Page 61 of Killing Me Softly

Kenny groaned, covering Aaron’s hand with his own, urging him faster, harder. Taut with restraint, muscles trembling under the strain of holding back, Kenny hissed. Aaron smirked, dragging his tongue back up the length of him, swirling it over the head, teasing, taunting, then sucking it into his mouth.

“Get up here,” Kenny growled, deep and feral, dragging Aaron to his feet and pinning him to the banister as he fumbled with Aaron’s jeans. “Get them off.”

Aaron obliged, wriggling, with effort, out of his ripped skinny jeans as Kenny spat in his palm. And with that spit-soaked hand, Kenny grasped both of their cocks, stroking them together in one tight grip.

“Yeah,fuck.” Aaron moaned, wrapping his arms around Kenny’s neck, thrusting his hips into the delicious friction of Kenny’s cock in his slick hand.

“So good, baby.” Kenny pressed his forehead to Aaron’s, eyes fixed on their joined cocks sliding in and out of his tunnelled fist. He then let go and forced Aaron around and Aaron slapped his hands on the wall as Kenny trailed kisses down his spine, delving his tongue into his crease, tearing him apart with a savage urgency that had Aaron moaning with gluttonous delight.

“Yeah. Oh, fuck,yeah.” Aaron arched into Kenny, desperate for that thick tongue to soak him, to plunge inside him. “Get that tongue in me. Get me wet for you.” A few more spit soaked licks, followed by two fingers easing him open, and Aaron was dripping. Desperate. A mess. But oh so fucking ready for Kenny to tear him apart.

Kenny stood, positioning the tip of his cock at Aaron’s entrance. “Can I?”.

“Get inside me, lover. Lose yourself in me.”

Kenny did just that. He eased inside him, and Aaron pushed his palms against the wall to force himself back, welcoming every inch of Kenny into his body the way he was already in his mind. Hisheart. And he groaned, the sound bouncing off the tight, suffocating walls of the stairwell, like a trapped whisper in a narrow vent. With every gasp reverberating, amplified by the enclosing walls, Aaron felt exposed. As though every breath, every slap of skin, was laid bare for all to witness their depravity. God, it was intoxicating. Wild. Utterly insatiable. And Aaron craved it.Hankeredfor it. Every sinful, unrelenting second of it. HeadoredKenny for giving it to him. From the soft whispers of tenderness to the raw, unapologetic debauchery.

Fuck, he loved it.

LovedKenny.

“That’s it.” Kenny slid a hand up Aaron’s spine, a calming gesture amid the oppressive, echoing enclosure. “Good boy.” He then shifted his angle, moving his hands down to grab Aaron’s hips and start his agonising thrusts in and out, building up to a rhythm that had Aaron gripping the banister for support. “Goodfuckingboy.”

Kenny rutted him against the wall, relentless and erratic, sweat pouring off him as he pounded into him. Aaron cried out, grunting, knuckles whitening, and Aaron revelled in every delicious railing.Thiswas his Kenny. The man who loved to fuck. Dirty and desperate. Feral and free.

“Fuck, baby…so good. You’re so fuckinggood. I’m gonna…”

“Fill me up, lover.”

With a fierce growl through gritted teeth, Kenny came, digging his fingers into Aaron’s hips, keeping him in place, lodging his cock deep within Aaron’s body to drain himselfcompletely. After a moment of steady panting, he eased out, guiding Aaron to collapse back onto him and sat down on the middle step, Aaron between his legs. He spat into his hand, then gripped Aaron’s length and stroked him.

“Gonna come for me, baby.” Kenny nuzzled into his ear, massaging Aaron’s cock, gliding his thumb into the wet slit.

“Fuckyeah….” Aaron lolled his head back onto Kenny’s shoulder, as Kenny reached his other hand up to Aaron’s throat and dug his fingers in just that little too hard to create stars in Aaron’s vision. Aaron arched his hips to rut into Kenny’s palm. “Faster.”

Kenny sucked Aaron’s neck, sinking his teeth into his tattoo, speeding up and drawing out a trembling moan that had Kenny rasping into his ear, “So good watching you like this. Like you’re all mine.”

“I am. Oh, God,fuck,yeah. I am!” Aaron trembled as he shot his load.

Kenny stroked him through his release, whispering soothing praises of, “Good boy. That’s it, baby. Let go. I got you.”

He then spread Aaron’s cum over his hand, offering his oozing fingers to Aaron’s lips and Aaron licked them clean. Kenny pulled his face to him and kissed him, lapping up the remnants for himself before he fell back, panting, and Aaron dropped against him, catching his breath.

After a moment of stillness, Kenny pressed his lips to Aaron’s ear. “Happy birthday.”

Aaron snorted. “Better be getting more than that.”

“You will.” Kenny stroked his hands down Aaron’s chest, ghosting over his nipple piercing, then dipped his forehead to rest on Aaron’s shoulder. There he stayed. And Aaron knew this was one of those moments where Kenny bit his tongue. Preventing himself from saying what was on his mind.

Aaron reached behind him to tangle his fingers in Kenny’s hair. “I know.”

Kenny lifted his head, lips grazing Aaron’s neck. “Know what?”

“About your mum.”

Kenny inhaled sharply, falling back. Aaron spun, knees on the step to stay within Kenny’s legs, and he dragged his hands through Kenny’s hair to clasp his neck.

“I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.” Aaron tugged his hair. “But you don’t have to do this alone. You don’t need to shut me out. Not to protect me. Or because you think this is only your burden to bear. I know I’m damaged. I know I’m a billion years younger than you. But, fuck Kenny, if there’s anyone in this world who gets this, it’s me. And I know I probably brought this to you. I know somehow this is all my fault. But at least let me try to make amends for that.”

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