Page 7 of Salacious Park Avenue Prince

God, he was so fucking hot, even better than all the fantasies I’d had over the years.

I dove back into his waiting mouth and pushed my own boxer briefs down before taking him back in my hand. His pre-cum made it a slick slide that had him gasping against my lips and sucking on my tongue.

Hell fucking yes.Had anything ever felt this good? The answer to that was a resounding no, as it played on repeat in time with my own throbbing cock. I wanted to make this last forever, to linger over every sound, touch, and movement he made, but the likelihood of that happening was about as thin as the boxer briefs I’d just shoved off us both.

We were too young, too horny, and too fucking turned on to draw this out, and I needed to rub up on him something fierce.

I loosened my grip just enough that I could take hold of the both of us, and as soon as my hard length came into contact with his, he trembled.

We were so close now, my pre-cum mixing with his and making a sticky mess between the two of us, but none of that mattered. We were connected from head to toe in a tangle of tongues, cocks, and legs.

He hooked a leg over the top of mine and pulled me in close, needing the friction, craving it now that his body was seconds away from detonation. I tightened my hand, increasing the pressure as we pushed through the hole I’d made just for us.

“Caleb…” I panted, his name the only word that had been spoken between us since this started. But his gasps and heavy breathing were all I needed to know that he was right there with me. That we were about to jump off this cliff together, and damn the consequences.

My strokes became more frenzied then, my fist pumping up and down our lengths like a piston as he jammed his dick up against mine. I could feel my climax threatening now, could hear that Caleb’s was too, and several rough strokes later his body stiffened and his cock jerked against mine. Then he ripped his mouth from my lips and shouted my name, and the sound of it in that raspy, guttural tone, the hot, pulsing jets of his cum on my hand, had my orgasm slamming into me.

I squeezed my hand and eyes shut and exploded in a torrent all over him, and as I milked every last drop from the two of us, I’d never felt happier in my entire life.

A wave of immense satisfaction crashed over me as my breathing slowed and my dick calmed. I released the two of us and opened my eyes, wanting to see the gorgeous guy I’dfinallybeen given permission to kiss.

Caleb blinked his beautiful eyes at me as though seeing me for the first time as I unclenched his fingers from my shirt and began to draw it down my body. I wanted him to know that I was with him, feeling all the things he was. But the second his hand bumped into my erection, bumped into hisown, there was a flash of…horror in his eyes.

The next thing I knew, he snatched his hand back, and moved to his feet, glaring down at me.

“Caleb—” My words halted as he took a step back, shaking his head, reaching for his shirt tails and pulling them over himself as though they would somehow erase the evidence behind them. But it was too late. I’d already memorized it.

His eyes flew to my spent dick, and as the realization of what he’d—we’d—just done began to sink in, he started to back away, almost tripping over the coffee table behind him.

I knew I needed to say something, needed to reassure him that everything was okay, this didn’t have to change anything. But before I could get another word out, he turned on his heel and bolted from the room.

Fuck.Fuuuck.

I was such an idiot. Such a goddamn fool to let this happen. I’d known Caleb didn’t feel that way about me, and still I’d pushed. What had I been hoping for? That one orgasm from me and he’d suddenly realize I was what he wanted? He was straight, for fuck’s sake, and he’d never given any indication otherwise?—

Bang.

The sound of a door slamming somewhere in the penthouse jolted me up off my ass, and I grabbed up my pants, shoving my legs into each side. There was no way I was waiting around for a post-game showdown. It was clear any and all fun we’d been having tonight was now over.

Caleb didn’t want this.

Didn’t want me.

He’d made that pretty obvious by his disappearing act, and I wasn’t about to go up to bed in the room next to his and lie there all night thinking about the look of disgust I’d just seen in his eyes. No way.

I stepped out into the hall and looked up the stairs to where our rooms were located. The silence was so loud it was almost deafening as I grabbed my keys and wallet and headed for the front door.

I needed to get out of there, needed space to breathe. It felt as though my world had just imploded on itself. In the blink of an eye I’d gone from gaining a stepbrother to losing my best friend, and I didn’t know how to take back what I’d just done.

He’d never look at me the same way.We’dnever be the same again.

TWO

travis

Present Day

THE SECOND I stepped off the elevator and felt the bass pounding beneath my Alexander McQueen punk boots, I had a feeling tonight would be epic.

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