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He also possessed a rare innocence for a young man of twenty-two. He appeared to have escaped being angry in an angry world or beaten down by masculine expectations from society. He was genuine, and, above all, kind to everyone he met.
But one thing I had pondered, thought about, considered, and even fantasized about… was Chad a quiet lover? Would he be passive or timid in bed? All signals so far indicated he was a fully involved participant with just enough of a nasty edge to him to make a man crazy in lust.
“You like when I tell you what to do, boy?”
“Mm-hmmm,” he moaned, pushing his ass against my cock as I fingered his asshole. “Please put it in me,” he begged.
“Not yet,” I stated. “Wash my cock for me,” I instructed.
He turned around and looked at me bashfully, his full lashes hiding the dirty little boy he wanted to be. “And then will you make love to me, Mr. Hicks?” he purred, trailing his hand from my neck and to a nipple, giving it a slight twist.
A massive surge of pleasure instantly shot through me as he twisted my nipple. “Oh, fuck!” I hissed. Embarrassing as it was, I ejaculated instantly. His words and one simple twist of a nipple sent me over the premature edge.
Chad looked down at his thigh and the load I’d just shot on him before returning his eyes to my utterly destroyed face. His expression gave nothing away. “That’s good, Mr. Hicks,” he cooed. “Now you’ll last longer for what comes next.”
He winked at me, making me feel better about such an embarrassing occurrence on our first attempt at sex. “Thanks for that,” I mumbled.
“For what?” he asked, laying his face against my chest and kissing my skin.
“For making that less painful,” I stated.
He moved his head back and gazed into my eyes. “Hey, you coming so quickly is a compliment to me,” he said. “Besides, the more pleasure between us, the better the lovemaking.” He kissed my neck and moved his mouth to my ear. “You’re more of a man in my eyes now, not less of one,” he whispered.
He pulled back, and I stared into his eyes. I’d heard that a person’s eyes were the window to their souls, but every single thing Chad did was a window to his soul. He built people up. He lifted you with his kind heart and positivity. I could easily see myself falling in love with him if I hadn’t already.
“Where were we?” I asked.
“Right here,” he said, slowly sinking to his knees.
He took me in his mouth and held me there. Oh, my fucking God!
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE: Chad
I had Cole’s cock in my mouth, slowly tasting the salty pleasure he’d just released. With my hands on his hips to balance me, I moved over his shaft, swallowing it inch by inch as his thigh muscles quaked with desire.
His hand came to the back of my head and a surge of yearning swept through me. I wanted to be controlled sexually. I craved being manipulated and manhandled by a real man, and Cole was that in surplus. He pulled me on him, forcing his cock to nearly my gagging point. My eyes were open as I lusted over his manhood, slightly alarmed that my gag point had already been met, yet he still had more exposed cock.
He was a tower of walking sex appeal. Well over six feet tall and built like a lean linebacker, his masculinity contradicted his elegance. I was drawn to classy, elegant men, but add in a man with a dirty disposition, and I was putty in their manly hands. Use me any way you want, was my mantra if it meant pleasing an aggressive partner.
“Easy, boy,” he growled, moving me off his cock and pulling me from the tiled shower floor. “Let me clean you.”
Cole studied me carefully as his hand moved over my skin with the bar of soap. He held my hands over my head, gripping both of my wrists in his free hand while he soaped my underarms. I studied his laser-focused attention on bathing me. He was a man on a mission, yet I felt cared for and appreciated as he explored my body while he washed me.
“Thank you,” I said, smiling at him. “You’re so strong, Mr. Hicks.”
“I’m surprised to admit this, boy, but I like you calling me Mr. Hicks,” he stated. “Even though it is my actual name, the way you say it sounds naughty. A bit dirty, if you will.”
“So, tell me this, Mr. Hicks,” I began, moving my attention to his cock. “Are you planning on putting that in me when you’re done here?”
“Would you like that?”
“Will you take it easy on me at first?” I asked. “I haven’t done that in a while.”
“Trust me, boy. I’ll make sure you’re begging me for my cock,” he boasted.
“Promise?” I asked.
Cole nodded, so I grabbed the shower wand from the wall and hurriedly rinsed both of us off. I pulled him from the shower, and he wrapped me in a towel before he began drying himself off.
