Page 106 of 10 Ways to Accidentally Fall in Love

“Don’t be.”

“I can’t believe I came that fast,” he pants.

“You said you were close. I just didn’t realize—”

“No, I know. But seeing your cock and then feeling it press into me… The pressure, and… It just…” He makes a small explosion sound before wiping his hair back from his forehead. “I’m a total bottom, aren’t I? Holy shit.”

I huff a laugh, my cock so hard it hurts. “I’m going to pull out now, just so you’re prepared.”

“Wait,” he says, grabbing my arm to stall me. “Could you just…come like that?”

“You want me to…stroke myself off and come inside of you?”

“Well, why not?” he says. “It’s kinda nice, having you there. So you could just…” He mimes jerking off, adding another explosion. “Or pull out. If you’d rather. That’s fine.”

“Just so you know,” I tell him, sliding my hand over the base of my cock, “there won’t be a time where I say no to filling you up.”

“You like the idea of your cum in me?” he asks, his eyes bright, his usual smile back on his face. “Is it because you know no one else has ever had the honor?”

Shit.

“Doesn’t hurt,” I rasp, the tug on my cock mixed in with the sight of my dick still edged in Brad’s body hurtling me toward the edge fast.

“Does it turn you on knowing no other dick has been in my body but yours? That no one has staked a claim inside of me but you?”

“Jesus, Brad.”

“Come on, Joey. Pump me full. I want to feel what it’s like to be marked. Wanna know you’re the one leaving a piece of yourself inside of me.”

A wave of lust hits me so hard I can’t fight it, and I unload inside Brad’s body on a grunt. He makes a sound of surprise as I do my damndest not to press inside of him further. My grip on his thigh is probably bruising, so I ease up quickly, stroking myself through the last of my orgasm, my knuckles bumping Brad’s ass.

I feel wrung out when it’s over, tiny zaps crawling over my skin, the head of my cock still nestled inside Brad’s body. I never want to leave.

“That’s, uh, way hotter than the enema,” he says.

“Oh my God,” I groan, chest heaving as I laugh. “I’m going to pull out now, okay?”

“Yeah.”

Carefully, I inch back. Brad’s brow furrows, but that’s all as I slide out of his body, a string of my cum following the departure. I ache to push it back in.

“Okay?” I check.

“Uh-huh.”

“You sure got mouthy there at the end,” I note, sliding up the bed and lying down beside him, my arm around his middle as I breathe him in.

“I did, didn’t I?” he says, sounding impressed. He wiggles a little to get more comfortable. “You must bring out my dirty side, Joey-roo. Can’t say I hate it.”

I huff a breath, kissing his shoulder. “That felt okay?”

“Uh, yeah? Dude, did you miss the part where I shot off like a rocket the moment the countdown began? We didn’t even make it to one, and I was freaking gone.”

My insides warm as Brad starts in on his usual rambling.

“Next time, I’m taking the whole thing, man. We’ll just have to do less foreplay, or—I don’t know—you need to be less sexy or something.Shit.I forgot about your blowie! Okay, we’re going to work on that, too, because I only got, like, half of your dick in my mouth before you distracted me. Hey, how long do you think your cum will stay in my ass? Do I have to worry about drippage?”

Gold wedding bands or silver?

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