Chapter 26 #2
I moan and my hips jerk involuntarily, bumping my wet cock against his lips again. He smirks and darts his tongue out to tease my tip.
“Do you believe me yet, baby? Or do I need to prove it to you?”
“Prove it,” I pant, tangling my fingers in his hair again and thrusting at his mouth. “Suck me while you finger me, then fuck me.”
“I like this bossy side of you, Rocky.” He teases his lips along my tip again. “Grab me the supplies from the drawer.”
BUTCH
Percy pushes himself onto his elbows and reaches over to the bedside table while I press my face back between his legs, burying my nose in his sac and tracing the shape of each of his balls with my tongue.
He hesitates for a second as he reaches into the drawer.
“Something wrong?”
He shakes his head. “No, I was just wondering…” He pulls out the lube then bites down on his bottom lip and looks back at me. “Do we need a condom?”
My heart skips a beat. He wants me bare inside him? He wants my cum dripping down the backs of his thighs and leaking out of his tight little hole when I’m done with him? My cock jerks eagerly.
“I was negative at my last physical and I haven’t had any hookups since then,” I answer in a hoarse, barely controlled voice.
“Me too,” he says with a huffy, nervous laugh. “So…?”
“Yeah, baby. I want you to be the first guy I fuck bare.” Maybe the only guy? I don’t want to get ahead of myself and scare him by saying that though.
He lets out a shaky breath, smiling and tossing the lube to me.
I manage to catch it, snapping the cap open with my thumb and pouring a generous amount onto two fingers.
I slip them between his legs, right into his hot crease.
Percy tilts his hips up and bends his knees, and I circle his rim with my fingertips and stroke my tongue up the length of his cock again.
The sweet little moan that he lets out and the way his dick twitches makes mine ache right along with him.
I wrap my lips around him and take him easily into my mouth.
I wasn’t lying to him before. I wouldn’t lie, not to him.
Sure, I’ve enjoyed cum play in the past, but it’s got nothing on the way Percy’s hips jerk and his breath comes out in ragged, uneven pants.
And choking on a big dick has never done much for me.
I like that I can take him into my mouth, use my tongue to stroke and tease him while I find just the right amount of suction with my lips to make him whine my name.
His hole flutters and softens against my fingers, and I carefully ease one in while I swirl my tongue around the length of his cock.
“Butch.” There it is—my name on his lips in that raspy, needy voice. “Oh fuck.”
His hole clenches around my knuckle and I hold still, focusing on finding the pattern of laps and flicks with my tongue that will make him moan the loudest while I wait for him to relax.
He tugs on my hair and groans my name again.
My cock throbs and the sheets get damp with precum.
Precum that’s going to be dripping inside of him soon, mixing with the lube to slick his insides as I sink into him nice and deep.
I moan around his cock and grind into the mattress.
Percy’s hole softens enough for me to move my finger again.
I work it in and out of him slowly until he’s ready for another.
There’s a sheen of sweat forming on his skin, and his hips jerk wildly.
I can feel his cock getting swollen and pulsing with excitement against my tongue.
It’s not long before “yes” and “more” seem to be the only words he can remember, aside from my name, of course.
I moan around his cock and let him fuck himself on my fingers, chasing his first orgasm. First of many tonight if I have my way. His thighs start to tremble and his back arches.
That’s right, baby, give it to me. Give me all your pleasure, all of your orgasms, every twitch and shudder.
“Butch!” He wails my name as his cock starts to pulse between my lips and his hole clenches and throbs around my fingers.
My balls tighten too, and I spill more precum onto the damp sheets, sucking and fingering him until he goes limp and a sweet smile stretches his lips.
I let his cock slip out of my mouth, but I keep my fingers buried inside of him, feeling the twitching aftershocks of his orgasm still quivering through his muscles.
“Take a break for our food?” I offer hoarsely, ignoring the throb of protest in my cock.
Percy shakes his head. “It’ll keep for a few more minutes. I can’t wait for you to fuck me bare. I need it now or I’m going to lose my fucking mind.”
I moan in response and ease my fingers out of him.
He hisses as they slip free, and I reach for the bottle of lube, pouring some onto my cock and rubbing it in with a loose grip.
Percy spreads his legs wider, giving me the perfect view of his relaxed, glistening hole and his wet, swollen cock.
My cock jerks in my hand and another moan rumbles in my throat.
“This might be over embarrassingly fast,” I say.
“I don’t care. Just fuck me.”
I chuckle, grabbing his hips and tugging him roughly towards me.
He moans at the manhandling, and his cock twitches eagerly again.
I notch the head of my cock against his warm, soft hole and brace my elbows on either side of his head, bumping his nose with mine and holding his gaze as I rock my hips forward.
The heat of his insides is so much more intense with nothing between us, and so is the squeeze of his rim around my shaft as I slowly fill him.
My gut tightens and I let out a guttural moan at the same moment that Percy’s lips catch mine.
He swallows it and echoes it back, the sound vibrating between us as I bottom out inside of him, his rim clenching around the base of my cock and his chest bumping mine with every heavy breath.
I don’t even want to move. I just want to live here, as deep inside of him as I can get, with nothing but the sound of our harsh breathing and muffled moans filling the room, and the smell of sweat and lube filling my nose.
Percy doesn’t seem to be in much of a rush either.
Our kiss is patient and slow, and he runs his hands over my body like he’s memorizing every inch of me, tracing the slope of my spine and the curves of my shoulders.
He starts to rock his hips slowly and my balls tighten.
The need to hold him and just feel him ignites into something more urgent that we both can feel.
The kiss gets heavier, and I start to thrust inside him, faster and faster.
His hands still roam over my body, but it’s rougher now, his fingers digging into my biceps and his teeth sinking into my bottom lip.
The sound of our slapping skin joins our panting breaths and stifled grunts and groans as I rut into him, my hips snapping frantically.
“So good, so good, so goooooood,” he whines against my lips, and I growl in agreement.
It’s better than good. It’s fucking heaven.
Harder, deeper, I fill him over and over, my balls getting heavier and my cock getting stiffer.
My stomach grinds against Percy’s cock with every thrust, and his moans get louder.
We’re not even really kissing anymore, just panting into each other’s mouths, our foreheads and noses bumping with every thrust.
I slam into him one more time, and I’m done for.
My balls constrict hard and fast, and my cock starts to throb.
Knowing there’s nothing between us makes the first pulse of my orgasm so intense I forget to breathe.
Knowing every rope of cum that shoots out of my dick is finding a home deep inside of him is enough to make me dizzy.
“Feel my cum, baby?” I growl, snapping my hips wildly.
“Yes,” Percy wails, and his hole clenches around me hard, his orgasm spurring mine on, milking me until my balls are drained and my lungs are burning for oxygen.
Our lips brush in a breathless, exhausted kiss and my hips jerk with the fading aftershocks of pleasure until my softening dick finally slips out of him and we both hiss.
“Thank you,” he whispers.
I laugh as I roll off of him. “No thanks needed, believe me.”
“I meant for making me feel good… desired. It’s nice. I—” He clears his throat. “—really like you.”
“I really like you too.” I brush another kiss to his lips. His stomach growls and we both laugh again. “I bet you’re glad I ordered way too many egg rolls now.”
“Ooh, food,” he says, like he only just remembered that we ordered.
“It should be here by now.” I roll off the bed and stride across the room to my dresser. “Here, you can wear this if you want. Sorry again about your shirt.”
“It’s fine.” He catches the T-shirt I toss him, and because I’m feeling particularly possessive right now, I throw him a pair of boxers too.
We trade looks and dirty smiles while we both get dressed.
My shirt is way too big on him, but he looks damn good drowning in my clothes.
I sweep him up into my arms once we’re dressed and he squeals with laughter.
My heart thunders and all the things I’ve been feeling since Percy walked through the door of Sweat start to take shape, getting more solid and undeniable.
I’m falling in love with him.
Maybe the realization should freak me out, but it feels inevitable and right. It feels like coming home.
I don’t have much time to think about it though as three sets of eyes all swivel in our direction as soon as I reach the living room. Fender, Silas, and Callan are all on the couch with our food spread out on the coffee table in front of them, open and already half-eaten.
“I’m not sure if we’re supposed to applaud that performance or pretend we didn’t hear anything,” Callan says, biting into an egg roll.
“Hey, that’s our food,” Percy complains.
I set him down and he immediately snatches up the box of lo mein he added to the order.
“And it sounded like you worked up quite an appetite,” Fender teases.
“Ooh, Nicolas Cage.” Percy glances at the TV and completely ignores the playful taunting. My heart thuds heavily again. He’s the perfect guy and he can handle my jackass friends, I’m not sure what more I could ask for.
I grab one of the boxes of chicken fried rice and an egg roll before I sit down on the recliner next to the couch. I snag Percy around the waist and pull him onto my lap, and we all settle in to watch a movie and stuff our faces. Ideal Friday night if you ask me.