Page 43 of A Different Form of Oxygen
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I opened my eyes to an empty bed, sending a slight panic through me before I hear the sound of running water coming from the nearby bathroom. The force of hard water pours louder against the porcelain as I walk past the door’s threshold, condensation beading on the glass. My curiosity has my gaze falling to the moving figure behind it, failing to see more than a blur standing underneath the shower head, surrounded by hot cloudy steam. My hand itches to slide over the silver railing, allowing me to step behind the naked man who constantly haunts my mind. Drops of water no longer hit the floor and a loud creak echoes as the door slides open revealing a dripping wet Ben wearing nothing more than a smile.
“Was someone just watching me shower? You know you can see much better when you step to the same side of the glass as me.”
I swallow hard, my throat suddenly going dry. “Good morning, Angel. I just came in here to brush my teeth; I didn’t realize you were putting on a show for me.” My gaze trails his body, admiring his naked form, dripping with water in front of me.
He cocks his head to the side, shamefully stepping outside the shower grinning. Putting his slender naked form in full view. “I wouldn’t have figured you’d be so shy after last night. You should have just come in and joined me.”
I admire the way the sun light dances on his fully exposed, light-brown skin, begging my hands to reach out and touch every part of it. When he lay bare in front of me last night, the room was dark with not so much as a glimmer of light. Seeing wasn’t one of the senses being used when I licked my way down his body, torturing him with my hungry mouth and hands. My memory evaporates the moment his wet hands press against my bare skin. My hand slides through his wet dripping hair, focusing my eyes on his perfect pink mouth.
“Not shy enough to do this.”
Claiming his mouth with mine with a deep ferocity, I try my best to avoid rubbing my nose against his. Our teeth nearly clash as his tongue latches onto mine like a lifeline. I wanted to keep him all to myself like this forever, not wanting to ever share his presence with anyone else. I knew that was a selfish thought, but being with him always makes me feel greedy, sending a sense of possessiveness over me. His body presses against mine, dampening my blue boxer briefs. I allow my fingers to get lost in between his fleshy globes, making their way to his tight pucker. His breath quickens against my mouth, lips going completely still.
Whimpers escape his mouth as I continue to tease his hole, rubbing over the tight bud. His moans fill the bathroom when I reach between us, stroking his hard, aching cock with my fingers. It thickens in my hand, throbbing with each thrust into my fist. He rocks his body into me repeatedly, shaking against me, fingers digging into the skin of my hip. My voice deepens, and with firm clear words I say, “Come for me, baby.”
His body stills as a shot of warm cum shoots over my stomach. I lift his chin up with my hands. “Someone made quite the mess. Perhaps you should clean up after yourself, beautiful boy.”
His eyes are half lidded, lips pink and swollen from our rough kisses. His gaze drops to the mess on my stomach and then back up at me, as he smiles deviously.
“Yes, Papi.” He drops down to the floor, swiping his tongue against my stomach, lapping up all the milky white substance that covered my skin. He licks his lips when his gaze falls to the bulge in my underwear. “May I finish you off, Papi? I want to use my mouth on you the way you used yours on me last night.”
I nod, proud at him asking permission and telling me what he wants. “Go ahead, beautiful. Since you won’t be able to use the traffic light method, tap my thigh if it gets to be too much and we will stop right away.”
He wastes no time pulling out my straining cock, breaking it free from the constricting fabric of my underwear. My dripping precum has his eyes growing wide and his tongue swiping over his lips.
“Thank you, Papi,” he says before licking across my slit, making me shudder. He runs his tongue from tip to base before he takes me fully into his mouth. Bobbing his head, he swallows me whole. He gags around my cock when I begin pumping in and out, going deeper. Saliva spills around the corners of his mouth, and he glances up at me as I rock myself back and forth, chasing my pleasure, continuously hitting the back of his tight throat. Soft moans escape him, letting me know he is enjoying this as much as I am. My body quivers as my fingers grip the strands of his hair, draining my cock inside him. Cum dripping from his smiling mouth, his eyes nearly blood shot when he pulls away.
I pull him up from the floor, swiping the remainder of my release from his mouth with my thumb before shoving it between his lips. “Mmm, you taste so good Papi.”
I can’t resist those lips of his any longer, so I capture his tempting mouth with mine, swirling my tongue against his, tasting us together, gasping for air as we break apart. He quirks a smile. “Will you join me in the shower this time, Papi?”
Pressing my forehead against his, I answer, “I’ll join you anywhere you want, beautiful boy.”
We step back into the shower together, washing each other and sharing an endless number of kisses and light caresses, taking our time getting each other clean. I use my hands to form suds against his skin. Capturing his mouth with mine, my tongue finding his as my body melts against his. The hot water enveloping us, bringing our bodies closer together as we both seek the warmth of the water. Something about this moment, in this cramped space getting each other clean, seems so intimate. We pull apart when Ben’s stomach grumbles against mine. “Is someone hungry?” I ask, smiling in amusement.
“I thought I just had breakfast. Nothing like a good protein shake to get your morning started.” He grins, batting his eyelashes. He always looks so different without his eyeshadow and glitter that usually surrounded his eyes. But still as breathtaking as ever. The sense of comfort rolling off him settles something inside me. I reach behind him, shutting the water off.
“I’m talking about real food; come on I’ll make you the breakfast of your life.”
“Probably the only breakfast of my life; I only eat breakfast when you’re around.” His soft chuckles fill the small space.
I frown at the revelation. I didn’t like the idea of Ben not eating breakfast when I wasn’t around. If what he said is true, maybe I’ll need to increase our overnight stays. “That is going to change from now on. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.”
He huffs, wrapping the large white towel around his waist. I tug him toward my wet naked body. “Are you huffing at me, boy?”
He grins. “Maybe.”
My hand cups his ass. “Maybe I should show you what happens when boys misbehave then. Maybe you need to be punished.”
His smile drops, eyes growing distant. Taking a step out of my grasp, he nearly hits the shower door. “Red…I…um… I’m sorry, Gavin. I don’t…I’m no…I mean, Papi…”
My heart sinks in my chest at his eyes growing heavy with fear. The urge to take him in my arms is immediate. I take a step closer, gently bringing him against me, wrapping my arms around his trembling body.“I’m sorry, baby. I wasn’t thinking. I want you to know, Ben, I will never hurt you or make you go too far. I’m glad you used your traffic colors with me; never apologize for using them. That’s what they are there for. We should really discuss your limits before we go any further.”
He nods against me. “I know, Gavin. I guess I’m not as ready as I thought I would be. I didn’t think I could ever have limits with you. I know it’s stupid. I guess no spanking would be one of them or using words like punishment. Maybe you can say be taught a lesson instead when I’m being a bad boy.”
“No, baby, it’s not stupid at all. What you went through with your ex must have been really traumatic. I’m willing to go as slow as you need and if you never want a Dom and sub relationship again, I’ll respect that. We will find something that works for both of us.” As much as I wanted these things with him, I wanted Ben more.
