His eyes blazed with desire, and he got up on his knees to reach into my bedside table. I flipped over as he grabbed the lube, then tossed it to me. I caught it with one hand and motioned for him to get into position with the other.
“Face my feet,” I said as he went to throw his leg over me.
I waited as he flipped around and straddled my chest. Using my hands, I tugged him back until his ass was hovering over my mouth.
“Sit back and relax, baby.” I smoothed one hand over the swell of his ass.
“I don’t want to crush you.”
“I’m not some dainty thing. I can handle your weight. Now sit back and put your hands on my chest.”
He did, and I immediately speared my tongue into his hole.
“Holy fuck!” he gasped and settled his weight on me.
I tilted my head back to make sure I could still breathe, then went to town on him. Normally, I would have taken my time and edged him until he was begging, but I was too impatient and turned on by his teasing.
“Oh fuck, holy shit.” He panted and moaned.
One hand lifted from my chest, and I pulled my tongue out of his ass.
“Not yet, baby.” I gently gripped his forearm and pulled his hand off his cock.
“I wanna come,” he pleaded.
“You will, but not yet.”
He made a little huffing noise and put his hand back on my chest.
I resumed licking and stabbing at his hole and quickly slicked up my fingers.
When I pressed the tip of one against his hole, Alex bore down. He breathed out, and I pushed in.
“Fuuuuuuck,” he moaned and lay on my body, his head on my thigh.
I prepped him with one, then two fingers, stretching him. “Do you need three?”
“No. Gimme your cock. Want it so bad.”
Fuck, his voice was utterly wrecked, breathy, and low. He was deep in it.
“Get that ass over my dick.”
He sat up, crawled down my body, and positioned himself over me.
Shit, I’d forgotten a condom. “Hold tight. Just gotta get protection.”
“Don’t need it.” He grabbed the lube from the bed.
“Baby, this isn’t the time to be making that decision.”
“I’m negative. I got tested after Elissa.” He gripped my cock, his fist slick, and pumped it up and down my shaft. “Are you?”
“Yeah. I haven’t been with anyone else since my last round of tests. But this is a big deal. I don’t want you to regret this.”
“I won’t.” He rubbed my cockhead over his hole. “Please, Kai. I want to feel you fill me. I want you to be the first to come in me.”
“Fuck.” A wave of possessive desire rolled through me. I bit my lip. I’d never gone bare with anyone, and I wanted Alex to be my first too.
“Please.” He pressed back against my cock so the tip breached him. “Please, Kai.”
“Go slow, baby. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”
He mumbled something I couldn’t make out, and sank down on me.
The moan he let out was loud and so damn needy I had to pull in a deep breath so I didn’t lose it right there. The difference without a condom was intense, and my eyes rolled back as he clenched around me.
“You’re so tight,” I gritted out when he was all the way down. “Take what you need. Make yourself feel good.”
He rocked over my dick, his head thrown back, and the sexiest sounds fell from his lips. I held his hips and watched my cock disappear inside him. The view was incredible. As he ground down on me, his strong back and full ass flexed.
His rhythm stuttered, and he went still, his muscles tense. He must have gotten distracted.
“Put your feet on the bed next to my thighs.” I rubbed my hand down his spine. “Keep yourself nice and spread for me. Can you do that, baby?”
“Yeah.” He shifted so he was in position.
“Lean back and put your hands on my chest. I’ll keep you steady.”
“Are you sure I’m not too heavy?”
“Lean back and trust me.”
He did, and a little thrill went through me at the show of trust.
I slid my hands under his ass and lifted him so he was half off my dick. “Ready?”
“Yeah.”
Holding him in place, I thrust up into him. My pace slow and steady. He was so tight and hot, his inner walls rippling as he clenched around me.
“Fuck, keep doing that,” I growled, snapping my hips up hard and fast.
“Yes yes yes yes yes yes.” He panted in time with my thrusts. “Fuck, so good, Kai. So fucking good.”
“You look so hot like this, baby. My dick splitting you open, with nothing between us. You’re going to make me come so hard.”
“I need to jerk off,” he begged.
“Not yet. That’s my job. I’m the one who gets you off.”
“You do. It’s so good.” He threw his head back and leaned more heavily on me.
I fucked him as fast and hard as I dared, steeling myself against my orgasm, and watched his ass swallowing my cock.
One of his arms gave out, and he let out a surprised cry.
I caught him and wrapped my arm around his middle. “Lie back on me.”
“’Kay.”
I loved how he trusted me enough to obey without asking questions or worrying about being too heavy.
“All the way.” I pushed him down my body so I wouldn’t slip out of him.
He put his head on the pillow next to mine.
“Lift your legs for me.”
I gripped him behind his knees and held his legs up and spread wide. When he was settled, I planted my feet on the bed and thrust into him.
“Fuck,” he moaned and relaxed, his body heavy and limp on mine.
“That’s it, baby, just like that,” I whispered in his ear as I fucked him slowly and steadily, sliding in and out of his perfect hole.
“I need more,” he begged.
“You can touch yourself, but no coming. Not yet.”
He made a relieved sound and lifted one hand.
“That’s it. Stroke that big dick and get yourself nice and close for me.”
“You feel so good.”
“So do you.” I kissed his ear. “You’re going to make me come so hard.”
“Wanna come now.”
“Not yet, unless you think you have two in there.”
The thought of fucking him into two orgasms was so hot I had to slow my hips so I didn’t get too close.
“I’ve never done it before, but I want to try.”
“Keep stroking yourself and let go, Alex. I’ve got you. You’re safe.”
He moaned and sped up his strokes. His inner walls rippled around my shaft.
“That’s it, baby.” I let out a shuddering breath. “Come all over my cock. Make yourself feel good.”
“Kai,” he cried, his body tensing over mine.
“You close?” I moved faster, ignoring the burn in my abs as I fucked him. In that moment, the only thing that mattered was making Alex feel good.
“I’m so close,” he sobbed.
I let go of one of his knees and gripped the arm he was jerking off with. “Let go, baby. I’ve got you.”
With a strangled cry, he did. The angle was off, but I managed to grab his cock and squeeze tight. He was hard and hot and slick in my hand. He fell back against me, boneless and making the sexiest little sounds.
Holding one of his knees up, I made sure to stroke on every other thrust. Alex’s cock pulsed in my hand, and I slammed into him hard, then swirled my hips and ground my cock inside him.
He let out a choked scream and shuddered and shook over me. His ass clenched tight around my shaft, cum splashed onto my hand.
“Fuck,” I grunted. My orgasm hovered right there under the surface.
I was close, but I wasn’t ready for it to be over yet.
When he was finished shooting, I let go of his knee. He was lying over me, his legs spread wide and his body boneless and limp.
“So hot.” I loosened my grip on his shaft.
“Fuck.”
I shifted him so he was on an angle and lying against my shoulder. I wanted to be able to see him for this round. He turned to face me and slicked his tongue over my lower lip. I leaned in and kissed him. He opened to me. I swept my tongue inside his waiting mouth.
I stroked my hands over his beautiful body, teasing and feeling every part of him I could reach, and poured all the emotions he wasn’t ready to hear into my kiss.
We moved in tandem, rolling our hips so my cock swirled and ground into him. The new pace was exactly what I needed to calm down and get my center back, but more than that, I wanted to worship him as I slowly brought him back to the edge.
Alex moaned and sighed against my mouth. Our pace was slow and languid and so fucking perfect my chest swelled. I pulled away to draw in a deep breath.
“You feel so good in me,” he whispered.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” He arched his back and forced my cock even deeper inside him. “Love your cock. Love how good you feel. Love you.”
I lost my rhythm, and my brain zeroed in on what he’d said.
Alex didn’t seem to notice his words or my pause, and I shook my head to clear it. Who knew if he’d meant it? It could just be sex talk. Tamping down my disappointment, I focused on Alex, on making him feel good.
I trailed one finger up his chest, over his throat, and across his lips. He opened for me, and I pushed it inside. He sucked on it, moaning around my digit. I wrapped my other hand around his cock. He was fully hard again, his shaft wet and a bit tacky from his orgasm. He sucked harder, his moans growing in volume.
“There you go, baby. So hard and perfect for me.” I licked just under his ear, knowing that was one of his hot spots, and slowly stroked him.
He shuddered and rolled his hips. I moved a bit faster.
“You going to come again for me? Shoot all over yourself again?”
He bit my finger hard enough to sting.
“Yeah, you are. You’re going to be good for me and come on my cock. Then I’m going to fill you with my load.”
He moaned and sped up his hips.
“You want me to fill you? You wanna feel me come deep inside you?”
“Mmmm-hmmm.” He let go of my finger with his teeth and resumed sucking me hard.
“I can’t wait to see my cum dripping out of your perfect hole. Knowing I’m the only one who’s ever going to mark you like that. You know why?”
“Wengh,” he moaned around my finger.
“Because you’re mine.” I bit his earlobe, and he jerked against me.
He trembled and shook over me, his cock pulsing in my hand. He was close.
“You’re mine, Alex. Your ass, your cock, your orgasm. It all belongs to me.”
He whined, and I pulled my finger out of his mouth.
“Say it. Say you’re mine,” I growled, unable to hold back any longer.
I was so fucking close it hurt. My balls were drawn up tight, my cock was so damn sensitive, and the pressure deep in my body coiled tight, like a snake about to strike.
“I’m yours.” He looked at me, his eyes bright but still focused. “Only yours,” he whispered.
My orgasm tore out of me so fast and hard it stole my breath. Pleasure spiraled through me, my entire body tightening and relaxing with dizzying speed.
Alex shook and tensed as I shot deep inside him, his ass gripping me in the most perfect way as he came for a second time with my name on his lips.
The waves of pleasure finally subsided, and I let go of Alex’s dick. He moaned softly as my cock fell out of him.
“I’ve got you,” I whispered and gently moved him so he was beside me on the bed. “Roll over, baby. Just for a second.”
He did, sighing happily, and buried his face in my other pillow.
I leaned up on one elbow and used my other hand to split his ass open. His hole was relaxed and shiny. A little bit of cum spilled out of him.
“Come here.” I rolled him onto his side and pulled him against my chest.
Alex nuzzled into me. His breathing was fast, and his skin was cool. I wrapped myself around him, sharing my body heat with him. He sighed happily, and I slid one hand down his back and gently pressed my finger inside him.
“I want to keep my load inside you for as long as possible. I want you to feel me for days so you remember exactly who you belong to.”
“You,” he said dreamily and clenched around my finger.
“Are you mine?” I asked softly.
“Yes.”
“Am I yours?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me. I want to hear the words.”
“You’re mine. Only mine.”
My heart fluttered in my chest as love and affection rolled over me in waves.
I held Alex in my arms, whispering sweet nothings as he slowly came back to reality.
“Kai?” he asked, his voice low but clear.
“Yeah?” I loosened my hold on him and carefully pulled my finger out of him.
“Did you mean it?”
“Mean what?”
“That I’m yours?”
I pulled far enough away so he could see my face.
His eyes were clear. He was fully present again.
“Yes.”
“What does that mean? Are we…”
“Are we together?”
“Yeah.”
“Yes, we are.”
“We are?” he asked hopefully.
“We are.” I kissed his lips, just a quick peck. “Do you want that?”
“I do. I’ve never had a boyfriend.” He smiled shyly. “Not a real one.”
“Me either.”
He opened his mouth, then closed it again, his expression shifting to one of indecision.
“What is it?”
“Can I have your real number? I only have your burner one.”
“Yeah. Of course.” I reached over and grabbed my phone from where it was plugged in on my bedside table.
“What’s yours?” I asked when I had my contacts lined up. “I’ll text you.”
He rattled off the digits, but when I was only four numbers in, the autofill showed up with “Lex kappa sig” as the contact name.
A memory hit out of nowhere. Alex and I sitting in a quiet corner of the party, joking and laughing and sipping our drinks. It had been one of the best conversations I’d ever had.
I looked up from my phone. “The stoplight party at Kappa Sigma. That’s where we met.”
He widened his eyes. “You remember?”
“Yeah. You had your hair slicked back, right?”
He flushed pink. “Yeah. I went through a phase for a few weeks after a bad haircut.”
“That’s why I didn’t recognize you. That, and I got your name wrong. I put you in my phone as Lex. You look a lot different with your hair back.”
“Why didn’t you text?” he asked, his voice small.
“I planned to,” I said softly. “Rain broke her arm the next day, and I spent the next few weeks helping my mom take care of her.”
His eyes softened. “Poor kid.”
“I remember the party. You were wearing a shirt that said ‘I’m more confused than a chameleon in a bowl of Skittles.’ I commented on it. That’s how we got to talking.”
“You do remember.”
“I’m so sorry I didn’t text. I meant to, but things just got crazy.”
“I get it.” He smiled, a real one that reached his eyes.
“I remember how much I wanted to kiss you but didn’t want to make a move when there were so many people around.”
He blew out a shaky breath. “You did?”
“I did. And I thought about you that night when I went to bed. I jerked off picturing you.”
His eyes sparkled, and a big grin split his lips. “I jerked off thinking about you too.”
“What did you think about?”
“I thought about how good it would feel to ride you.” His cheeks flushed red. “I fantasized that you pulled me on your lap and ripped open the back of my pants so we could fuck right there while the party was going on around us.”
“Fuck, baby. That’s hot.” I pushed my hips against his so he could feel my half-hard cock. “Want to know what I thought about?”
“What?”
“I thought about how hot you’d look spread out on my bed as I fucked you.”
His eyes darkened.
“And I thought about how hot you’d look tied to my bedframe so I could edge the fuck out of you while you begged me to let you come.”
“Jesus.” He licked his bottom lip. “Have you done that a lot?”
“Done what a lot?”
“Tie people down.”
“Not really. I’ve used handcuffs a few times, and one time I used a belt.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
“But you said tying people up is one of your kinks.”
“It is. But I never found someone I wanted to do more than that with. Bondage is intimate, at least for me. Having someone put all their trust in me and allow me to make them completely helpless and at my mercy isn’t something I can do with just anyone. People have asked, but I didn’t feel that connection with them, so I stuck to simple things like handcuffs or just using my weight to pin them down.”
“But you’ve used straps on me more than once.”
“I did. I’ve never held back with you, not on the phone and not in person. Our connection was strong right from the beginning, so even though we weren’t anything or even exclusive, I wanted to share that with you.”
“I knew you’d be my first for a lot of things, but I never thought I’d be yours,” he said softly.
“You’re my first in the ways that matter. Not just my first boyfriend, but my first partner. The first person I’ve taken complete control over. First one I’ve slept with after, who I can’t get enough of. And the first one I’ve ever gone bare with.”
“You never did before?”
“Nope. Not until you.”
He smiled and pecked a kiss against my lips. “I like that we get to share these firsts.”
“Me too. Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“How many girls have you hooked up with?”
“A bunch.” He bit his lip. “I didn’t sleep with most of them, but I’ve messed around with a lot. Why?”
“I’m not judging. I’m just curious.”
“Remember how I told you I get into these self-destructive spirals where I do impulsive shit?”
I nodded.
“That’s usually when I hooked up. I guess it was a way to feel wanted. To feel like I wasn’t alone. The sex or whatever we ended up doing was never satisfying because I wasn’t in the right headspace, but I kept trying, hoping I’d feel that spark or maybe I’d be able to come without struggling.”
“It never worked?”
“Not until you.” He sighed and let go of me.
I pulled my arms away so we were facing each other but not touching.
“I was looking for the wrong thing. Or rather I was looking for it in the wrong place. You’re the only person I’ve ever been able to let go with. To just feel and enjoy. Sex before was meh. But with you… it’s everything.”
Pride and joy swelled in my chest, and I fought the urge to pull him back into my arms. He’d wanted distance for a reason. I would respect his boundaries.
“I’ve never connected with anyone the way I do with you,” I said. “Usually, I play a part. I fall into the role my partner wants me to play. But with you, it’s different. I don’t think or plan. I just act and react. I’m fully present with you, and I’ve never had that before.”
“Do you think things would have worked out if you’d texted me last year?” he asked softly.
“Honestly, I don’t think so. I wasn’t in a good place back then. I was struggling for money and working late nights. I barely managed to keep my grades up and was running on fumes. Then Rain got hurt, and I fell even more behind. I burned out hard. My only focus was taking care of her, getting my grades up, and making money.”
“Then I guess it’s a good thing you didn’t text. And that I was late for class that day. This wouldn’t have happened if my asshole neighbor hadn’t blocked my car in. I should send them a thank-you note.”
“I’m still sorry I hurt you, but I’m glad we can move past it.”
He pressed our foreheads together, his hot breath ghosting over my cheek. “Me too. I’m really glad we ended up here.”
“Same, baby.” I kissed his full lips. “Want to come to family dinner on Thursday?”
“What?” He blinked like a confused owl.
“We don’t do anything fancy, but you’re welcome to come to my mom’s for Thanksgiving.”
“She’d be okay with that?”
“She suggested that I invite you.”
“So you’re doing it because your mom told you to?” He grinned.
I lightly punched his arm.
“Brat. I’m asking because I want you there, and my family does too.”
“I’d like that.” He flushed.
“Good. Want to stay tonight?”
“Yeah.”
“Let me go get a cloth to clean you up. Do I need to change the sheets?”
He shook his head, a playful smile on his lips. “Most of you is still in me. I like it. Makes me feel like yours.”
“You are mine.” I rolled on top of him and pressed him into the mattress with my bigger body. “From now on.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
He leaned up and kissed me. The sweet slide of his lips against mine sent another flutter of love through me.
As much as I wanted to ask if he’d meant it when he’d said he loved me, now wasn’t the time. I wanted him to feel comfortable enough to tell me when he wasn’t vulnerable or confronted so the words would mean more.
I could wait. Even if he never got there, that wouldn’t change anything. Alex was mine. And I was never letting him go.
