Page 48 of Twink Heart

?Grabbing my hips, Rowan fucked me even harder, my body rocking against the couch. The sounds of skin on skin, moans, and effort filled the air. My muscles tensed and I felt my balls drawing up, the familiar tingling sensation crawling up my body.

?“Fuck… fuck, fuck, fuck!”

?With one last cry, Rowan slammed himself to the hilt, his cock easily popping past my second ring. His cock throbbed heavily as a searing heat filled my belly. I felt each and every shot of cum that he pumped into me, the sensation making me feel absolutely drunk with lust. It was also just enough to push me over the edge.

?A cry escaped my lips and my hips bucked as the orgasm rushed over me. Without touching myself, my cock pulsed and striped my chest in sticky cum. Rowan stared down in disbelief, his mouth hanging wide as he watched me writhe in pleasure. I couldn’t help riding his cock through the entire orgasm, milking him with my tight ass.

?Eventually he had to pull away, the overstimulation too much to bear. A rush of cum followed his exit, and I practically drooled in happiness as his cum leaked out of my ass.

?Rowan collapsed beside me on the couch, his legs splayed wide and his spent cock still twitching between them. I let my feet fall back to the floor, my body shaking as I realized I’d forgotten to breathe for the past thirty seconds or so.

?“Oh my god,” I panted as I relaxed into a man-shaped puddle on the couch. “That’s the best cock I’ve ever had. No contest.”

?“What?” Rowan replied just as breathlessly.

?“No joke. The best. Hands down.”

?“I’m not even that big,” he retorted, giving his half hard cock a shake. “You’re bigger than me.”

?“Yeah, but you’re thick,” I moaned, rolling over to kiss him. “And that ridge on the head is fucking magical. I’ve never had someone beat my prostate into submission like that And I’ve never cum without touching myself before..”

?He laughed, but he still looked a bit concerned. “It almost sounds like I hurt you.”

?“Only in the right ways,” I smiled, kissing him once more. “I know I’ll be sore and I hope I limp for a week. Every time my used ass twinges I want to be reminded of how you bred me today.”

?He blushed in embarrassment, but I could see his smirk poking through. “Was it really that good?”

?I held up three fingers on my right hand. “Scout’s honor. Best I’ve ever had.”

?“Fuck…”

?“Damn right,” I smiled, patting him on the leg as I rolled back to my original position. “Good hustle.”

?“Good hustle?”

?“Yeah. That’s what straight guys say, right?”

?He lifted an eyebrow in my direction. “I don’t know. I’m not straight, remember?”

?“Not after that you aren’t.” I gave him a wink. “Welcome to the Alphabet Mafia.”

Chapter Twenty-Three: Rowan

Despite how tired I was from not sleeping the night before, I could barely sleep again with James in my arms. My heart was still racing, although it wasn’t from the sex. It was racing because I’d found something I didn’t know I needed. Something I never thought I’d find again.

?A place to belong and someone to belong too.

?Now, I wasn’t quite ready to call up a wedding planner and book a venue, but I knew I definitely felt a strong something toward James. Everything I’d told him was true. He felt safe, like the special place that was made just for me. In the world of heartache and hurt like I’d become used to, he was a bright ball of sunshine that drove the darkness away. Already I found myself smiling completely by accident. Colors were brighter, and the world didn’t seem so dark. Even my situation and the fact that I had almost nothing couldn’t bring me down.

?I felt happy for the first time in months. Up until that moment, I wasn’t sure I could ever feel that way again. On top of that, I hadn’t realized how long I’d been miserable until James came into my life. I felt stupid for trying to push him away at first. Things that worried me before seemed like silly trifles to be upset about. Who cared if I liked guys too? Being bisexual wasn’t a crime, and I wasn’t going to look at it like it was the end of the world anymore. In fact, it barely changed anything. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I’d always been this way, I just wouldn’t allow myself to accept it.

?All that was over now. Heading into the future I would be true to myself, I would do my damnedest to look on the bright side, and I’d do everything I could to not only make my life better, but James’ as well. Starting today I would have a brand new life.

?And as much as I wanted to wake James and celebrate that fact, I knew I should let him sleep. So, when the early gray of morning eventually rolled around, and I was far too restless to stay in bed anymore, I kissed him gently on the neck and slid out of bed without being noticed.

?I took myself to the kitchen, turned on the coffee pot, and went over to the sliding glass door to stare out at Lake Michigan. Despite the early hour, the lake was still a gorgeous sight to behold. The early morning blues and pinks along the horizon reflected off the water, giving the world a strange ethereal glow. A part of me wanted to run down to the beach and go for a swim, but I didn’t want James to wake up and find me gone. The last thing I wanted was for him to think I’d run off on him like all those other guys. No. For now I’d stay in the cabin. We could go swimming when he woke up.

?A flash of light behind me caught my attention. I turned to see a car pull into the cabin’s driveway. It was a dark sedan with those bright blue LED lights that could peel your cornea right off your eye. I held up a hand to block the light and moved to the side so I wasn’t being blinded.

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