Chapter 10 #2
Malik stepped into the room and shut the door behind him. “Well, would you look at that? A snack.”
I twisted around. “I’d say it’s more of a meal.” Cupping my balls, I fisted the base of my cock and bounced it at him.
Tossing a bottle of lube onto the bed, he said, “You’re absolutely right. What was I thinking?” As he palmed his hard dick through his shorts, he wrapped his free hand around my nape and claimed me in penetrating kisses, his tongue swiping across mine.
Hooking his waist with one arm, my free hand found his hard cock and stroked him through his shorts.
He moaned into our kisses and after a minute, he said, “I have too many clothes on.” He stepped back, and keeping his darkened gaze on mine, he slowly lifted his shirt at the hem and threw it to the floor.
The low light from my nightstand revealed the ripple of his six-pack and the trail of hair leading to his dick, rising toward his hip.
My mouth watered. This was the night. I would suck him off.
Falling to my knees, I snatched the band of his shorts and underwear and worked them down to the floor. As my dick twitched, a pulse of pleasure shot through me. Fuck, he was big and so ready for me.
As I grabbed his cock at the base and focused on it, his breath hitched, and stomach clenched. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” He scraped his fingers through my hair and along my scalp.
“Y-yes,” I croaked and cleared my throat.
It felt like a monumental moment, like this act would secure a permanent spot in the queer community for me.
But it was Malik, the one person in the world who knew me, who saw me.
Maybe I’d never suck another guy’s cock again and that would be okay.
As I peeked up at him, I flicked my tongue across the slit, the heady taste of his precum filling my mouth.
“Jesus, fuck.” He groaned and seized my hair, pulling on it. “I’ll let you know when I’m close, so you can pull off.”
“What if I don’t want to?” I sucked the crown into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it, the taste salty, the masculine musk of him flooding my senses.
My balls ached, and as I slid him toward my throat, I wrapped a hand around my cock, holding it to stave off the ache.
If I stroked, I might come. I had to wait.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Grey. So fucking hot with my dick in your mouth.” He gasped as I took him in deeper, to the back of my throat. “That’s it, take it, swallow me.”
I gulped, and as my throat clenched around his cockhead, his dick twitched against my tongue. I moaned as a rush of heat tingled my cock and my balls drew up. Holy fuck, I loved making him feel good. It was amazing, the power I held over him right now. He was mine—all fucking mine.
As a gravelly moan slipped from him, he rocked his hips, fucking my mouth.
I opened as far as I could, one hand fondling his balls, rolling them while I pumped his dick with my mouth and the other hand, fluttering my tongue across the tip. Tension coiled in my gut, and my cock dripped precum down my shaft. Sucking him was getting me off as much as him.
His dick swelled further against my tongue, and his precum flooded my mouth. He was so damn close, on a hair trigger. I could feel it. Rising onto my knees, I rocked my hips, thrusting into the air, imagining his mouth on me.
“Oh, fuck, gonna come. Pull off, Grey.” He yanked at my hair and then his dick pulsed.
I stayed on him, lapping at the tip while gliding his shaft deeply into my mouth, swallowing as his cum shot down my throat in quick spurts. Moans filled the air as his thighs quivered.
My dick twitched and balls tingled as I thrust into the air, pleasure shivering up my spine. Fuck, I might come. I squeezed my cock, moaning, as I fought to stop the inevitable. Not yet, not fucking yet.
As the twitching in his cock subsided, I pulled off him with a wet slurp and sat on my haunches, swiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
He crouched in front of me, cupping both my cheeks. “Grey, that was amazing.” He pressed quick kisses on my nose, my mouth and my cheeks while lifting me to stand. “Let me do that for you.”
My entire body trembled with need. “Yeah?” I could barely think. What was it about him that made me desire him so much? Was it the years we spent being so close?
He guided me to my bed. “Lie down.”
After creeping onto the bed, I propped onto my ass and then lay on my back at the headboard, my gaze catching the bottle of lube as I lifted my knees. With a soft snort, I said, “We never used the lube.”
“Don’t need it for a blow job, unless?” His brow arched as a spark lit in his eyes. “Would you want to try having me finger you while I do it?” Grabbing the bottle, he crawled toward me and between my legs.
“I-I don’t know. What does it feel like?” I’d already sucked a cock, how much more queer could I be? My cock pulsed against my stomach, and a thread of precum dribbled onto it.
“Your dick seems to like this idea.” He licked the tip and said, “It feels amazing, believe me. If you let me rub your prostate while you come, it’ll be the best orgasm yet.”
“Hard to believe I could come any harder than I already have with you.” I bit the side of my lower lip. What the hell. If I were doing this, I might as well go all the way. “Yes, do it.” I slid my ass toward him and spread my legs. “How do you want me?”
“Just like that.” He poured lube on his fingers, fisted my cock and then devoured me, his wet heat enveloping me in sensation.
“Oh, fuck.” As sparks jolted through my nerves, I arched my back. “I-I’m already close. I almost came just blowing you.” Had I admitted that out loud? I had to, though.
“Oh, really?” As he slipped off me, he flicked his tongue up my shaft while slipping a finger into my crack, rubbing a circle around my hole. As he nudged his finger into me, he asked, “You okay?”
Pressure shuddered inside me, and I gave him a quick nod. I wasn’t sure what that was, but I liked it, and it wouldn’t make me come in one second flat. “Yeah, do it.”
“Okay, bear down so you’ll open for me.” He pressed his finger harder and glided his lips up and down my shaft, then skimmed his tongue into my slit.
“Uh…” My insides pinched as I opened for him and his finger slipped inside me. I squirmed on the bed. It was uncomfortable, but not. “More.” I grabbed his shoulders and held on.
“Yeah?” As he rubbed his lips across my crown, his finger dipped into me.
Sparks lit behind my eyes, and I gasped as his finger dug deep and hit something inside me. A wave of sensation warmed my insides. “Holy fuck, Malik, keep doing that.”
“You like it, huh? Knew you would.” Plunging his finger into and out of me, he licked my cock like a melting popsicle while fisting the base and stroking slowly.
“Oh God, oh fuck, oh God…feels so fucking good.” I groaned while my thighs quivered and goosebumps pebbled my lower half, my climax rolling to the very brink.
“Gonna come…” As my body tensed, my hole clenched around his finger while humming started deep inside me and spread in a powerful surge of pleasure.
“That’s it, Grey, come for me. Let it all out.” He swallowed me whole and pumped my cock with his mouth while fucking me with his finger.
My eyes fluttered shut as my body shuddered with each contraction, my cock bursting cum to the back of his throat. It went on and on until the shudders slowed to soft tremors, and I slumped onto the mattress.
After licking me clean, he crawled over me and lay on my chest, his cheek on my shoulder, his cock hard again and pressing against mine. “Did you like it?”
A low chuckle rumbled in my chest as I fought for words through my post-climax haze. “Like it? I fucking loved it.” Wrapping my arms around him, I hugged him tightly. “It was amazing. You make me feel amazing.” How the hell had I gone without this my entire life?
He kissed my shoulder and caressed my upper arm. “I’m glad. You can do that to me sometime if you want to.”
“I want to.” If we started finger-fucking each other, it was only a matter of time before…What would it be like to have him like that? To connect with him so intimately? I swooned as I imagined my fucking him.
“Hey, do you want me to sleep here with you? Because I’m pretty tired.” He yawned and propped onto his elbows, his forearms cradling my head. “What do you want?”
“You, I want you in my bed all fucking night.” I brushed my fingers down his back and grabbed the globes of his ass. “You’re hard again. Want to take care of it in the shower, maybe?” I had one right here, and we’d had so much fun jerking each other off with soap at camp.
“I’m game for that.” He rubbed the tip of his nose on mine and then pressed a kiss on my mouth, rocking his hips.
My dick heated and rallied. “Let’s go.” I slapped his ass and pushed him off me.
After our soap-filled shower jerk-off session, we dried off and slid between my bed’s cool sheets.
He lay on his back while I scooted into his side, his arm hooked around my neck and my head resting on his chest, one of my legs wrapping around his.
The soft thumping of his heart whispered into my ear. “I can hear your heartbeat.”
“Yeah? How does it sound? Healthy?” He chuckled, and it rumbled inside him. He kissed the top of my head.
“Yes, very.” I brushed my fingers across his pec and toyed with his nipple, perking at my touch.
I felt satiated for the moment. But how long would it last?
“What should we do with the lube when we wake up in the morning?” Yes, I already expected relieving our morning erections with something sexual.
“I don’t know. We slick our dicks up really well and rub off. So far, all we’ve had was spit.” A smirk swept his lips. “I didn’t know you had such a powerful sex drive.” He skimmed his hand in a circle around my shoulder.
“I didn’t know it either.” Rubbing my index finger along the peak of his nipple, my fingertip tickled.
“I’ve never been like this with anyone. When I’ve been with women, having sex seemed almost mechanical.
Like something I was supposed to get through.
I enjoyed it, don’t get me wrong, but I didn’t crave it.
” I lifted my head, gauging his reaction.
Did he think I was a sex addict or something?
“Really. I didn’t know that. But I guess we never talked about it.” Pressing his hand on the back of my head, he pushed me toward him and kissed me. “For the record, I crave you too. Your feelings aren’t one-sided.” He gazed deeply into my eyes. “I’ve never been with a guy like you.”
Warmth crept through my heart, and the beat quickened. “Are you saying that with all the dudes you’ve been with, I’m the best?” I held my breath. It was a bold question to ask. “Tell me the truth, Malik. Don’t butter me up here.” Why did I want to know so badly?
“You are the best, Grey.” His gaze grew soft. “All the guys I’ve been with, our bond was never as strong as you and me. There’s something about the fact we know each other so well, understand each other…shit, it’s amazing. It makes everything we do a million times better.”
The warmth in my chest grew, spreading through my body, and my eyes pricked. Fucking hell, I needed to hear it, to know he felt the same way I did, and it wasn’t me being demisexual or some shit. “You’re the best, Malik,” I croaked. “I love you, man.”
“Yeah, buddy, love you too.” He kissed my forehead.
As I rested my cheek against his chest, I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him tightly.
We’d said we loved each other so many times.
But now, it felt different. For me anyway, things might have changed.
Was it changing for him? Fuck, what would I do when Ella arrived?
It seemed so far away, but I knew better.
“Go to sleep, Grey,” he whispered. “I’ve got you.”