Chapter 8 #3
“Damn. I was hoping I could make it all the way to your ass.”
“Say no more.”
I crawled forward until I was close enough for him to grab my ass, using the shorter distance to slip my fingers behind the waistband of his briefs. I brushed through his short bush, twirling my fingers through it before grabbing his dick. He squeezed my ass as I jerked him off.
Maybe this was a bad idea, but who even gives a fuck when it feels that good?
Out of nowhere, he pulled his head back with a gasp. He froze for a second before darting his gaze to the door. “Fuck,” he said, pulling his hand away from my ass.
A knock on the door made me yank my hand out of his pants.
“One second,” he called, jumping up and heading for his shirt, which was still lying on the dresser where he had left it the day before.
Not knowing what else to do, I jumped off his bed and onto the air mattress. I threw the spare blanket over myself and pretended to be asleep. It was just like in the old days.
Alex’s feet paced over the carpet. He pulled the shirt over his head, and just as it slid down his chest, my dad cleared his throat on the other side of the door.
“I only wanted to let you know that breakfast will be ready in ten minutes,” Dad called from the hallway.
“Thanks,” Alex called back. “We’ll be there.”
“Take your time,” Dad replied before I heard him walk away.
I raised the blanket and peeked out from under it. Alex stood by the door, his hair disheveled, staring at me. He pressed both hands to his mouth to keep himself from laughing. Energized by that, I jumped up and stepped toward him.
“That was so close,” he whispered.
“I didn’t expect them to still be doing that.”
“Every Sunday.” Alex smiled as if he actually enjoyed being woken up like this on the one day everyone else would rather sleep in.
My hand instinctively reached for his still-elevated bulge. He looked down at it and then at the door.
“Don’t you think we should go down there?”
“He said himself we still have ten minutes.” Sure, we didn’t have enough time to repeat what we did last night, but it was enough to make him think about me for a while. “And we both know what we need those minutes for.”
He squeezed his eyes shut and inhaled slowly, but after a moment of consideration, he shook his head. “Fuck it,” he said. “Or me, I guess.”
With no time to lose, his hands reached for my back and pulled me in for a kiss. I walked forward, pushing him back until his feet gently bumped against the wall. I slipped my fingers under the fabric and grabbed his dick.
“Naughty,” he whispered, grabbing my butt.
I moved my kisses from his mouth to his chin, then knelt before him.
I pulled down his shorts, his hard dick flopping against my face.
His glans glistened with a tiny drop of precum.
I stuck out my tongue and licked it off, relishing the salty flavor.
His hands combed through my hair as he leaned against the wall, pushing his hips forward to slip his dick into my mouth.
With my left hand, I pulled down my underwear to free my dick so I could jerk off. Within seconds, we found a rhythm. My head bobbed up and down, and even though I tried to stay quiet, I couldn’t help but moan a little as he fucked my face.
“Yeah,” he whispered, holding my head in place. “You like that, don’t you?”
Guilty as charged.
The harder he thrust his cock in and out of my mouth, the faster I jerked off.
I wanted to etch this moment into my memory so I could cherish it later, when I would be alone in my bed again, taking a break from studying for my exams. I wanted to feel his cum shoot onto my body.
I wanted to end our time together with the bang it deserved.
I pushed my head as deep onto his cock until it nudged the back of my throat. Alex gasped, a small grunt echoing through the room. I pulled back, his dick slipping from my mouth and flopping against my nose.
“Cum on my face,” I whispered, stroking faster as I licked his balls.
His fingers rushed to his cock and wrapped around his shaft.
He moved quickly, bumping his head against the wall, eyes closed as he lost himself in the moment.
I could have watched him like this for hours, licking his nuts, waiting for him to reward me.
I leaned back a little and opened my mouth wide.
Just as I stuck out my tongue, his head dropped to his chest. His hips jerked forward as he came, streaking my chin and cheeks.
The warmth tipped me over the edge, too. I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning as I came. I reached down with my left hand to catch my load before it hit the carpet. We both panted, riding out the sudden rush of pleasure.
He let go of his dick, allowing it to flop onto my cum-drenched face, which only made me smile.
“Let’s do this again next year,” I uttered, which made him crack up.
We cleaned up, and when we were done, our mouths found each other for one last kiss. His hands stroked my back and pulled me in for a hug.
“Thank you,” Alex said. “It was wonderful getting to know you.”
“Likewise.” I broke free from his embrace, but kept my hands on his hips for a second longer. ”Now go downstairs before they suspect anything. I’ll wash my face and join you in a couple of minutes.”
Not that I wanted to go—neither downstairs nor away from him—but if we put off facing reality, it would only make things harder.