Page 65 of Ho Ho Homicidal Mania
I’ve been trying to wean myself off this feeling in the last two weeks, but now it’s back with full force, and I can hardly breathe, too overwhelmed by the need to never let him go.
I lift his legs for ease and carry this baby koala into my bedroom. Maybe I’m getting ahead of myself, but I’ll be happy even if he only wants to cuddle. All I need is to be close.
“I missed this,” Blake rasps, and as my knee hits the unmade bed, we both topple onto the mattress with a soft sigh of relief. His thighs tighten around me, and he arches his back, kissing me even harder, pushing his fingers into my hair, holding me close. Like I’d be going anywhere when I’m on top of him. “Missed you. I just… I only want you,” he whispers, stroking my face.
He’s pouring hot chocolate all over my marshmallow heart. “You did? Youdo? Blake, sweetness, I’m going madwithout you.” And while my feelings for him might be soft and gooey, my dick is most definitely responding to my presence between his legs. It would hurt, but if he says he wants to be friends-with-benefits, I’ll probably agree to it anyway, because he could stab me a hundred times and I’ll still slide myself onto his blade if it only gets me closer to his lips.
Blake exhales, stroking my skin in desperate swipes. He’s still nervous. I can see it in the way he keeps swallowing, but in the end, he covers his eyes with his forearm and whines. “You’ll think it’s silly, because it’s been such a short time, but I’m thinking about you all the time. I think… I love you.”
With those three words, he lit up all the Christmas lights inside me. I pull away his arm to look into his eyes and smile. “It’s not silly. Sometimes you meet your person, and youknow. Just like when I first saw you, so scared but so determined to live. So beautiful with your green eyes, dark curls, and sweet lips. You’re the only item on my letter to Santa,” I say and kiss him again, still not believing that he’s here.
Blake chuckles and throws his arms around my neck, nuzzling my face with his cute little nose. “You’re such a cheese sometimes.”
“And you love it.” I grin and slide my fingers under his sweater. His body is made to be worshiped. One of my hands goes up his spine, while the other delves into his jeans to squeeze his perfect ass.
I groan and press harder against him. The need to connect physically is overwhelming. Like I’m a beast in heat at the end of the season, and if I don’t rutnow, I might die. He must be feeling the same thing, because as we kiss, he grabs the front of my jeans and unzips them before pushing his nimble fingers inside. His touch is likefire, and I rock against his hand as he watches me, eyes wide with focus.
“Yes…. and many more things.”
“Yeah? Did you dream about me breaking into your house? Just because I couldn’t stay away?” I murmur and pull away from his lips so I can slide my tongue along his neck. “You’re such a naughty boy deep down.” As I say that, I rock into his hand to show him how much it excites me, and he bends into a deep arch. His body stews under the warm clothes, but I want to sample him before getting to the main course. His skin tastes of salt, soap, and desire, and as I bite his shoulder, making him shudder, I feel like a beast about to sate all its needs.
“Yes… I’m sorry, but I can’t help myself. You’re so tall, and strong, dangerous, and when you look at me like this, I dream of you on top of me, your cock inside me,” Blake whimpers and unzips his own pants too, already pushing them down, as if he can’t wait to feel me on his bare skin.
“Keep the sweater on. I’m gonna fuck you in it. You know I made it, right? Makes me feel like you’re marked as mine when you wear it.” I grin to myself when I imagine him in nothing but that. It’s barely long enough to cover his ass.
But as he wiggles under me to slide his jeans all the way off, I notice he’s wearing colorful underwear, and I’m instantly filled with so much arousal I press harder into my boy’s hand. It’s a jockstrap. And not just any jockstrap but the kind he snickered at when I took him shopping in my store. The bright-green fabric featuring snowflakes and candy canes stretches over his hard cock, but when I squeeze one of Blake’s buttocks, lust shoots through my veins so fast and hard I get lightheaded.
“You like it?” Blake asks with a smugsmile.
I press my head under his chin and take three deep breaths to steady myself. “Fuck… Blake… what are you doing to me? I want you to wear these all the time. I want to see the outline when you wear pajamas—No. I want you in only these and a T-shirt in bed so I can just touch you there whenever I feel like it.” I’m losing my mind with lust. I denied myself such thoughts about him for two weeks and now they’re all flooding back.
I pull away just to flip him over like a damn pancake, and I take a good long look at the pert ass framed by white straps. With a happy groan, I squeeze his buttocks then pull them apart.
He’s beautiful everywhere, so it’s not a surprise that his lovely pink hole beckons me closer as I rub it with my thumb, making Blake shiver and arch his ass toward me. “Yes… touch me. I want to be yours. No one else is good enough.”
White-hot rage boils in my brain, and I cover him with my body, settling my weight on top, and my hard dick in his crack. “You haven’t tried to check that, have you?” I slide a hand under his sweater, all the way to his neck and give it a gentle squeeze.
He shakes his head so hard he smacks me with his hair, moving under me like a cat in heat. “No. This one guy tried to ‘get to know me better’, but he didn’t feel right at all. It’s you or no one, Nico.”
I’m gonna have to keep a close eye on my precious boy. No one’s making a move on him on my watch. I kiss his nape much gentler, rocking my hips so my cock glides over his pucker. “You’re so sweet I want to suck you, but I need to be inside you more.”
He nods and presses his back to my chest, legs spread. I can’t imagine a more obvious invitation and squeeze his bare thigh, resting my weight on top. His breathingquickens, and he glances over his shoulder, nipping my lips.
“Yes. Please. Come inside me. I need it so much,” he rasps and rubs his groin against the mattress.
“Can’t think of anything better than creaming your tight little hole,” I murmur and grab the lube from my bedside table. As soon as I’m nice and slick, I press my cockhead to his pucker, turned on by being so openly invited to. He loves a bit of role-play, getting pinned down and taken, but it seems that today he’s eager to show me his love like a good boy.
He thrashes in anticipation the moment my slippery shaft arrives at his entrance, and I blow hot air on his ear, eager to give him all of my affection. We are perfect together, and when I press inside, breaching his body, that fact becomes as obvious as baubles on a Christmas tree. He lifts his head with a breathy rasp, pulls close my pillow, and then rises his ass ever so gently, sucking me in.
“Oh… oh… that feels… so good.”
He’s speaking for me too, because the way he arches to take more of my cock is heaven. I hug him, kiss the back of his head, but don’t hold back. I’m far too excited about my Blake to think about anything other than the tight muscles of his channel squeezing me so delightfully.
“Feel this? You’re mine now. No going back.” I pump my cock into him at increasing speed. It turns me on that he was so horny he didn’t even care if I got undressed as long as he got my dick in him. He’s just in the naughty jockstrap and my sweater while I ride him almost fully dressed. That’s how much he couldn’t wait to get back under me. My balls feel so tight I might blow any second, and as I tighten my hold on him, following my instinct andsawing into him over and over, he rubs his head against my chin like a cat.
“Never… never felt like this… this is so, so intense,” he mumbles, stumbling over words, greedy for my touch and attention.
I’ll give him all of that and more. “I’ll give it to you hard and often so you always have me in the back of your mind. You’re gonna be my soft little mattress.” I groan when he squeezes his ass on my cock. His scent is delicious as it goes to my head causing a natural high. “Oh, fuck, Blake… My cock needed this so bad. I’m gonna come.”
