Page 71 of Voices

I wonder if he’ll let me feed him like he did on his birthday.

I rip off a bite and bring it to his mouth, he opens when it touches his lips. He chews and swallows without looking away from the dark sky. So, I feed him bite after bite, adding chips here and there. I get him to eat a little more than half his sandwich before he grunts and leans away when I offer another bite.

I tilt my seat back and pull him off his chair to sit on my lap, he automatically leans back against my chest. His hood is up so I move it to the side, so our faces are aligned.

“What about stars has you so captivated by them?” I softly ask into his ear.

I’m not sure if he heard me when he doesn’t say anything but then his teeth started attacking his lip again. He gathers his thoughts for a few minutes then a shaky breath escapes his lips.

“When Benji and I were younger, our Uncle Lewis would take us for the summer months to explore his land down in Tennessee on the Smoky Mountains. I would spend most of my time painting the colorful wilderness that was around his massive cabin while Benji would find as many critters as possible to scare the shit out of me. Uncle Lewis would help me with shading techniques and how to get the perfect lighting to show just how beautiful nature is. One night when I couldn’t sleep, I snuck outside, laid down on an old picnic table, and looked up at all the stars. There were so many. I don’t know how long I laid there for but I must have fallen asleep because I woke up to my uncle carrying me back inside. I remember him saying the stars hold all our secrets so don’t be afraid to let it all out when it becomes too much to hold in. I guess that stuck with me through the years. I tell them what I’m too afraid to tell anyone. It’s all in my head though so no one thinks I’m crazy.” He snorts as he shakes his head slightly.

“It doesn’t matter how you talk to them, as long as you feel better afterward, that’s what matters.” I hug him to me as I look up at the stars too.

“Did something happen to him? It sounds like he’s someone in your past, do you not talk to him anymore?”

He sucks in a sharp breath and holds it. He holds it for so long I’m afraid he’s going to pass out. As I sit up, he finally lets it out and looks down at his fidgeting hands.

“Sorry if that’s a sore subject. How about we go inside before it gets any colder?”

He stands up and starts to sway. I quickly get up and hug him from behind. His heart beats rapidly as I wrap my arms around him.

“You’re okay, Charlie.”

He takes a wobbly step out of my arms, but he must still be dizzy as he steadies himself with the table. I walk around him and lift him up with my hands under his ass. “I’ve got you, beautiful.” He lays his head on my shoulder as I walk inside to my room.

I set him on my bed and watch as he kicks off his boots and climbs under the blankets, curling into a ball facing away from me. I turn on the TV and strip down to my boxer briefs. Climbing in under the blankets and I lay on my back as Disney Plus loads. He scoots closer as I select the Avatar list.

“Which one do you want to watch?”

Turning my head to kiss the top of his head that’s now on my bicep and I’m met with his soft hair instead of his hood.

“The Way of Water.” He scoots closer and moves his head over my heart.

I find the movie and hit play. Wrapping my arms around him, I hug him to me as the movie starts. Not even ten minutes later and I’m already confused.

“Why are they attacking the train anyway? And how did they go from a dark forest to a bright as hell island?” I think I missed something because this doesn’t make sense.

“Shh. Just watch it.”

I don’t think he knows how strange it is to watch a movie that only confuses me the longer I watch.

We get to the people dressed in black, making a blood oath without using blood. That’s when his hand, that’s been resting on my lower stomach, starts to drift upwards. He stops with his pointer finger on my right nipple. He starts making circles around it until it’s a hard bud. I suck in a breath when the heat of his mouth hovers over my left nipple. I drop my head back and close my eyes as he sucks it into his mouth and lightly pinches my other one. Blood rushes to my cock so fast that I get lightheaded.

He pulls my nipple into his mouth for a hard suck before letting it go with a pop. I open my eyes to him looking down at the tent in the blankets. He looks up at me, licking his bottom lip.

“Can I taste you?” he asks as his hand leaves my nipple and trails down my six-pack, stopping at the edge of the blanket on my waist.

“You don’t have to ask me, beautiful. My answer will always be yes.”

He pulls the blankets off my straining length and moves between my spread legs. He looks up at me with those sweet eyes as he pulls my boxers down, my leaking dick springs out, slapping my stomach. I lift my ass as he pulls my boxers off and tosses them behind him. He licks his lips as he lowers his head. He lightly blows on my wet tip making me shiver.

He grabs my base and looks me in the eye as he licks off the pre-cum.

“Oh shit!” I do everything I can to keep my ass on the bed and not hump his face. He smiles and does it again before opening his mouth and sliding down my length. I’m nine inches with decent girth so he only gets a little past the head before he gags.

It takes him a minute to find his rhythm but once he gets me covered in his spit, he works me over like he’s been doing this for years. With his hands twisting in opposite directions while moving up and down, and his warm mouth sucking the pre-cum from my slit, he has me ready to explode embarrassingly fast.

“Slow down, baby. I don’t want to come yet.” I catch my breath when he releases my cock head, but it doesn’t last long as he moves lower and sucks one of my balls into his mouth. “Fuck, that feels good,” I moan as I throw my head back.

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