Chapter Thirty #3
“Fuck. Yeah, I want that, too. So fucking much. I wanna come inside you. I wanna fill you with my cum, cisne, then watch it drip out of you and push it back inside you with my tongue. Then I’m gonna plug you with my cock while you lick me clean. You want that?”
“Fuck yes!” Lulu near-shouted. “You better fucking believe I want that.” Adjusting himself, Lulu aligned the head of Xavi’s cock with his entrance, then sank down, excruciatingly slowly, fucking himself in shallow thrusts at first until he was seated all the way.
They sighed simultaneously as relief and pleasure raced through their bodies.
Xavi’s hands wrapped around Lulu’s hips, his fingers digging into the meaty part.
He felt Lulu’s insides tighten and ripple around him, squeezing his length so tightly that Xavi had to use all his willpower not to come.
“You’re so big inside me, oso,” Lulu hummed, tilting his hips, his chest shooting forward in a glorious display of lean muscles and the creamiest brown skin. His nipples, slightly darker than the rest, stood erect from his pecs, hard as small bullets from pleasure. “I feel you everywhere.”
“I am everywhere.”
“You feel me, too?” Lulu lifted himself slowly, then slid all the way back down, grinding his pelvis against Xavi’s once he’d seated himself fully again.
“I do. It’s like…”
“What?”
“It’s like you’re not just all around me, but inside me, too.”
“I am.” Lulu’s fingertips whispered along Xavi’s obliques as he steadied himself, fucking himself faster, deeper. “I’m inside you, mi alma. Like you are inside me, too. Not just your cock in my pussy, but everywhere.”
“Sweet Jesus!” Pussy. How that word just unlocked a kink inside Xavi that he never knew he had. Or perhaps it was just Lulu, and anything Lulu said or did was Xavi’s kink.
“You like that, big guy? Your cock in my boy pussy? You hear that, oso? How wet you make me? You feel it? I’m so fucking wet for you, papi. My little boy pussy is weeping.” Holy shit.
Closing his eyes, Lulu threw his head back with a deep moan.
His hair cascaded against his shoulders as he started moving, fucking himself on Xavi’s cock, taking from Xavi’s body what he needed.
Lulu’s taint slapped against Xavi’s balls whenever he seated himself to the hilt, then, on every movement upwards, his hole—his boy pussy-—kissed Xavi’s cockhead, until he swallowed Xavi whole again.
Xavi lost all control of his body, fucking up into Lulu with fierce determination, meeting his every thrust with one in return, deeper and harder, like Xavi was carving the imprint of himself inside Lulu.
“I love you,” Lulu cried, his eyes still closed, his thick black eyelashes resting against his skin like tiny feathers.
“I love you so much.” I love you more, Xavi thought to himself.
Obviously, he couldn’t know that for sure, but it felt that way, like there was never a man in the entire history of mankind who’d loved another as much as he loved Lulu.
Closing his eyes, Xavi surrendered, his breath curling in his chest like a mini-storm.
Peace. He felt at peace at last, not just with the world but with himself, too, with his past. Lulu was so hot and tight all around him, not just locking them together but tethering Xavi to the world around them and to parts of himself he had tried to run from.
But Xavi was done running. He wanted to stay right here in the eye of the storm with Lulu.
Gone were the intrusive thoughts threatening to carry him away.
There was only peace, and Lulu, and the promise of his impending orgasm.
Gone were all the hours of loneliness, of longing for something, someone, who could never be his.
Like the stroke of a brush, it was all wiped away, his slate clean, the future his for the taking.
Then Lulu tensed around him, his body glistening with a layer of sweat.
“I’m close. I’m so close, Xavi.” The words had barely left Lulu’s lips before he started shaking, coming, shooting ropes of creamy white cum across Xavi’s stomach and chest, a beautiful guttural sound leaving his body, engulfing them both.
Xavi’s balls tightened as pleasure built in his core, then moved through his body like a source of blasting heat and blinding light.
Spilling inside Lulu, who still spasmed around him, Xavi thrust faster, burying himself as deep inside Lulu as possible while his orgasm washed over him.
Collapsing on top of him, Lulu laughed against Xavi’s chest, the sound echoing through Xavi’s body.
“What?”
“That was fucking awesome,” Lulu slurred, limbless and sated.
“It was,” Xavi hummed, wrapping his arms around Lulu, tugging him closer against him, feeling Lulu’s hot breath against his skin.
Silence stretched between them as they came down from their orgasm, their breathing evening out, their chests rising and falling like they shared one breath.
Lulu, on top of him like this, blanketing him, his sweet scent wrapping around Xavi, felt like the most natural thing in the world.
Like they were always supposed to end up here, together like this.
Eventually, just as he felt himself drifting off, sleep closing in on him, Xavi cleared his throat.
“So… I was wondering…”
“Yes, it was a slip of the tongue,” Lulu mumbled sleepily. “I don’t usually refer to my butthole as my pussy. Guess your big, fat bear dick dicked me down so good and hard, it unlocked a kink.”
“Jesus. That’s not… but yeah, kink unlocked on my end, too.”
Lulu rose, his hair sex mussed, his eyes swimming with exhaustion and perhaps the remnants of his orgasm. “Yeah? Really? Not… not too much?”
“No.” Xavi lifted his head and pressed his lips against Lulu’s in a chaste kiss. “Never too much. Just enough.” Lulu nodded solemnly, then kissed Xavi back, sighing contentedly.
“So, we leave in a few days,” Xavi nuzzled his nose against Lulu’s chin, as he dipped his toe into the unknown. Where it would have scared him shitless before, only anticipation stirred in his chest.
Lulu nodded against his chest, pressing an open-mouthed kiss against Xavi’s pec.
“How uhm… how attached are you to that apartment you share?”
“What do you mean?” He felt Lulu freeze slightly on top of him, his lips hovering above Xavi’s chest.
“It’s just… Allentown is so far away, and we’re both so busy.”
Laughing quietly, Lulu nipped at Xavi’s nipple. “It’s really not that far away. I’ve lived in Allentown for ages, and we see each other all the time, an—”
“Lulu, it’s too far away. Even if you lived across the street from me, or down the hallway, it’d still be too fucking far away.
” Allentown might as well be the fucking moon.
Xavi already felt Lulu’s absence burrowing into every limb in his body, threatening to tear him apart.
The thought of Lulu all the way in Allentown…
“Oh. So you… So what are you saying?” Lulu lifted his head, resting his chin on Xavi’s chest as he frowned up at him, something dwelling in his eyes that looked a lot like hope. Want, too, if Xavi wasn’t mistaken.
“I… I guess I’m saying that I want you to move in with me. If that’s something you’d want, too?” Lulu stared at him, then his eyes grew wider, his brows meeting in the middle. Shifting, Lulu crossed his arms underneath him, his lips twisting slightly.
“What are you doing?” Xavi asked. Perhaps it was too soon or too much, but it had felt so right mere seconds ago, when the need to ask Lulu to be with him all the time had risen inside him.
“Pinching myself.” Lulu’s teeth dug into his bottom lip, and suddenly, he looked so young and vulnerable, like the boy Xavi once knew and had fallen in love with so deeply and irrevocably.
“Why?”
“Why, he asks?” Lulu chuckled. “Because I must be dreaming. I mean, I did suspect I’d made up this whole trip in my head, but now I know for sure.
I must still be in my shitty bed, in my shitty room, in that shitty apartment in Allentown, fast asleep and dreaming.
Because it sounded like you were just asking me to move in with you. ”
“I was. I am.” Xavi smiled, cradling Lulu’s chin in his hand, and Lulu’s obvious vulnerability made Xavi love him even more. It told him that something was at stake here, not just for Xavi, but for Lulu, too. Their whole future was at stake. “So, will you? Will you move in with me, cisne?”
“Yes, I will.” Lulu blinked back his tears, but it was all in vain, his cheeks already wet. “And just for future reference, consider this a yes to anything and everything you’re ever gonna ask me. It’ll always be a yes.”
“Yeah?”
“Sí.”
“Good.”
“But we’re gonna have to set up some ground rules. Because the ‘being impaled on your cock 24/7 part’ might make Sunday brunch a little awkward, you know?” Lulu held up his thumb and index finger, a minuscule space between his fingers. “Maybe just a smidgen, dontcha think, oso?”
“Jesus.” Now that the image invaded Xavi’s mind, he felt himself getting hard again.
“I mean, what if it sets some kinda precedent? Ewww, the last thing I wanna see is Joe impaled on—” Xavi’s hand flew to Lulu’s mouth, shutting him up, before that image had a chance to fester in his mind, too.
“Cállate!” Xavi hissed. “Not another word, mano. Just… no.” Shit, this was what he was in for, right? This… this craziness every day for the rest of his life. And still, Xavi’s heart pounded in his chest with a ferociousness and optimism he hadn’t felt in years. He was in. All the way in.