Chapter 13 #2
I nod, throwing my head back with a deep moan as he works me open slowly, his fingers sliding in and out, stretching me, preparing me. When he finally adds a third finger, I’m a whimpering mess, my cock leaking pre-cum onto my stomach.
“Please, Miguel...” I whine, my hips bucking. “I need you. I need your cock.”
He grins, a wicked, promise-filled grin. “You’ve got it, baby. You’re gonna to get on top and ride me.”
Tonight I have no reservations. No fight in wanting him to take me from behind. I just need him. Miguel lies down with his head on the pillows and I straddle him, my thighs quaking a little bit. Get it together, Caleb.
“Just relax for me, okay? Let me in.” He adds more lube and positions himself at my hole, the head of his cock pressing against me. I take a deep breath, forcing myself to relax as he pushes in slowly, inch by inch, until he’s fully sheathed inside me.
“Fuck, Caleb,” he groans, his head falling back. “That’s it. You feel so good, baby. So fucking tight.”
I moan, my body adjusting to his size, the burn intense but bearable. His hands grip my hips as I start to move, slow and steady, giving myself time to adjust. With each thrust, he hits that spot inside me, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through my body.
“God, you feel so good.” I moan, my hips meeting his thrusts. “Miguel... fuck...”
“Yeah? You like it, baby?”
“Mmm, yes.” A little louder than I probably should have and it makes him chuckle. “Fuck, your cock feels so good inside me like this.”
“Shut the fuck up and ride this dick then, hermoso. You might wanna be quiet too, unless you want your teammates to know how much of a slut you are for your big brother’s cock.”
That doesn’t help. “Miguel... fuck,” I whine.
I am a slut for him and right now, I don’t give a fuck who knows it.
“You’re.” Thrust. “So.” Thrust. “Fucking—” Growl. “Fuck—Caleb. Baby, I’m gonna come. Tu culo está tan apretado, me está volviendo loco. Come with me, amor. Porfa… ay Dios.”
Miguel’s brain must have short-circuited because all that comes out of his mouth now are pretty little Spanish things.
“Eres lo más hermoso en mi vida, mi amor.”
“Eres mi obsesión, y amo cada segundo de ello, mi amor.”
So I say the only thing that my heart can. “Te amo tanto que duele, Miguel.” The words flow from my lips with so much emotion behind them. I do love him so much that it hurts.
His hips snap upwards, driving deeper into me, hitting that spot that makes stars explode behind my eyelids. I can feel his cock, thick and hard, pulsing inside me, the barbells of his Jacob’s ladder rubbing against my walls, sending jolts of pleasure-pain coursing through my body.
“Miguel...” I gasp, my hand gripping the headboard, holding on for dear life, and he takes over from the bottom. “I’m close... I’m so close… Don’t stop, please don’t fucking stop.”
He grunts, a low, guttural sound that vibrates through his chest and into mine. “Come for me, baby,” he growls. “Let me feel you come all over my cock. Show me how much you love me. I want your cum all over my stomach and chest.”
Those words, rough and filthy, send me careening over the edge. I cry out, “Miguel… fuck…” my body convulsing as waves of pleasure crash over me, my cock pulsing, painting stripes of white across his chest.
Miguel groans, “Shit,” his body tensing as he follows me, his cock swelling inside me, filling me with his release. I collapse on top of him, his breath ragged, my heart pounding against my chest.
“Fuck, Caleb,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. “That was... fuck.”
I chuckle, a weak, sated sound. “Yeah, it was.”
He pulls out slowly, making me hiss at the sensation.
He rolls me off, then pulls me into his arms, my back to his front.
His cum starts to leak out and I’m sure he can feel it.
“We can’t have that now, can we?” He mumbles into the crook of my neck.
Then, without hesitation, Miguel gathers the cum and pushes it back inside me.
Fuck, that’s so hot.
Then he eases the tip of his cock, still semi-hard, inside me. I let out a shaky exhale at the sensation of being filled again.
“You okay, baby?” He asks, his voice soft. He doesn’t move his hips, he just keeps still.
I nod, a small smile playing on my lips. “Yep. Being on top wasn’t as bad as my head was making it out to be. You should try it sometime. It was actually really intense and... hot.”
Miguel chuckles softly, his fingers tracing lazy circles on my back. “Is that so? I’m glad you enjoyed it. You were amazing, you know. So confident and in control.”
I feel a blush creeping up my neck, and I nestle closer to him, my head resting back on his chest. “Would you ever?” I ask timidly. We’ve never really talked about the dynamics of our relationship.
“Ever what? Bottom?”
I mumble an, “Mmhm.”
“Of course I would, Caleb. For you, I’d do anything. But right now, I think you need a break. Between the game and what just happened… How about some sleep, then a shower in the morning?”
I pout, but I can’t deny the warmth spreading through me at his words. The exhaustion hits and I yawn. “Okay… maybe you’re right. Shower sex in the morning before I have to get back on the bus?”
He laughs, a low, rumbling sound that vibrates through his chest and into mine. “Anything you want, baby.”
We lay there for a while, our breaths syncing, our bodies cooling off, all while his cock stayed inside me. I can feel his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my stomach, his touch light, almost reverent.
“Miguel?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Hmm?” he hums, his lips pressing a kiss to the back of my neck.
“Do you really think I’m beautiful?” Remembering the words he spoke in Spanish.
He pulls back slightly, and I turn so our eyes meet. “Caleb, you are the most beautiful thing in my life. Don’t you know that? I love you, hermoso.”
Tears prick at the corners of my eyes, and I blink them away. “I love you too, Miguel. So much it hurts sometimes.”
He smiles, a soft, sweet smile that makes my heart ache. “I know, baby. I know.”
Miguel pulls me closer, his arms wrapping around me, holding me tight. And in that moment, with his breath on my neck, I know that he’s my home.
That I’m safe with him.
Safe.
And that’s all I’ve ever wanted in life is to feel safe.