Page 57 of What I've Tasted of Desire

My pulse rate was quickening by the second, and a slick sheen of sweat had broken out on our skin despite the drafty old room plagued by single-paned windows.

“Tell me what you need, baby.”

I braced my arm around his back and reached up to grab a handful of his hair. “J-ju.. just a l-l-, Oh.. my God…”

“Yeah, just a little faster? Just like that?”

I held him exactly in place and thrust into him, just like he’d asked. His volume level increased two-fold, and he clung on to me tighter. “Are you gonna come for me? Are you gonna come riding my cock like a good boy?”

Alex’s whole body tensed up as he threw his head back and howled. I ground my teeth, doing my best to keep my pace steady and hold his position just so…

His hole grew so tight around me that it was painful, and I immediately filled him with every drop I had. Alex cried out one last time before pulling my head in against his chest as cum shot straight up out of his slit. He cursed through his release.

I leaned over as far as I could and managed to catch some of it in my mouth and across my cheek and lips as Alex continued to slam himself down on my cock, milking stream after stream of thick spunk out of him and all over the two of us.

Tom could never…

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Alex. Do you know that? You know how fucking perfect you are, baby?

Alex moaned twice more, and his orgasm finally came to an end. There was cum everywhere. To walk in and look at us right now, you would have thought two or three dudes had just blown loads all over us and disappeared. It covered my face, neck and torso, and it was all over Alex. He shuddered, and his legs trembled as he let out a haggard breath. My dick was still stuffed within him. I could feel his inner walls contracting around me.

“You feel better, baby, now that all of that has been fucked out of you?”

I was still rock-hard inside of him as I reached up and brushed my hand across his hair to get the sweat-sticky locks off his forehead. Alex nodded and tried to open his eyes, but it only held for a moment before they slipped closed again. He was still panting.

“Did you finally get fucked by a real man who knows how to take care of you?”

“Ye- yes. Oh m-my g-gggod, yes.”

“Are you gonna spend the rest of your life coming on my fat cock just like this, baby boy?”

He finally opened his eyes and looked at me, his mouth still open, and he licked his lips.

“R-really?”

“I’m going to take care of you forever, sweetheart.” I shifted us and grabbed hold of his thighs. “Hold on tight.” I stood up, carrying him, walked across the room, and hoisted him up the stairs, making sure I had a safe and secure grip on his body. Once we were in the bathroom, I let my cock slip out of him, along with a thick stream of my cum, and set him down on the edge of the tub as I turned on the hot water and plugged the drain.

I got down on my knees between his legs and spread them apart until I could see his tender, stretched hole glistening with lube and the cum that was leaking out of him. I stuck my tongue out and slipped it inside of him. It went in with ease. Alex’s legs trembled and he moaned as I licked the inside of him clean.

Once I was finished, the tub was full, and I held on to him for stability as he lowered himself into the warm water. It took every ounce of energy I had left to clean us both up before climbing out of the tub. In the sudsy water, Alex was completely spent, his pretty face lax in slumber. I ended up carrying him to the bedroom.

Wouldn’t have had it any other way.

I tucked him into the covers and slipped into the bed behind him, wrapping my arms around him as he snuggled up against me. There was nothing in the world that could ever come close to replacing this moment.

I drifted off into a deep sleep, Alex softly breathing beside me.

Chapter Twenty-One

Alex jerked in my arms, startling me awake. I instantly sat up and reached for him.

“Are you okay?”

Bang, bang, bang.

“Alex!”

Someone was banging on the front door, a man screaming Alex’s name. The sound was audible even on the second floor, the frantic thumping and the muffled yell. Alex grabbed his phone as I jumped out of bed.

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