Chapter 9
Chapter nine
Loving
After everyone went home or went to bed, Rico wheeled Dillon into his room.
He figured pushing the chair for Dillon was the equivalent of carrying him over a threshold or something equally as cheesy.
Once in the room, Dillon wasted no time getting from his chair into the bed.
“You need a bigger bed if we’re going to stay here. ”
“Maybe we spend more time at your place. It’s more...”
“Convenient?”
“I was going to say, private.” Rico leered at Dillon.
Dillon smiled and pulled his shirt off. “Private is good.”
Rico grabbed his crotch. Dillon looked damn sexy in his bed. He strutted across the room, feeling proud of his boyfriend. “So...about this choking thing...”
“Don’t get too excited.” Dillon chuckled. “I’m not going to do it every time you choke on the track.”
“How about every time I don’t?” Rico crawled up on the bed, his knees beside Dillon’s legs.
“How about we just do it whenever?”
“How about I start?” He unfasted Dillon’s fly.
With a little shuffling, he managed to get Dillon’s jeans off.
He slid Dillon’s boxers down to his knees, gave a maniacal laugh, and licked the head of Dillon’s half-hard cock.
It came alive beneath his fingers and tongue.
He rubbed Dillon’s balls for good measure until he was fully hard. “Ooh...you’re ready now, baby.”
Dillon grunted and flexed his hips forward.
“Sexy thing.” Rico growled a little then took Dillon down his throat. He loved having Dillon inside his mouth. He slurped and bobbed, greedily.
Dillon grabbed a handful of his hair. “So fucking hot, Rico...” His hips came off the bed.
“Yeah, do it. Fuck my mouth, Dillon.” Rico sucked him harder, and Dillon rolled his hips.
It wasn’t a hard fucking, but rather a slow rhythmic punch, but Dillon was moaning and grabbing Rico’s hair harder and pulling it.
He was all passion and fire. Rico hoped his orgasm was slowly building.
He wanted to give Dillon the best one of his life.
He swiped his tongue along Dillon’s shaft as he moved up and twisted it around his head before he slid back down. Unlike with other lovers, he didn’t taste any precum, but he didn’t care much either. The only thing that mattered was making Dillon feel good.
Rico was so turned on by what he was doing to Dillon that he ground his dick into the mattress, wanting more friction. When Dillon gasped, he thought he was going to cum in his pants, but he didn’t. He slid his fingers behind Dillon’s balls and teased the tip around his hole.
“Fuck!” Dillon called out only a second before he unloaded down Rico’s throat. It wasn’t much semen, easily swallowed, but the way Dillon shook made it seem like he would have exploded like a fucking rocket.
Rico eased off and glanced up at Dillon. He looked fucked out with half-lidded eyes and his mouth hanging open. “Damn, I love you.”
Dillon’s eyes grew wide. “What?”
“Uh...”
“Don’t even think about taking it back.” He pushed up to a sitting position and reached for Rico.
Rico crawled up the bed to lay by Dillon’s side. “I’m not taking it back. Is it too early? I’m not scaring you? ‘Cause I don’t know how to do shit halfway. I don’t dip my toe in slowly. I jump.”
“Cannonball right into the deep, don’t you?”
“Yeah.” He stared into Dillon’s eyes, impossibly blue. “That’s me.”
“I love that. I love you.”
“Don’t say it if it’s not true.”
Dillon dug his fingers into Rico’s shoulder. “Don’t doubt me. I know how short life is. I know how quickly things can change. If I feel it, I mean it, I say it. Got it? I don’t lie. I don’t want to play games. When I said you were my boyfriend, I meant that shit.”
Rico closed the distance between them, pressing his lips to Dillon’s, shoving his tongue between Dillon’s lips, and tasting his heat.
Dillon shoved his shoulders back. “My God.”
“What?”
“I can taste myself in your mouth.”
Rico smirked at him, feeling like the king of the world. “Yeah, fuckin’ tastes great.”
“I’m surprised I even—”
“I’m not.”
“Cocky bastard.”
“So why don’t you reciprocate?” Rico grabbed his crotch. “I’m aching for you.”
Dillon practically growled as he pushed Rico onto his back.
He attacked Rico’s mouth, then his throat, then he moved lower, pulling up Rico’s shirt so he could get at his belly.
Dillon stuck his tongue in Rico’s belly button and unbutton his jeans.
He had Rico’s pants off in record time. The heat between them was scorching.
Without any hesitation, Dillon sucked Rico’s cock.
What had been building between them was already so much more than sex and fun.
They cared about each other. They’d said the L-word.
So with Dillon giving him head, he felt warm and loved.
In the pit of his stomach, something hot bloomed and spread with his impending orgasm.
It grew steadily, pushing forward until he finally erupted in his own rocket blast. Dillon took it all down, then afterward, he pulled Rico up to cuddle with him.
Their sex was amazing, but it wasn’t the finish jump. No, that would be their shared hearts and shared family, and the future they could create together.
~the end