12. Jaxon
I hear the shower turn on and I’m intrigued. I believe I told him naked and in my bed. The thought of a wet and slippery Alex is making me rethink my orders as my cock grows painfully hard. Not like the fucker hasn’t been hard since I got up this morning and had to leave the house with only a taste. I like having control in the bedroom, and tonight I want him begging for release.
I take my time, stopping to pull two waters out of the fridge and grabbing something for the headache he will undoubtedly have in the morning.
I like this Alex. He’s relaxed and teasing, not in his own head for once. Now if I can only get him to lower his guard without the aid of alcohol. Not that he has a problem, but that doesn’t stop me from hiding the tequila when he’s upset. Speaking of tequila, since I’m down here I might as well find a new hiding spot.
I grab the bottle that is still sitting on the counter from the other night. The cabinet above the fridge is no longer an option and I don't have a spot higher than that. I guess I could go lower this time, maybe under the sink, or… maybe in the sink. Bingo! I screw off the cap and pour the contents of the bottle down the drain. I would rather be safe than sorry.
I hear the water shut off upstairs and that is my cue. It's all I can do to not take the stairs two at a time. I hit the top step and see Alex’s discarded shirt in the middle of the hallway. All sorts of dirty thoughts run through my mind. It's a shame that he got all clean because I’m about to make him a delirious mess.
I open the door and my breath hitches. There before me is Alex, standing at the end of the bed. He has his glasses off, and his wet, black hair is toe curlingly sexy. My cock twitches as I watch droplets of water cascade down his skin and over the slim and defined muscles of his chest. All he's wearing is a towel around his waist and a smirk on his face.
I tisk, “I thought I said I wanted you naked and in my bed? You seem to be neither of those things.” I step closer so we are only inches apart. I can smell my coconut body wash lingering.
“Well, I thought you might enjoy doing the unwrapping.”
“That was so thoughtful of you.” I run my finger down his chest to where the towel hangs low on his hips. All it takes is one small tug and it falls to the floor. His cock springs free, looking hard and needy as it stands at attention. Wrapping my hand around the head, I give it a nice long pull.
A groan of jumbled words leaves his mouth as he throws his head back, exposing his neck. I suck the sensitive spot just below his ear and I’m rewarded with a twitch of his cock in my hand and a bead of precum pooling at his tip. My thumb swipes the precum as I bring it to my lips and suck. Alex’s eyes roll back. That is when I give him a gentle yet purposeful shove. He lets out a yelp in surprise before bursting into a fit of laughter as soon as he hits the mattress.
“Now, this is what I was expecting to find. You looking sexy, all sprawled out for me.”
“And you like what you see? ”
“Oh baby boy, you have no idea.”
I pull my shirt over my head and he licks his lips, looking just as eager as me. I unbuckle my belt and slowly pull it through the loops. That earns me an open mouthed shudder.
My body begins to thrum with all the ways I could use that pretty little mouth.
I take my jeans and jock off in one fluid motion.
He gasps, “You had a jock on and I didn’t even get to see it. Oh, fuck! I bet your ass looked fantastic.”
“Don't worry,” I say, crawling onto the bed between his knees. “Now that I know you approve I’ll make sure to walk around the house in just my jock more often. Maybe tomorrow morning while I’m making you breakfast.” I move my hands to each side of his head, holding myself above him.
“Deal, but please wear an apron, because you know…” he points to my dick.
I chuckle, “Don't worry, I’ll make sure to protect the family jewels.”
“Good, because I grew very fond of them last time.”
I give him one, single, slow kiss. “I think it’s my turn, then.”
I drag my lips down his neck and place open mouth kisses across his chest. When I latch my mouth around his hardened nipple, licking and sucking, his whole body squirms beneath me. I can feel his cock twitching between us every time I give his pebbled peak a gentle tug with my teeth.
“Oh, fuck why does that feel so good?”
“Mmmm, baby boy, this is nothing, you're about to feel even better.” I lick a path down the smooth skin of his stomach then bury my face in his groin, deeply inhaling the mix of my bodywash and his natural musky scent. A possessiveness washes over me. I want him to be mine.
I lick a strip up the length of his cock, circling the head before taking it to the back of my throat and swallowing.
“Oh, shit! Fuck! Did you enroll in the school of Spencer too?”
I pull off his cock and tilt my head in a what the fuck? look.
I can see the wheels spinning before he nods his head .
“Yeah, I can see how bad that sounded, but trust me it's a thing. Finn even made Spencer one of those Oscar award trophies but with a dildo on it instead of the dude with the bulge.”
What the fuck is happening? I need to stop his ramblings, I don't need to be thinking about Spencer while I’m giving him head.
I wrap my lips around his thick and swollen cock once again, taking him all the way down. He gasps in surprise at the sudden movement. That should shut him up.
“Oh, God yes! Mmmfffp. Please. N-n-n…Nghhh.”
Well, at least I turned it into incoherent ramblings.
The taste of him on my tongue brings my whole body alive. I grab onto my own cock and stroke, trying to ease the tense pressure building in my balls. I suck like my life depends on it, whirling my tongue around the smooth head with each pass. I reach down and roll his balls in my hand, earning me another round of incoherent words. When I give them a gentle tug, his hips nearly buck off the bed and I have to use my other arm to hold him down as I take him all the way to the back of my throat.
“No, no, no, no…” he begs when I release his cock from my mouth. “Yes, yes, yes, yes…” he chants when I bring one of his balls into my mouth, sucking. I repeat the process on the other one before going lower and licking the skin behind them.
“What are you…”
I move my hands to spread him wide and my tongue travels lower until I’ve hit the promised land, circling the tender skin around his hole. His legs move to rest on my shoulders, quivering.
The moan that tears through Alex as my tongue pierces his hole is enough to make my own cock weep. I reach up and grab ahold of his cock and stroke him. His whole body shivers as I work to loosen him.
“That's it baby boy, loosen up that pretty hole for me.”
He groans as his whole body arches off the bed, my words spurring him on. Alex is breathing erratically, clawing for anything he can get his fingers on.
“Oh, your tongue. Fuck, Jaxon, don’t stop. Please never stop.”
I would live down here if it meant spending my days and nights turning him inside out so I could watch him fall apart over and over again .
He whimpers when I remove my tongue from his spit slick hole, if only to quiet him when I reach up, shoving a finger in his mouth.
“Suck, baby boy, get it nice and wet.”
Alex sucks and moans, making my cock feel like it wants to explode. I bring my finger down to his hole and apply pressure. Alex hisses.
“Shhh, relax for me.”
The tight ring of muscle loosens after a few moments and I push all the way in. “There you go. Fuck, you should see how sexy you look right now.”
Alex’s whole body is responsive to every touch I make, and when he thrashes wildly I know I’ve hit the bundle of nerves I was searching for. I add a second finger and he tightens again around me. Wanting to help ease the sting, I cover his cock with my mouth and suck him down. I suck like a man who hasn't had a proper meal in ages. His cock is so perfect.
I take him in and out, licking the vein that runs the length of his cock. He hits the back of my throat, making me gag and my eyes water. Alex tries to pull me off but I grab his wrist, doubling down on my efforts. His hands fly to my hair and I know he's hanging on by a teensy, tiny, thread.
“Oh God! Yes! Jaxon, I’m so close. Please, you're gonna make me come. I need to come, please, please, please.”
That is what I’ve been waiting for, to hear him begging. I pull off his cock. “That’s what I want, baby, shoot your release down my throat. Let me taste you,” I say before continuing to suck him down.
I hit that bundle of nerves over and over again, hollowing my cheeks as he cries out. His cum hits the back of my throat as I take him deep, my nose meeting his pelvic bone.
“Fuuuuuck!” he shouts, his body going rigid as he hits his high. It's a beautiful sight when he finally releases and goes limp with ecstasy.
I’ve been riding the edge all night, fuck , all day. I crawl up his body, my hips straddling his stomach. The need to mark his skin pulses through my veins. It does not take me long. A few pumps and I shoot my load all over his chest. Yes, barbaric I know.
I fall next to him on the bed, both our chests heaving as our lungs seek oxygen.
Alex lets out a bark of laughter. “Holy fuck. That was amazing. ”
I chuckle, unable to help it. His laugh is infectious. I turn my head and our gaze meets.
“Yeah, that was amazing,” I say, staring at the sexy afterglow of a blissed out man. His hair is still damp and sticking up all over the place. And that smile. That smile lights up a room.
“You're okay with everything though? Even the daddy stuff?”
Alex turns his head and looks at me. That beautiful smile is still there. “I like me some kink every now and again but I’m not looking for, like, an actual daddy/boy relationship. But, hearing those words come out of your mouth is sexier than fuck.”
I chuckle at his frankness. “I think we are on the same page. Now, come on,” I say, “let's get you all clean again.”
I grab ahold of his hand, tugging him up.
“But I feel like jello, I can’t move.”
“Don't make me carry you fireman style, because I will.”
He drapes the back of his hand over his forehead. “Oh no, the hardship of being thrown over a sexy, tattooed man's shoulder and whisked away. Whatever should I do?”
I sigh, looks like I’m going to be doing a lot of this in my future. I scoop him up and maneuver him over my shoulder. He lets out a loud squeal.
“Oh my God, you caveman. Oh… wait, nevermind, the view back here is quite nice.”
I slap his ass. “Mine's not so bad either.”
I carry him into the bathroom and set him on the counter next to the sink.
“Fuck, that’s cold.”
“Sorry, I’ll make sure to put a towel down next time so we don’t hurt your pretty little ass before I even get the chance to fuck it.”
He swallows, “Next time?”
I turn the water on, letting it heat up a minute before caging him in with my arms. Only Alex would get stuck on the next time and not me fucking his ass.
“You bet your sweet ass, next time. You see, I’m all in now. I’m a very patient man, Alex. I have plenty of time to wait for your heart to finally let your head catch up. ”
Every look known to man passes through his eyes before a small smile appears. I kiss the tip of his nose as the steam starts to fill the room around us.
“Come on, I think it's ready.”
Alex hops down and steps under the spray. I follow him in, stopping to turn the handle on the wall. Water sprays out of a second shower head on the opposite wall.
Alex jumps from the surprise. I hold him steady and chuckle.
“How have I never realized you have dual shower heads? Although now that I think about it, I would be shocked if you didn't have dual shower heads.”
“Are you complaining about my love for this bathroom?”
“Oh no… I plan on reaping the benefits,” he says, inching closer.
I smile into his lips and Alex kisses me. It's a slow and lazy kiss, one filled with hope and dreams for the future. Why didn't I let myself see him earlier?
Losing both my parents and two of my best friends is hard to get past. And while the losses are not as painful anymore, I didn't realize just how much it was holding me back from actually living my life. Throw in a shitty past relationship, and I became blinded by fear.
I reach for the soap and turn Alex in my arms so his back is to my chest. My softened cock nestles between his round ass cheeks. I kiss that sweet spot where his neck meets his shoulder and I hear a little gasp. The sounds he makes every time I touch him is music to my ears. My soapy hands trail over his chest and stomach, reaching down to wash his dick. It jerks in my hand and I chuckle.
“I can't help it,” Alex says breathlessly. “No one has ever touched me like this.”
I frown.
“How can that be? Your body is a treasure.”
“Mmmm, you really know how to sweet talk a guy.”
I give his cock a long pull, and Alex groans.
“I guess I was always the one doing the worshiping.”
“Well, that is about to change, baby boy.”
“Whatever you say, daddy. ”
“Hnngh…” I can't hold back. I tear my lips from his neck and push Alex up against the shower wall, dropping to my knees and spreading his cheeks with a feverish desire.
Ouch, fuck, I need padded floors. My knees can't take this shit. The frantic need to get him off as quickly as possible takes over as I lick and suck at his hole like my knees depend on it. Alex moans and trembles above me.
“Oh, God… Fuck. ”
“Jack yourself for me, baby.” He takes his cock in hand and starts pumping.
“Yeah, that's it, quick and dirty, baby.”
I go back to attacking his hole. Fuck, I could live down here. If … I had knee pads. Alex’s legs start to tremble and I know that he's getting close, so I continue my assault, gripping his ass and squeezing. His breathing becomes labored and his movements jerky. I give his ass a wet slap just as he shouts out his release. His whole body shakes as he paints the tile wall with his cum.
Alex spins around, leaning back against the wall, gasping for breath. The view from down here is pure perfection, his cock looking well used.
I wince as I stand.
“Oh my God. Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just old knees on a tiled floor, hurts like a son of a bitch.”
He chuckles, wrapping his arms up around my shoulders. “Alright, there old man. Next time I’ll be on my knees for you.”
“Deal,” I say, right before I kiss him.