Page 119 of Ancient History

“Twenty minutes.” He slid his tongue into my mouth, then back out, sending a jolt of lust through my body. “But we need to get showered and dressed.”

“We can multitask.” I picked Amos up and carried him down the hall into the bathroom.

“Wait. Don’t put too much weight on your knee.”

I’d had a good summer of my knee not acting up, save one time when I stupidly said yes to playing frisbee with Raleigh. It was a gorgeous summer day, which I then had to spend recuperating on the couch.

Once in the bathroom, I stripped off his clothes with one hand while turning on the shower with the other. My dexterity was A-plus.

Goosebumps crested across his lithe, firm body as I ran my hands up and down his torso, taking in the creamy soft skin. My dick poked into his thigh. He followed me into the shower where the water slicked our skin. I pushed him against the wall as I devoured his body, planting rough kisses on his neck and down his chest. Amos let out groan after groan as I took him in my mouth.

His thick rod sent heat pulsating through every nerve ending. Bitter pre-come hit my throat and I bobbed up and down on his dick. Amos dug his fingers into my hair and pushed me further, forcing me to take more of him. Water cascaded down my face as I sucked him off, unleashing glorious sounds from my man above.

I cupped his sack in my hand, flicking my tongue over his nuts. Feeling him quiver under my touch made my dick super hard, like need-a-permit-to-carry hard. I drifted a sneaky finger down his taint and brushed it over his ass. He put up a leg on the edge of the tub as if we were mindreading, giving me full access to his pink hole. I brushed my tongue over his opening, the skin clenching at my touch.

“We’re going to be late,” he breathed out. “Traffic. Parking space.” He could barely string together a coherent thought.

“If you want me to stop...” I went to stand up, but he pushed me back down.

“Make it fast and furious. I want to come and be punctual.”

So much for not being able to spit out a coherent thought.

“One Vin Diesel, coming right up.” I forcibly moved his legs apart. He hoisted one of them onto the edge of the tub, giving me a clear shot to that beautiful hole. I swirled my tongue around his opening, eliciting more pants and grunts from above. I gave his ass cheeks a few hard slaps, the sound echoing loudly in the shower. My cock leaked down my leg. Heat built in my core.

I picked Amos up, his legs finding their familiar spot around my waist. My feet slid on the tub floor, and even though I was hard and brushing against his hole and ready to combust, this whole thing felt like a broken neck waiting to happen.

“I can’t get balanced.”

I could push him against the wall and fuck him from behind, but I wanted to look at him. Watching his eyes go glassy with ecstasy was a necessary component.

“We can leave the shower and come back,” he said.

“Is that still shower sex, though?”

“Let’s not get caught up on semantics.”

Right. The clock was ticking, and I couldn’t go to my first day of school with blue balls.

I lay down on the bathroom rug. My eyes rolled back into my head as he lubed me up and let me impale him. Since we were exclusive, we eschewed condoms. More money to put toward Rome.

But back to fucking. What a perfect start to the morning. Amos bounced atop me, his dick flopping on my stomach as heat and desire choked his breath. His eyes were heavy-lidded and overflowing with lust.

“Come for me,” I growled.

He held onto my chest for dear life as waves of release shot across my chest. I lifted my hips to fill him completely, giving jackhammer thrusts until the orgasm drew my balls up. I pulled out and came on his ass.

After catching our breaths, Amos leaned down to kiss me. I could’ve held him against me and made out all day.

“Let’s go. We’re going to be late.”

“Can’t we say we missed the bus? Or the dog ate my homework? Or maybe there was a power outage and our alarm clock didn’t go off?”

Amos stood up and hoisted me standing. We got into the shower, cleaned ourselves off, and made our way to a new school year.

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AMOS

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