Page 56 of What I've Tasted of Desire

“Lube, Alex. Do you have any lube or massage oil?”

Alex smiled coyly and batted his eyelashes up at me. “What would we need lube for?” Alex reached up and grabbed the bulge underneath my jeans, and I shuddered.

Naughty tease…

I coughed and sputtered as he tightened his grip.

“We don’t,” I decided. “I’m going to stick my dick in the butter dish on the kitchen counter and it’s gonna be what it’s gonna be.”

Alex threw his head back and laughed. He let go of my crotch and I headed off towards the staircase. He kept his lube in his nightstand in his room.

“It’s in my nightstand,” Alex called after me.

I grabbed the small bottle and hurried back downstairs. When I came back, the chair was empty, and my heart sank. A second later, he walked back into the room holding a large bath towel that he draped over the lounge to protect the fabric, before taking the position I’d left him in.

I tossed the bottle aside and leaned down over him, placing my hands on either side of his face and staring into his eyes. “I’m sorry about earlier, Alex.” My voice was low and somber. “I thought he was going to hurt you.”

“I know,” he whispered, closing his eyes and nuzzling his cheek against my hand.

“I won’t ever let anyone hurt you, Alex.”

I set my knee down on the edge of the chair to brace myself over him. I kissed him deeply as I slid my hand down between us and grabbed his erection through the thin fabric. Alex moaned into my mouth and bucked his hips up into my touch.

I broke the kiss and unzipped my jacket, pulled my sweater off over my head and tossed them aside as Alex got naked. Once I had everything else off, I grabbed the lube and coated my first two fingers. Alex spread his legs wide, and I settled down onto the chair between them. I pushed my pointer finger inside of him slowly and sucked the head of his dick into my mouth. He was already looser than he had been when I was opening him up yesterday, and I wondered if he was just more relaxed or if he was still recovering from our session the day before.

He whispered my name and let his head fall back onto the side of the lounge. His cheeks were flushed and his chest was peppered with spots of red as I slipped a second finger inside of him. He took a deep breath and a bit into his lower lip. He looked like a fine art portrait, I had to capture this moment.

I let his cock fall out of my mouth, and I reached into the pocket of my discarded jeans to pull out my phone.

Alex peeked his eyes open and raised an eyebrow.

“You’re so fucking beautiful. I have to capture you like this forever.”

I thought he was going to protest, but he just closed his eyes again and opened his mouth.

Oh, fuck… you’re gonna pose for me, baby boy?

I took a few snaps at a couple angles, keeping my fingers stuck firmly inside of him. “Fucking perfection, baby. Look at you.”

I spread my fingers apart inside of him, and he moaned. As he did, I took one last picture, making sure to get his entire body (as well as my fingers disappearing inside of him) as he did so. I pulled my fingers out and he whimpered. I got to my feet and picked him up off the couch. I sat down where he’d been sitting, and he came to rest seated on my lap. He wrapped his arms around my neck and kissed me as I felt around blindly at our sides for the bottle of lube.

Once I found it, I reached around him and poured a generous amount into my palm, then covered my

dick with the silky liquid. I stuck my fingers inside of him again and pumped them in and out a few times, as Alex made soft little squeaks into my mouth when I slid over his prostate.

“You ready for my cock, baby?”

“Yes, please…” It sounded like a desperate whine. I pulled my fingers out of him and used my hands to raise him off my lap. I held his weight firm with my hands under his ass, and he reached behind him and grabbed hold of the base of my dick. There had been no condoms in his drawer, and he hadn’t asked for one. He looked straight into my eyes as he lined my cock head up with his entrance and then slowly lowered himself down, stretching around me as he opened his mouth and mewed.

He didn’t stop until I was buried inside of him and his ass was flush in my lap.

“Oh, fuck… you’re so big,” he panted.

“Yeah…” I was a little breathless from the divine headiness of fucking Alex raw. “Do I fill you up good, baby?”

His eyes were half-lidded now, and he leaned over and nibbled on my shoulder, his chest flush and hot against mine. “Yes, so good,” he mouthed against my skin before sucking some of it into his mouth. He suckled on my neck like a nursing kitten while I slowly started moving my hips, making small pumps in and out of him while keeping most of my length buried. Once he’d loosened up a little more and had acclimated to my girth, I drew out my thrusts a bit longer and his breath hitched.

He finally pulled his mouth away from my skin and tossed his head back, holding on tight with his arms around my neck. “Oh, uh, uh… Gabe, I need…”

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