Chapter 17 #2
“Just feel, Aleks,” I said, then I lifted my hand to the back of his head and pulled him down for another kiss.
He moaned and began kissing me like a starved man.
His cock was hard and hot against my abdomen and I could feel pre-cum leaking from the head.
I would have given anything to touch him there, or better yet, taste him, but I knew he wasn’t ready for that.
Aleks’s instincts took over as he fervently kissed me.
He humped my stomach as hard and heavy as if he’d been inside of me and I nearly came at the thought of it.
I’d let a few guys fuck me early on when I’d realized I was interested in men and not women, but it’d been a long time since I’d allowed anyone that level of intimacy.
But I knew I’d give it to Aleks in a heartbeat.
“That’s it,” I groaned as I squeezed Aleks’s ass just a bit, then urged him to grind into me even harder.
He dragged his mouth from mine and buried his face in my neck.
He was panting hard, his hot breath further dampening my already sweaty skin.
His whole body twisted and writhed on top of me and I lifted my legs so I could pump my own hips upward.
I had nothing to actually fuck besides the material of my shorts, but that was more than enough.
The fingers of Aleks’s right hand twisted into my hair as he began to cry against my throat.
But I knew he wasn’t scared or upset.
He was just completely overwhelmed.
“That’s it, baby, just let go,” I said as I kissed his cheek.
His left hand sought out mine. He linked our fingers and then he pressed our hands onto the bed. His hold on my hair tightened as his entire body drew taut.
“James,” he groaned.
My own orgasm was right there, but I managed to hold it off. I slid my finger along Aleks’s crease but didn’t apply enough pressure to let it slip between his cheeks. I eased it beneath the shorts and gently touched his balls before giving them a little squeeze.
“James!” he cried. I sought out the shell of his ear with my tongue, then bit down on the lobe as I massaged the sensitive skin between his balls and his hole.
He came apart at the contact. Hot liquid spewed all over my abdomen as he desperately fucked me.
I kept massaging him through the orgasm as my own climax raced up my spine.
I moved my hand up to grab his ass as I fucked upward, imagining it was his tight body I was about to empty myself into.
Aleks clung to me as I came. I shouted into his ear as my cum shot from my dick and soaked through my shorts and began dripping down the inside of my thigh.
My brain turned to mush as the pleasure quaked throughout my body and caused my limbs to tingle with sensation.
When I finally relaxed, Aleks’s body was still on top of mine and his mouth was pressed against my ear.
He’d unlinked our hands at some point and was holding my face.
My hands had somehow both ended up on his ass, one closer to the dip in his back, the other lower down where the fabric was bunched up.
I could feel his cum sliding down the sides of my abdomen as well as pooling in my belly button.
What I wouldn’t have given to have been naked beneath him and felt the hot liquid mixing with my own juices and drenching my spent dick.
I felt the moment Aleks came back to himself and realized what we’d done. He tensed up and then he was lowering his hands.
I expected him to panic and climb off me, but he didn’t. Instead he whispered, “I don’t know what I’m supposed to say now.”
I kissed his neck.
“Anything you want.”
“You’ll think I’m being foolish,” he said.
“I can guarantee you that’s not going to happen.”
I felt him smile against me. “I think I messed up your shirt.”
“Good,” I said with a laugh.
“Not good,” he said. His fingers began stroking my beard. “I love wearing your shirt.”
“Then we’ll wash it.”
“Now?”
“Now,” I agreed.
He finally leaned up so he could look at me. His smile was languid and wistful. He ran his thumb over my mouth. “Will you feed me?” he asked. “I’m very hungry.”
“Absolutely,” I said.
“Grits?”
“If Luca doesn’t have the ingredients, I’ll go find a cornfield and cut some of that shit down and figure out how to make it… with jalapenos,” I said in complete and total seriousness.
His mouth went still for a moment and I knew it was because he could tell I meant every word I said. He smiled again. “Or maybe just cereal with rabbits on the box?”
“One trickster rabbit coming up,” I said.
Aleks leaned down and kissed me. “Did I do it right?” he asked, his voice taking on a desperate quality. I remembered his fear of not being able to please me. I took his hand and first put it on my heart, which was still pounding.
“If that doesn’t convince you, this will,” I said as I moved his hand down to my damp groin. I made sure I wasn’t inadvertently making him touch my still half-hard dick in the process. But to my surprise, when I released Aleks’s hand, he let it linger and then he was brushing me through the shorts.
“I guess you have to do laundry too,” he said with a sheepish smile.
“I guess so.”
“Maybe next time we take our clothes off first,” he said, his voice holding a hint of uncertainty.
I was just thrilled there’d be a next time.
I sat up, grabbing his waist as I did so that he wouldn’t topple off me.
“That sounds like an excellent plan,” I assured him.
I kissed him softly and said, “You can use this shower and I’ll use the one in the guest bathroom. Do you know where the kitchen is?”
Aleks nodded as he wound his arms around my neck. “Or you could just show me where it is… after we take a shower… together?”
I kissed him again. I loved his shyness but I loved even more that it wasn’t silencing him.
“Now, that sounds like an even better plan.”