22. Sex Is the BEST
Sex Is the BEST
LUKE
G etting back to his place became a messy, chaotic race of brisk walking, stolen kisses, and the occasional grope when they found a good shadowy location. The biting cold worked wonders to tame Luke’s hard-on and clear his head from its lust-filled fog.
By the time they reached the front walk to the house, Luke was sure he’d need some time to defrost before even thinking about kissing Matteo. But Matteo shot him a wicked grin, and Luke wondered whether Matteo would be willing to fuck him right there in the foyer.
Except he had roommates.
Demon roommates.
Luke grabbed Matteo’s shoulder as they reached the door. “Could you wait outside for a minute? I need to check on my roommates. Tell them we have a guest. They can be…weird,” he finished a bit awkwardly. Weird was an understatement.
“Ooookay,” Matteo agreed, sounding worried. “We can go to the dorms if you want. I’m sure we can kick out my roommate for a little while.”
“No! Here is good. It’s fine. I promise,” he reassured him.
“Oh, good.” Matteo breathed a sigh of relief.
Luke leaned in and pressed their cold lips together ahead of darting into the house. He didn’t get more than a few steps when Azroth appeared before him in full demon mode. His enormous black wings were draped over his shoulders like a cape, and his eyes glowed red in the darkness.
“Luke! You’re back! Why are you here now? The movie shouldn’t have ended for another hour. And where’s Matteo? Did he abandon you because of your poor taste in movies?”
For a moment, Azroth rendered him speechless. What? He wildly flapped his hands at the demon, stopping Azroth’s panic before he could threaten Matteo.
“No! No, Matteo is here. He’s waiting outside. I…he…” he stammered. He stopped to gather the courage to blurt out. “We came home to have sex. Could you and the other demons go…I don’t know…go scare a Bible study group for a while?”
“Oh! Oh! Yes! We can do that!” The demon had barely finished speaking, and he disappeared in a puff of black smoke and a lingering scent of brimstone.
With the promise of the demons out of the house, Luke lunged for the doors and ripped them open. He pulled Matteo inside, saving him from freezing to death. Matteo stumbled into him, their bodies colliding, and his laughter ringing out to fill the foyer.
“I missed you,” Matteo murmured, rubbing his chilled lips against Luke’s.
Luke grinned and kissed him until an icy wind raced through the open doors, slamming into both of them.
Yes, they needed to get somewhere warm and private.
Even with the promise of the demons being out of the house, he wasn’t willing to do this anywhere other than his room, lest he somehow end up with demonic pointers on how to get properly fucked. No, thank you.
He pulled away from Matteo, closed the double doors, and locked them.
He then grasped Matteo’s hand and dragged him along as he raced up the stairs to the second floor.
Every step of the way, Matteo’s giggles chased them, filling the silent house.
He crossed the floor and jerked open the door that led to the attic and hesitated.
Lights blinked and flickered in his attic room when he knew that he’d left no lights on in there upon leaving for the night.
He might have made sure the room was extra clean and put fresh sheets on the bed in the distant hope that he might get laid, but he had turned off the lights.
“What’s wrong?” Matteo asked, crowding close to Luke as he continued to hesitate.
“I think my roommates might have done something to my room as a surprise. Let me go up first.”
Matteo snorted in his ear. “I’m sure it’s fine.
Let’s go up.” As he spoke, Matteo’s fingers dug into Luke’s hip, and he pulled Luke back, allowing Matteo to press his semi-hard cock against his ass.
Brain cells died in the great rush of blood that poured out of his brain and into his cock.
Whatever hesitance and common sense he had left was rotting away so that all there was left was a need to come.
“Uh-huh,” Luke grunted and charged up the stairs, with Matteo following close behind.
It looked like a Halloween store devoured a Hallmark store and then threw up in his room.
Everywhere his eyes traveled, there were strings of paper bats hanging from the ceiling, bouquets of black roses, flickering purple lights suspended up like Christmas lights, and black candles mounted on tall candlesticks that had ravens carved into them.
Black rose petals were sprinkled across the floor, and more covered the bed in the shape of a heart.
It was all in shades of black and purple.
“Wow. You didn’t tell me your roommates were goths,” Matteo murmured, peering over my shoulder.
“Uh…yeah…goths,” Luke mumbled, his brain still trying to wrap around what he was seeing.
Matteo snickered and pushed Luke to get him moving. “It’s sweet. Besides, I had an emo phase during high school. My inner teenager thinks this is amazing. Totally the bedroom I would have loved to have when I was sixteen.”
That helped. As long as the demons’ decorating attempts did not freak Matteo out, it didn’t matter. He ascended the last couple of steps and pulled Matteo to the bed. Their lips crashed together in another heated kiss, chasing away the last of the chill from their time outside.
Clothes flew off to cover the floor with the rose petals while hot skin brushed together.
A moan drifted from Luke’s throat as Matteo’s hands slid down his back and into his briefs to squeeze both of his ass cheeks.
He was so lightheaded. The room spun, and only Matteo’s touch was keeping him grounded.
Nothing had ever felt so good, so right.
They tumbled onto the narrow bed with a bounce. The frame and springs squealed like a banshee in complaint, making them laugh.
“ Um …are your roommates home? Because they’re going to be able to hear what’s happening, thanks to this bed.”
“No, they’re out. Bible study group.” Luke pushed Matteo onto the mattress and kissed his way along his throat and across his collarbone.
He paused to lick and suck at one nipple until Matteo groaned.
The other was treated to the same torment before he moved to his stomach and that delicious soft skin on the inside of his hip bone.
He pulled away only long enough to shove aside his dark blue briefs, freeing a cock thick enough to squeeze a whimper out of Luke.
Oh, God . It was going to stretch him and fill him so good.
Matteo wrapped his fingers around the base and stroked himself. Luke couldn’t tear his eyes away. It was like being hypnotized.
“Can I fuck you?” Matteo whispered, his voice rough and tight.
“Please,” he panted. He leaned in and licked the crown, swiping away a bead of pre-cum with his tongue.
That little taste made him desperate for more.
He bobbed his head on that dick, stretching his jaw, taking as much as he could.
Matteo’s musky scent filled his nose, and that soft, smooth skin slid along his tongue.
Matteo cried out and released the base of his shaft to thread his fingers through Luke’s hair.
“Luke! Please, gotta stop. We need…we need supplies.”
At least one of them was thinking clearly. Luke reluctantly allowed Matteo to slip from his mouth. He reached to his nightstand and dug out a condom and some lube. While Matteo worked to get the condom on, Luke spread some lube on his fingers and began stretching himself.
“Hey!” Matteo cried. “That’s my job! You can’t have all the fun.”
Luke chuckled, but it turned into a surprised scream when Matteo pulled him down and took over the job of working slick fingers into his hole.
He groaned, a brain-melting mix of pain and pleasure rushing through his body as Matteo prepped him.
Sweat broke out across his skin, and his cock ached for more attention.
“Matteo, honey…please. Now. Fuck me now,” he pleaded. He shifted onto his knees, lifting his ass. Matteo had three fingers worked into him, and while it felt amazing, it wasn’t what he wanted.
“ Mmmm ,” Matteo hummed as he removed his fingers and brushed the slick head of his dick against Luke’s hole. “I think I love when you call me honey.”
Luke opened his mouth to say that he would be happy to call Matteo anything he wanted, but words escaped him as Matteo pressed into him.
The burn and stretch were exquisite, stealing the breath right out of his lungs.
Matteo moved slowly, thrusting forward and withdrawing, easing into him as though he had all the patience in the world.
“God, Luke.” He exhaled. “Your ass was made for me. You feel so good.”
“More.” He wanted it all. To be filled so completely. On Matteo’s next thrust, Luke pushed backward, wringing a gasp out of Matteo as he took all of him.
“Fuck.”
“Yes!” Luke cried out. “Hard. Fuck me so hard!”
Matteo needed no other urging. He pulled away until just the head of his cock stretched that tight ring of muscles, only to slam back into Luke in a smooth, fast thrust. He pounded into him again and again, lighting Luke’s body up.
The bed screamed under them, and the wooden headboard battered the wall.
But the incredible noise failed to drown out the slap of their skin and desperate cries of pleasure.
Luke’s orgasm tightened within him, and he attempted to sneak a hand under his body so he could stroke his cock, but Matteo grabbed his wrist and pinned it to his spine.
“No. You wanted to be fucked hard. You come when I say you can come,” he panted as he continued to move in and out of Luke’s body.
Luke whimpered in need, every muscle in his body pulled tight.
Matteo paused long enough to spread more lube on his cock.
He gripped Luke’s hip, lifting him a little higher to change the angle.
This time, as Matteo entered him, his cock hit his prostate, and the world lit up.
A scream broke from Luke’s lips, and he tried to pull his arm free, but Matteo wouldn’t loosen his hold.
“That’s it. That’s the perfect spot.” Matteo thrust faster, hitting that magical button with a surgeon’s precision.
Luke’s brain turned to mush, and all he could do was cry out in ecstasy.
His body trembled as it grasped at Matteo’s cock, wanting it to never leave him.
His orgasm was so close. He teetered on the edge, everything inside him screaming out for that final release, but he held on, wanting to bask in his pleasure, to do exactly as Matteo said.
“Fuck. So close,” Matteo gritted out. “You wanna come, baby?”
“Yes,” Luke whined. “Please. Hurry.”
“Fuck, you feel so good.” One of the hands holding Luke’s hip slipped under him.
As those slick fingers touched Luke’s dick, the angle of Matteo’s thrusts changed again.
It was like he’d somehow found another inch of cock he’d been holding back.
The first brush of his fingers combined with that thick cock made the world shatter.
He screamed himself hoarse as he came. Everything turned white as he was washed in hot, electric ecstasy while the sounds of Matteo’s shouts of pleasure filled his ears.
Consciousness flickered in and out for a minute, like a dying bulb, before turning completely off.
He lay on his stomach, vaguely aware that he was in a wet patch of his own cum.
Matteo’s dick was still deep in his ass while the man was plastered to his skin.
They both panted as if they’d just completed a marathon.
“Can…can I say something really crude, and you not get pissed?” Matteo murmured into his hair.
A half grin teased Luke’s lips because he couldn’t find the muscles to get it working. “Sure.”
“My dick looks so fucking good in your ass.”
Luke’s entire body shook with laughter. Not what he was expecting, but he liked it.
“What?” Matteo giggled. He wrapped an arm around Luke, pulling him in tight. His hips shifted, pushing his cock into Luke’s stretched hole. They moaned in unison. “Your pale skin tone and super sexy ass against my darker cock filling that hole. It’s gorgeous.”
“You know what that means?” Luke asked, fighting more laughter.
“What?”
“That you’re going to need to fuck me all the time.”
Matteo snuggled his face into Luke’s hair and hummed happily. “Okay, but only because I want my boyfriend to be happy.”
The words were clearly meant to be playful, but Luke tensed at Matteo’s use of the word “boyfriend,” and Luke felt Matteo stiffen as well.
“Shit. Sorry. I always move too fast with that word.” Matteo tried to move away, but Luke grabbed his arm to keep him close.
“No! I?—”
“Crap! The condom!”
All their movement combined with Matteo’s softening cock was in danger of making a mess.
Matteo carefully pulled free of Luke and removed the condom.
While he tied it off and tossed it into the small black wastebasket, Luke got out of bed to pull down the blankets, and quickly discovered that he was now covered in cum-crusted black rose petals.
Oh, my fucking God . He was going to strangle a demon or two.
When they were lying in the bed facing each other, the flirty Matteo suddenly seemed shy.
“I don’t mind being called your boyfriend, if it means I get to date you,” Luke ventured.
Matteo lit up instantly. “Really? You don’t think it’s too fast?”
“As long as you don’t think it’s a problem if I ask that we’re exclusive. I’m not good at dating multiple people at the same time.”
Matteo’s grin made Luke’s heart somersault in his chest. “You’re the only one I want. Exclusive is perfect with me.”
Luke leaned in and took Matteo’s lips in a slow, deep kiss, sealing the agreement. He had a boyfriend. A hot, sweet, funny boyfriend whose cock made his brain melt.