26. Kaden
Kaden
Now playing: “Where Is My Mind?” by Pixies
This is insane. This is utterly insane and completely fucked up. I know that.
I know.
But sanity’s been bound, gagged and thrown in the trunk. Logic’s drugged out in the backseat, and unhinged desperation’s taken over the wheels. I’m outmatched.
Seth presses his tongue to his cheek, then licks his lips as he slowly shuffles over to me.
“Are you sure about this?” he says, hooking his index fingers in the loops of my jeans.
I swallow. Turning it over in my head, like I haven’t thought about this for days now.
And this was the solution I came up with?
Fuck, I need help. I don’t know what’s happening but it’s too late now.
He agreed to my idiotic idea, and the relief I felt when he said yes is embarrassing to even think about.
I nod, and put my forehead to his, a hand on the back of his head.
“I’m serious, though, Seth. This can’t come between us.
I need you. You’re my person.” That’s what’s weighing heaviest. That’s what I’ve been thinking about the most. That I’d come here with this idea, and for some reason say he’d say yes, and then everything’ll turn to shit. I can’t do that. I need him.
“We’re bros before hoes,” he grins, tilting his head so that his lips are so close to mine, and I feel them move when he adds, “I got you.”
And then he tugs on my belt loops, making my hips jerk forward, and presses his lips to mine. And it feels like a Judas’ kiss on our friendship, but I ignore that and kiss him back.
He opens his mouth and I slide my tongue inside. He tastes like cherries and ruin. And I want more.
A jolt shoots down to my groin as I place my other hand on the small of his back, pressing him closer, and he rolls his hips against my hardening dick.
It started swelling already when he was talking about blowjobs and now I can’t stop thinking about it.
How fucking good it felt. I want it again. And again. And again.
I’m out of my mind, I know that, but at this point, I’m just going with it.
I push him backwards, lips still fused together, and walk him towards his bedroom.
He grabs hold of my Henley, pushing it up.
I break the kiss and let him pull it off, throwing it somewhere on the floor.
He pauses for a second, letting his eyes roam over my heaving chest and then down to my stomach, and a lopsided grin spreads across his lips.
I tug on his tee, and pull it off. Dropping it on the floor beside us before I grab hold of his jaw and press my lips to his again.
His back hits the wall beside his bedroom door, and I’m filled with something I don’t recognize.
I don’t know if it’s this whole situation that’s making me absolutely fucking feral, or if it’s Seth—and that I trust him with my life—or the absolute rock-solid dick I’m sporting, but I’ve never been this turned on in my life.
I don’t know what’s come over me, but I need to do something before I lose my goddamn mind.
I snake a hand between us, and he gasps when I palm his bulge through the fabric.
He drags his hands down my back, and grabs my ass.
I hook my fingers inside his sweats, pulling them down, and wrap a hand around his dick.
It’s rock hard, but the skin is velvet-soft.
And it’s foreign and familiar all at once.
I can’t tell the instant rush of panic and excitement apart.
And when I slowly stroke him from base to tip, and he throws his head back against the wall with a moan, I can’t think at all.
It’s like an inferno inside me. A fucking beast taking over me and when I look at him, and his eyes are hooded, and his mouth open, and he’s whimpering as I touch him—I lose it completely.
I rub myself against his thigh, trying to get some friction and move my hand up to the tip, gathering the pre-cum with a twist of my hand before I drag it down to the base.
“Wait!” he breathes. “Kade! Fuck—” He pulls back, swatting my hand away and taking a few quick breaths.
He opens the door beside him, pulling me in by the waistband and starts unbuckling my belt.
I pull my jeans off as he kicks off his sweats, and then he drops down to his knees.
I barely have time to react before he swallows me down, making me groan loudly.
He pulls off, his tongue swiveling around the head, while he wraps a hand around the base, and he sucks me in again. Taking me so deep, his nose brushes my pubic bone while stroking me with his hand.
“Holy fu—” I gasp, placing a hand on the back of his head, trying to regain some balance.
And he’s got a magic mouth or something because I’m close already.
It’s fucking embarrassing. I can’t stop my hips from thrusting down his throat, and when he moans, the vibrations travel up my dick, and I can’t hold off.
“I—mm, I’m gonna come,” I moan, my chest heaving and my balls drawn up tight. He rises to his feet, and wraps his hand around us both and kisses me. I kiss him back with a hunger I don’t recognize. Taking everything he’s giving me.
“Fuck, Kaden…” he moans, and it only takes a few more strokes before I completely combust. And then he’s coming too.
He works his hand until we’re both wrung dry, and my legs threaten to give out under me. Seth’s shaking and breathing hard, resting his head on my shoulder.
And all I can think is: damn, I’ve been missing out.