s amazing.” It was tight and round and perfectly shaped for his body. I slapped it, leaving a red mark.
He gasped and hissed. “Do that again.”
“What, spank you?” I rubbed my aching dick on his ass cheek while nudging a finger into his hole.
“Y-yes. I like it. I mean, I think I like it.” He freed a stuttered chuckle.
I gave his ass another slap while slipping my finger inside him. Tension coiled in my gut. I hadn’t known I’d like this either.
He moaned and squirmed. “Yeah, just like that. Spank me when I come.”
Pumping my finger inside him, I said, “Okay, but tell me if it’s too much.” I sure as hell didn’t want to hurt him. As I rubbed across his prostate, he whimpered.
“More, Tex. Give me more. I want to feel it.” He shuddered as I slipped a second finger inside him and slapped him again.
“Uh…” He squeezed his dick. “Shit, almost came. Do it more. Fuck me now.” He panted and fell onto his elbows.
“Are you sure?” Hell, the guy used plugs all the time, maybe he needed little prep?
With pleasure humming through my body, I shifted between his legs, added ample lube onto my leaking cock and pressed the crown inside him, his tight heat sending sparks up my spine. “Fuck, babe, you’re so damn tight.”
“Do it, please. Need it,” he rasped as his hole clenched around me and released.
Slowly, I pushed inside him, watching as my cock disappeared into his body. As sensation wound through all my nerve endings, I moaned and bent over his back, nipping between his shoulder blades. “Are you okay, babe?”
“Great. Spank me again,” he gritted out.
While pulling out and thrusting back in, I smacked his ass. “More?” I quickened my pace, straightening and clutching his hips with one hand. I wasn’t sure what part of his psyche this came from, but if it healed something inside him, I was all for it.
“More, much more. Harder.” He panted and gasped as he lowered his head onto his fists, resting on the bedspread.
As I pummeled into his hole with my cock, I struck his ass cheek, not too hard, but enough to leave a sting. Tension built to the raw edge, and my dick grew sensitive, my balls drawing up and readying for release. I couldn’t hold out much longer.
A steady stream of moans and gasps left his throat, and his hole spasmed around me with each slap of my hand. “C-close, gonna come,” he gritted out as he wrapped his hand around his dick, giving it quick strokes.
“Me too.” I fought to keep my tempo, matching my hips with the slaps on his ass. My climax built to the raw edge, and I fell over, my whole body spasming with intense pleasure, curling my toes while cum spurted inside him. “Oh, fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.”
As his ass clenched me in waves, he whimpered and groaned, pumping his cock while his cum burst in quick succession onto my bed.
When it calmed, we both fell to the side, my dick slipping from him and me spooning him with my arm wrapped around him. “Oh my God, babe. That was awesome.” My body vibrated with a post-climax haze. “I didn’t know you were into spanking.” How much more didn’t I know?
“I didn’t know either.” He let out a soft laugh. “The first time you slapped me, I thought, hmm, that felt oddly nice.”
“Oh yeah? Maybe I should have tried it sooner.” But I wasn’t sure I wanted to slap him every time we had sex. I kissed the back of his shoulder.
“We’ve always had sweeter sex, you know, face to face, lots of kissing.” He grabbed my hand and kissed my knuckles. “I wanted something raw tonight. I don’t know why exactly…”
“There’s no need to explain yourself to me. I’d never judge you. In fact, I enjoy mixing it up and trying new things.” I squeezed him to my chest. “Especially with you.”
Turning his head, a warm smile graced his lips. “Thank you, Tex. I feel safe with you, so safe I can be myself.”
“Well, never stop being yourself, because I love that person.” With my heart warming, I kissed the back of his neck. “My bedspread is a little sloppy, isn’t it?”
“Yeah. I came all over it and you’re about to drip out of me.” With a quick laugh, he shifted to the edge of the bed and hopped off. “Is it safe to run into the hallway for your bathroom?”
“It should be. Grey has his own bathroom and I’m sure he and Malik won’t be out until morning.
” I rolled off the bed and joined him at the door.
“Here, I’ll go with you.” I popped the door open and looked toward Grey’s room.
The door was still closed. “Let’s go.” Seizing his hand, I guided him to my bathroom.
After we’d gotten dressed, I walked him to the front door. “So, I’ll see you Tuesday for our study session.” I stopped and faced him, holding our hands between us.
“That’s the plan. Do you still require help with your class, or will this be a purely conjugal visit?” With a coy grin, he planted a quick kiss on my lips.
“It’s more than conjugal, and you know it. I need my fix of you, so my heart is happy.” Throwing my arms around his shoulders, I yanked him against my chest and kissed his hair. “I love you, Colton Reed.” My love for him was growing stronger each day.
“I love you, too, Tex Rowlings.” He relaxed against me with a long sigh. “God, I don’t want to leave…”
“I know, but you have to.” I released him and stepped back. “Drive home safely and text me when you get there.” The beer we had earlier should have worn off by now.
“I will.” With a peck on my cheek, he opened the door and strolled down the walkway toward his car.
Standing in the doorway, I watched him go until his car’s taillights disappeared around the corner, my heart bursting with emotion. God, how I loved that man.