Page 49 of Nothing to Fear
“Want to defile you.”
“Fucking do it.”
Jesus Christ, thank God.
“Come for me first, need to taste you.”
I drop my mouth down on his dick, taking him all the way in just as he starts to fall off that euphoric cliff. His cockthickens in my mouth, jerking with his release as he practically overflows me with his cum, my name on his lips as he orgasms.
I move quickly, not giving a shit where we are. If someone sneaks up on us in the heart of the school, they can watch. I no longer care. I stand, gripping Silas and flipping him over, pressing his stomach down flat against the table. I shove his pants down to his ankles and spread his cheeks, taking a moment to look at the tight rim of muscle between them.
I loved fucking him. Loved watching his tight ass stretch around me. I’m going to love it even more now, knowing that it’s my Silas I’m inside. The whimpers I can pull out of him as I fill him make me go insane, and I need them now more than ever.
I drop to my knees again, my fingers digging into the tight flesh of his ass as I spit his cum directly onto his tight hole. The hole I’m going to fuck with his cum as my lube.
“Oh fuck, Ash.”
I spread him open further, looking at how slick his hole looks, glistening against the light. Fuck, he looks good enough to eat. But I need the lubrication so I don’t hurt him.
“I don’t have a condom. But I wouldn’t take you bare if I wasn’t good to go. I’m also on PrEP.”
“I’ve always used protection, and test results are in my phone, negative for everything.”
I hum my appreciation as I use my finger to press inside his body, pushing his cum into his tight hole. He moans around the intrusion, his body relaxing and knowing what to expect. One finger quickly becomes two, then three, and when I’ve worked him open enough, I stand. Spitting a few more times directly onto him, I wipe the head of my cock through the mess, coating my head to ease my way in. I breach the tight rim, leaving just my head inside him for a moment to let him adjust.
“Fuck me, Ash!” he begs, his voice thick with need and desperation.
I slam home, filling him completely with my length. I groan loudly, my head falling back as the pleasure zips through my body. It’s exactly how I remembered. He’s so fucking tight, his ass clenching and releasing around me. I look down, watching as I pull my cock from his body and then sink back in.
My fingers dig into the dip of his hips, holding him roughly as I pick up my pace. The noise of skin slapping against skin echoes through the quiet chamber, the flames flickering and casting shadows that dance along the walls and across the floors. As if even the ghosts are happy with our union.
“Love your ass, Silas. Love fucking you. Love being inside you.” If only you knew this wasn’t our first time.
“Then fuck me harder, Ash. Give it to me.”
I pound into him ruthlessly; his body bent over books centuries older than we are. I fuck him like he’s the air that I breathe, the reason the sun rises each day, and the moon each night. I fuck him like he’s the only thing in the world that matters. Because it’s true.
I grasp his torso, forcing him to stand, his back flush against my chest as I change up my pace, staying seated deep inside him, my thrusts short but hard. Silas turns his head to face me, and my lips immediately seek out his. His tongue meets mine in the middle, as he reaches around with a hand and digs his fingers into the muscle of my ass.
“You gonna come again?” I ask as I reach around him and take his cock in my hand, stroking him from root to tip.
“Yeah, fuck, Ash. Fuck. Aah.”
“That’s my good boy. Look at you. Do you have any idea how good you feel? Your ass is so tight around my dick, you’re practically strangling me. Love how you feel.”
I jerk my hips hard, pistoning in and out of his body as Istroke him, his moans like a symphony to my ears. Our fucking echoes through the chamber, our own personal soundtrack, while I claim him all over again.
He’s so much better than I remembered. He’s perfect. Made for me.
My free hand reaches up, pinching and twisting his nipples as I stroke and fuck him, my mouth finding its home against his neck, sucking and biting at his flesh. My legs start to tremble, and I know I’m close.
“Oh, fuuuck,” Silas moans as his orgasm rushes forward without warning, his ass clenching around me like a vise grip while his dick spurts out a fresh wave of cum over his abdomen and my hand.
“Gonna blow. Inside or out?”
“Inside, fill me up.”
Oh fuck.
