Page 38 of Fractured Hope
Moving quickly, he reached for the flour, grabbing a handful. Before I could react, he dropped the handful on my head. I spluttered as flour cascaded over my face. He was already backing away from me as I reached for the sink’s spray attachment and turned the water on him. Spraying his chest with water, I laughed. He grabbed more flour and threw it at me as I sprayed him. We battled against each other with water and flour until the kitchen was an absolute mess. We’d created a slimy dough all over the floor between us.
Bodhi turned to reach for the leftover chocolate chips next, but instead, he started to slip in the flour mixture, windmilling his arms desperately to try and regain his balance, which sent chocolate chips everywhere. His legs slid out from underneath him, and he landed with a splat in the slime between us. Thecrackof his cast hitting the floor tiles made me cringe. I turned off the faucet and quickly jumped into action to see if he was okay.
As I turned him over, I realized he was laughing so hard tears were leaking from his eyes. He looked up at me, joy still dancing in his eyes. I couldn’t help but chuckle at his adorable flour-smeared face. “I was worried you hurt yourself, but I’m guessing you’re okay.”
“That was the most fun I’ve had in ages!” He reached for me with both his slime-covered arms, trying to pull me down, too. I went willingly, kissing him upside down as he smeared the flour mixture up my biceps to my neck. I’d never kissed anyone upside down before, and honestly, it was kind of awkward. Pulling back, I maneuvered myself around the other way so I could lean over him and kiss him properly. Settling my weight on top of him, I took control of the kiss, thrusting my tongue into his mouth while drinking down his moans as the kiss turned heated. We were both wet and covered in flour, almost glued together, but I didn’t want to stop.
Leaning up, I peeled his soaked shirt off his chest and over his head, then quickly removed my own. Bodhi was on the same page and was pushing his sweatpants and underwear down, freeing his cock before trying to undo my jeans. I quickly took over undoing my jeans and pulling out my own cock before I dove back down for another kiss.
I had no idea how he managed it, but Bodhi suddenly flipped our positions.
I let out an indignant squeak as my bare back hit the cold tiles. I quickly forgot all about my momentary discomfort as Bodhi shuffled up to straddle my hips, thrusting our cocks together.
Leaning on his casted forearm, he wrapped his good hand around my length and began to stroke. I reached out and grabbed his perfectly round ass cheeks in my palms, caressing the globes as I thrust up into his palm.
I couldn’t help the moan that escaped as he twisted his palm over the head of my cock. His hand wrapped around my girth, the pressure exquisite. He leaned down and kissed me as he flicked his thumb under the crown, causing me to jump.
“Fuck, that feels good,” I whispered into his mouth. My orgasm was creeping up on me. I reached out to grab his cock, too, but he pushed my hand away as he started to kiss down my chest. Loving where this was going, I caressed his cheek and gazed into his beautiful blue eyes. “Are you sure?”
He smiled at me, his gaze setting my skin on fire. “Oh, I’m sure. I’ve wanted to get my mouth on you for a while.” Sending me a saucy wink, the little minx didn’t waste any time, kissing down my body to my shaft. He licked me like a lollipop, circling the crown before dipping his tongue into the slit—all while holding eye contact.
Fuck, that’s hot!
I groaned as he sucked on the head before taking me deeper. Shock at his lack of a gag reflex stole my breath. He swallowed me down, causing me to buck up at the sheer pleasure of his mouth.
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Bodhi!”
His lips were stretched wide around me as my hands went to the back of his head, digging into his long hair as he began to bob up and down. I was entranced by the sensation, overwhelmed by pleasure as my cock hit the back of his throat and he swallowed around me. It was no easy feat, since I was above average and thick. Tears leaked out of the corners of his eyes and saliva dripped down his chin. He looked thoroughly debauched and it was such a beautiful sight. He dipped his good hand lower and began to roll my balls in his palm, occasionally giving them a little tug that sent lightning shooting down my spine.
I was on edge, my balls ached, and my shaft throbbed.
“I’m close,” I whispered huskily and lightly pulled Bodhi’s hair. He just moaned around my length. His hand ventured lower, and he pressed a finger between my ass cheeks, tapping lightly on my hole. I was done for. “Fuuuck! Bodhi!” I exclaimed, caught off guard by the dual sensations of his finger on my holewhile he swallowed me completely, drinking down all I had to give. He sucked me through my release as stars danced behind my eyes and a sense of euphoria swarmed my entire body.
Pulling off, Bodhi quickly sat up. He spat into his hand and used my cum to lubricate his shaft as he jacked himself, hard and fast, clearly on edge.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck.” With just a few strokes, he flung his head back and erupted, spraying cum all over my spent cock and his fist. My cock gave a valiant twitch at the glorious sight of Bodhi coming undone. He stroked himself through his release. With a last twitch, he flopped down over my chest, breathing heavily. I caressed his hair and down his spine as our bodies cooled together on the slimy flour-covered floor.
Once our breathing returned to normal, I leaned up to kiss him, tasting myself on his tongue and groaning into his mouth. “You’re incredible,” I said, then breathed in his scent.
Bodhi’s eyes sparkled while he smiled up at me. “I think we need a shower.” He picked some drying flour mix off my shoulder.
Barking out a laugh, I took in the mess around us, and Bodhi’s flour-smeared face. There was even a chocolate chip stuck in his hair. “I’d say so.”
Carefully sitting up, Bodhi moved with me. He frowned down at his cast. “Oops.” He showed me the cracked edge of his cast near his thumb and the soggy patch over his palm.
Oops indeed, but so worth it!“We probably shouldn’t have played with water and flour with your cast. How’s your foot?”
Righting his pants, he shifted around to check. While his foot was safe in the walking boot, the boot and fabric sock were splattered with floury gunk. The sole was more white than black, and parts of the Velcro straps were caked in dough.
“It’ll clean up okay, it’s just dough,” he said, still chuckling. “Not sure what we should do about this, though.” He held outhis cast as a few bits flaked off. I didn’t know if it was flour or plaster.
“It’ll be fine. I’ll give Doc a call. We might have to pop by and have him recast your wrist. Lyric always needed a replacement cast, so I know Doc is well prepared.” I kissed him on the cheek and helped him stand. “Let’s shower.”
We hobbled down the hall to my bedroom and en suite, trying not to drop flour flakes as we went. I led Bodhi in to sit on the edge of the tub with his legs in it so I could remove the walking boot. We left the boot in the tub for now and added the rest of our clothes.
“Think you’ll be okay to stand on one leg in the shower?” I gestured to my two-person dual shower. “I could bring a chair in just in case.” That was probably a better idea anyway. I couldn’t risk him being hurt again.
“I’ll be fine. It barely even hurts. What about my wrist?”
