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I slip my fingers out of him carefully, leaning over him to brush kisses along the back of his shoulders and down his spine.
“All that stuff you said before? The stuff about being obsessed and wanting to be around me all the time?” I murmur against his skin, my heart thundering so loudly I can barely hear myself talk over the sound of it in my ears. “Me too.”
He makes a sound somewhere between a laugh and a moan as I line my cock up with his soft, slippery hole.
“That might be the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me before taking my ass virginity,” he says.
I nip playfully at his shoulder, and then I roll my hips and press past the tight ring of his outer muscles. The laughter dies on his lips, turning into a deep, needy groan that rocks through me just as intensely as the clench of his ass around my cock does. I want to take my time, give him the chance to adjust so I won’t hurt him, but Slater has other plans. He rocks back into me, taking me all the way inside in a single thrust. His round, muscular ass cheeks press up against me and my balls swing against his, still trapped inside his jock.
I just stare at the sight of us joined for a second, my brain short circuiting from how fucking hot and perfect andrightit looks and feels to have my cock buried deep inside Slater’s ass.
I moan and pull out, digging my fingers into his hips and then thrusting back into him. The bed creaks underneath us, and his bedroom fills with the sounds of slapping skin and our panting breaths and horny grunts and gasps as we find our rhythm. I try a few angles until I find the one that has my cock dragging over his prostate with every thrust. I fold myself over him, licking and sucking his skin like the addict I am as I fuck him hard and deep and wild.
Slater pants my name over and over, making me feel like I’m king of the goddamn world every time I fill him up, stretching his hole, touching places deep inside where no one else has ever been before. I shudder and growl and nip at his shoulder blade, that caveman part of my brain desperate to mark him and claim him as mine.
A thousand little moments rush through my mind as I drag my hands over him, teasing his nipples and circling his belly button as I suck bruises down the length of his spine. Images of his smile burst in my brain like fireworks, the sounds of his laugh and his moans echo in my memory, almost as loud as the moans falling from his lips right now.
I slide my hand inside his jock, and he wails my name louder as I wrap my fingers around his cock. He’s dripping with precum, the whole length of his cock slick and harder than I’ve ever felt him before, throbbing in my grasp.
“AJ, I can’t. I’m so close. Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck.” He cries out, thrusting faster and harder onto my cock, his inner muscles tightening around me until I see stars. Then he lets out another moan and starts to pulse around me, his cock spasming in my hand, spilling hot, wet ropes of cum over my knuckles and into my palm.
I bite down on the back of his shoulder and give in to the orgasm that’s been building inside of me since I entered him. My balls draw up tight and I start to pulse in time with his clenching,throbbing orgasm, my whole body shuddering with the waves of pleasure that rock through me.
We rock and grind and gasp, riding the endless wave of pleasure until both our bodies give out. Slater collapses onto the bed with trembling limbs, taking me with him. My softening cock slips out and we both whimper. I roll onto my side so I won’t crush him, then I pull him into my arms.
He tugs his hat off and tosses it aside so the bill won’t hit me in the face, and I nuzzle into the crook of his throat, breathing in the smell of his sweat and the sex filling the room. He makes contented noises in his throat and reaches back to stroke his fingers through my short hair.
“Sleep here?” he asks in a rough, dry voice.
I kiss the side of his throat, feeling his pounding pulse point against my lips, and I nod.
“Couldn’t get me out of here if you tried.”
He chuckles and nestles into me, wiggling his ass against my soft cock and letting out a happy sigh.
Seriously, best first date ever.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
SLATER
“Nervous?”AJ gives me a knowing smile as I look up from checking my phone for the third time in the past twenty minutes.
I cock my head and think about it. Am I nervous? I definitely feel jittery and off kilter waiting for Cas and Nolan to get here. But I think it’s less about nerves and more about my excitement and impatience to introduce them to AJ and see what it feels like to benot straightin front of people who have known me my whole life.
“More just eager to get to it, you know?” I say just as a text finally comes through from Nolan letting me know that they have their bags and they’ve just got into a taxi. I feel bad not picking them up from the airport, but since I don’t have a car, it didn’t make a lot of sense for me to take a taxi or Uber there just to take one back to the apartment with them.
“I get it.” He puts his hand on my thigh and squeezes my leg reassuringly.
I toss my phone onto the coffee table and stretch my arm across the back of the couch, teasing my fingertips along the bare skin of AJ’s shoulder.
“Are you nervous to meet them?”
Over the past few weeks since our first date he’s seemed a lot more comfortable with himself, his sexuality, and what it all means about who he is as a man, but it’s been in the back of my mind that meeting my brother might bring up his fears about how his family will react.
“A little,” he admits. “I want them to like me.”
“They’ll like you.” I card my fingers through his hair, and he makes a pleased, rumbly sound and leans into my touch like a cat, just happy to get pet.
