Chapter Sixteen
Wraith
The things I want to do to this boy is unfathomable!
I drank his cum from his dick like it was my fucking life source and I’d proudly fucking do it again whenever the fuck he wants.
I wipe the water droplets hanging on my face away with my hand before grabbing Grey Eyes and kissing the fuck out of him.
He tastes like my piece of heaven designed only for me.
My penis is beyond rock hard, it’s almost painful.
I need to get inside my boy before I lose my mind.
I stroke myself as I kiss him. He breaks the kiss and says,
“I want you in my mouth again.”
“No.” I grunt. “I want to fuck your pretty hole.”
He goes to protest but to shut him up I lean down to bite his neck, harshly.
He hisses, so in response I use my tongue to lick and soothe the assaulted flesh.
His skin tastes like the greatest snack anyone could ask for.
But he’s not a snack, he’s my entire meal, and as much as I want to devour him I do intend to savor him, but that’s only if I can control myself until I cum.
Palming his ass I smack each ass cheek before turning him back around, giving me the best view of his round globes.
He doesn’t have abs, muscles, or anything like that, but his flat, smooth tummy and round globes of an ass make up for that, along with the water droplets dancing on his brown flesh.
My mouth waters at the sight so I lean down and collect the water droplets and swallow like I’m drinking a tall glass of the earths finest replenishing water known to mankind.
“You ready for my dick, Grey Eyes?” I ask.
“Please.” He pleads, his head plastered to the glass wall once again.
I crowd his back and kiss his ear.
“Say that again.” I growl in his ear, grabbing ahold of his hands.
Bringing his hands above our heads I trap them between the glass and my own hands for the second time tonight.
“Beg for my dick, Grey Eyes, tell me how much you want me to fuck you.” I taunt, my penis sliding up and down his ass crack, teasingly.
He moans and bites his lip.
“Please, please my Dark Angel, please fuck me, show me the dark side of your paradise.” He begs.
Fuck. Me. The dark angel in me flutters his wings in delight.
Maneuvering my hips the right way I find his hole with my dick and enter him.
My head falls onto his as I settle inside him, the pleasure unparalleled to any other pleasure I’ve felt since my parents death.
Slowly I move in and out of him, fucking him while still savoring him.
He moans his pleasure with his eyes closed.
I lean over and kiss his jaw as I pick up the pace.
I make my way to his mouth and our tongues tangle with each other.
He moans in my mouth and I nearly lose my self-control as I swallow his moan.
“Keep your hands where they are.” I demand.
Moving my hand away from his I wipe the glass free of the steam and see that the mirror is nearly completely fogged but I can still see us.
“Watch me fuck you until the fog blocks your view.” I demand.
He whimpers and moans as he lifts his head to watch us in the mirror.
My hands move from the glass to grip his hips.
Using my hold on him I press his body into the glass and use my hands to pull him back onto my dick, watching myself disappear and reappear from inside him. I grunt as the sight satisfies me.
“Fuck yeah, keep fucking me my Angel.”
That only powers me to fuck him harder.
“Ohmigod.” He moans, struggling to keep his hands plastered to the wall.
“What’d I say about that.” I growl, still fucking his hole.
His hole contracts around my penis and my knees nearly buckle.
I lean over him and catch myself using the glass wall.
I look out the glass and see that the mirror is now all fogged up and I pull him from the wall.
Pulling out of him I turn him around and lift him to make him straddle my hips.
His nails dig into my back as he leans down to lick the tattoo of the cross with angel wings behind it on my collar bone.
He traces the tattoo with his tongue then kiss the center of the cross.
My head falls back as I reach for my dick and find his hole again.
Before entering him again I play with his hole, fingering him.
I curl them inside him and he wiggles before pulling away from my tattoo and smiling down at me. I smile back at him.
“You are talented with your fucking fingers.” He says.
“Yeah?” I ask.
He nods.
“Good you think so.”
I find his prostate and he bucks in my arms.
“You can’t move too much; I don’t want to drop you.” I state. “Not that I’d let you fall.”
I then place the tip of my penis at the entrance of his hole and puncture it. He throws his head back and moans, his grip getting tighter around me. Once my dick is settled inside him my hands move to his hips and I use my grip on them to pound the fuck out of him.
“Ooohhh fffuucck!” he moans.
He arches his back which places his chest in my face, so I lean my head closer to his chest and latch onto his nipple.
“Shit!” he gasps, looking back at me.
His hands find my hair and the hair on the back of my neck stand up with anticipation, hoping he’ll pull my hair like he did earlier.
I nearly came when he finally pulled my hair while I was giving him pleasure.
His nipple stands at attention in my mouth and I use my tongue to flick the bundle of nerves before biting, hard.
“Fuck, I feel another orgasm building, how are you—how’d you—”
“Shh, just enjoy the ride.” I smirk.
He stops me from plowing into him and pulls me out of him.
“Fuck me in doggy.” He pants, getting on the shower floor.
The spray from the shower pours a river over his back and creates a waterfall over his ass.
“Don’t have to tell me twice.” I grumble.
Getting on my knees I slap his exposed hole with my cock, letting the water run over it before plunging back inside my boy.
“Fuck yeah, right there.” He moans, reaching behind me to grab my ass cheek.
I chuckle as his nails dig into my ass.
“Fuck me, Wraith, please, fuck me.” he pleads.
Reaching for his shoulders I continue to pound his ass, hard.
“Oh yeah!” he says as water splashes everywhere around us.
He helps me pound him with his hand on my ass, pulling me deeper inside him and it’s so fucking hot. My wet hair falls into my eyes so I let him continue to guide me inside him the way he likes as I push my hair out of the way.
“You feel so fucking good, Grey Eyes.” I smile.
Reaching under him I play with his nipples. His head hangs between his shoulders as I do so.
“Fuck me, make yourself cum again.” I demand.
He drives back harder, faster, moaning. His eyes roll to the back of his head as he fucks my dick like his own personal fuck toy.
I watch his ass stretch and take my dick over and over again and fuck me if it isn’t a pretty sight.
I raise my hand and smack his gorgeous, peachy ass each time he pulls away from my dick.
He moans louder, the sound echoing in the shower.
He uses one of his hands to support himself while the other reaches for his dick.
Smacking his hand away from his cock I grab hold of both his hands and hold them back as I begin to plow him.
“Oh fuck!” he exclaims, his head dangling between his shoulders.
“If you cum you cum from my dick and only my fucking dick, nothing else.” I demand. “You understand?”
“Yes, my Angel.” He says through his moaning and grunting.
I feel his hole constrict around me and it takes all of me not to cum before he does for the second time tonight.
He balls his hands into fists, grunting.
“Fuck I think... I think...” he’s breathless now. “I think I’m going to... fuck!”
His hole grips my dick multiple times and I see his cum flow with the water into the drain. Letting go of his hands I lean over him and hug him from behind, still pumping into him.
“Wraith.” He moans on a whisper.
I kiss and nibble on his back. He giggles before trying to push me off him.
“Okay, okay, I’m sensitive now!” he chuckles as I still continue to fuck him.
Letting him go I pull my cock out of him and he stands up to force me up. Kissing me his hands fall exploring my body, fingers tracing my tattoos before gripping my manhood. He slowly begins to jerk me. My dick jerks at his touch and he smirks, his lips brushing against mine.
“I want a facial.” He says before falling to his knees.
I look at him as he smacks his lips with my dick before it’s engulfed in his warm wet mouth.
My head falls back and my eyes close immediately.
I feel his mouth go up and down my length and soon he deep throats me, gagging on me.
Pulling off he jerks me with both hands before placing me back in his mouth.
My hands blindly find his head and I look at him as I begin to guide him up and down my cock.
“Fuck Grey Eyes, that mouth of yours does wonders.”
I feel his tongue cup my length before it swirls around it. I chuckle.
“Damn you’re eager for your Angels cum, aren’t you?” I smile.
All he does is hum and the vibrations from his mouth goes through my dick.
Damn him! I pull his hair to pull him off me and begin to slowly jerk myself off.
Seconds later I’m grunting and moaning as I paint his pretty face with ropes of my white semen.
My chest heaves as I smear the cum on his mouth over his lips with my thumb.
He looks up at me with delight in his eyes.
“You’re ten times prettier with my cum on your face, marking you as mine.” I state.
His tongue darts out to lick the cum from his lips. He then sucks my thumb in his mouth and sucks the semen from my digit.
“Who said I was yours? I could have just used you for your dick.” He says a devious smirk on his cum streaked face.
I grab him by the throat and haul him to his feet and look him the eyes.
“I can be your sex toy for the rest of my life, but I’ll be damned if you let someone else fucking touch what’s mine.” I growl.
I squeeze his neck before letting him go. “I’ll go get some towels for us to use.”
With that I exit the shower to do as I say then we shower together, with me groping him a little more, before we head to my bed to fall into a deep, satisfied slumber.
***
I had a dream about a place I discovered when I was in high school.
A place I thought would be the perfect spot for someone to take their person for a special date or some shit like that.
Since I didn’t have anyone to take to this place I forgot about it, and I thought since I have Grey Eyes for the weekend, I’d take him to this place.
Which is why I’m currently about to burn down the kitchen trying to make some eggs.
“Who are you planning to poison?” Frani asks as she enters the kitchen. “And why are you cooking in just your boxer briefs?”
“I’m making breakfast.” I state.
Frani looks around.
“We have a cat, dog, or something?” she asks. “Because those eggs aren’t sanitary for a human being to eat.”
I flip her off as I take the skillet off the stove. She returns the bird as she walks to the stove and bumps me out of the way with her sharp hip.
“Fuck!” I hiss as I jostle to the side.
“Move out of the way.” She said. “Let me cook the eggs.”
She reaches for the carton of eggs and pulls out six eggs. I’m assuming her and dad want some too. She chuckles as she cracks an egg into the new skillet I placed on the stove in front of her.
“Every time you make eggs you burn them.” She comments.
“Oh, fuck off.” I said.
“Don’t hate because I know how to make eggs without burning them.” She says. “It’s just one more thing that makes me better than you.”
I find her ticklish spot and tickle her. She shrieks as she moves out my reach.
“Shut up.” I playfully groan.
She giggles.
“So did you have a nice time last night?” she asks.
I just look at her and when I don’t speak she looks at me.
“I heard him last night, through the vents.” She adds. “I’m sure dad did too and was just too tired to come and tell you to keep it down.”
“No, I just didn’t want to embarrass the boy.” Dads gruff voice said as he enters the kitchen.
He’s just in a pair of pajama pants as he goes for the fridge. He pulls out the milk and gets himself a glass. Frani groans.
“Males and their nudity.” She mumbles under her breath.
“You know you can walk around in your bra and underwear if you want Frani, your brother and I won’t mind.” Dad said. “We’re a family at home with no rules to follow but our own.”
Dad pours some milk into the glass. He lifts it to his mouth and takes a big gulp.
“I’d rather not.” Frani says.
“Where is the boy anyway?” Dad asks, sitting at the dining room table.
“Upstairs, still sleeping.” I respond.
“Well have him come down here for breakfast, I’d like to meet him since we are trying to protect him.” Dad says.
I nod.
“I’ll wake him up when breakfast is ready.” I say.
***