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We chatted more, and I told them more about me and my job. It turned out that Trevor was from another small town near Austin. “We probably played football against each other at some point,” he said when I mentioned where I was from. The conversation flowed naturally, and soon enough, I felt more relaxed and comfortable around Ben’s friends.
Ben soon returned, catching the tail end of one of my stories, grinning broadly. “Sounds like I missed out on some good stuff,” he teased, wrapping an arm around my waist.
“Your boyfriend here has quite the wild side,” Kevin informed Ben, winking at me.
Ben caught my eye, the softest smile on his face. But it was his eyes, hungry and needy, like he could take me here and now, in front of everyone, that made my breath catch. “Oh, yeah. I’ve seen it.”
How could one heated look from Ben send my heart racing? “You’ve seen some of it,” I told him with a grin, taking a long swig of my beer, downing the rest of it.
Ben blinked, then grinned. “Challenge accepted,” Ben whispered into my ear before nodding at Trevor and Kevin, then leading me onto the dance floor, our bodies melding together once more. We moved to the beat, and a newfound confidence welled up inside me, knowing that I belonged here—not just in this club, but in Ben’s life.
As the Uber pulled up to the curb, my heart raced with anticipation. We climbed into the backseat, the charged atmosphere between us becoming more intense by the second. Ben wasted no time in getting closer, his hand resting on my thigh, fingers teasingly brushing against the fabric of my pants as we sat in the darkened backseat of the car.
He grabbed my hand and slid it up his leg, guiding it towards his crotch. As my fingers pressed against the unmistakable hardness beneath the fabric, I let out a soft gasp. This seemed to please Ben, who leaned back in the seat, eyes closed, breathing heavily as my fingers traced the outline of his erection. The sexual tension between us was palpable; every touch, every movement heightened our arousal.
When we finally reached Ben’s house, we couldn’t get out of the car fast enough, our hands greedily reaching for each other as we stumbled up the walkway, fumbling with the door lock in our haste. Once inside, we tore at each other’s clothes, buttons flying, belts being unbuckled, all thoughts of restraint thrown to the wind.
We made our way to the bedroom, leaving a trail of discarded clothing in our wake.
Ben pushed me onto the bed, his intent gaze never leaving my flushed face as he pulled down my underwear to free my throbbing cock. My breath hitched as Ben wrapped his lips around me, taking me deep into his mouth without a word.
“Fuck, Ben...” I moaned, my fingers tangling in his hair as I guided his head, setting a slow rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through me. The intensity of the sensations left me feeling lightheaded, and I wanted it to last forever—but that wasn’t happening, not when Ben’s skilled mouth was driving me closer and closer to the edge. “God, you’re amazing,” I gasped, my body tensing as the overwhelming combination of warmth, wetness, and suction threatened to undo me completely.
Ben’s eyes flicked up to meet mine, our gazes locking. It wouldn’t take long, now when I’d been half-hard all night and now Ben’s hot mouth overwhelming my senses. I held tight on to Ben’s head, that primal urge to fuck his mouth finally overtaking me. The wet heat of his mouth enveloped me and with each deep thrust, the sounds of our passion filled the room—the lewd wet noises of Ben’s mouth on my cock mixed with my guttural moans of pleasure. I fisted my hands in Ben’s hair with a groan. I drove into his mouth in shallow thrusts, pleasure coiling tighter and tighter until it hit, and I shuddered, my release crashing over me in waves as I emptied myself down Ben’s throat.
Ben pulled away slowly, his lips full and bruised, his pink tongue poking out to lick of the last drops of cum. I pulled him up for a kiss, wet and filthy, tasting myself each time my tongue slid into his mouth.
“Turn around,” Ben whispered, his voice hoarse with lust. I looked over at him, that primal lust drawn on his face, his cock angry red and dripping—and I knew what was happening next.
With a nod, I rolled over, my chest heaving as I got on my hands and knees for him. A shiver ran down my spine as Ben knelt behind me, grabbing my ass roughly before slapping it twice. “Fucking perfect,” Ben murmured, his hand cupping my muscular globes and spreading them apart with a satisfied groan, like he owned me. “Ready, baby?”
Heart pounding, I nodded. Ben reached for his bottle of lube from the nightstand before settling behind me once more. Slick fingers teased at my entrance, massaging the sensitive ring of muscle until I relaxed into the touch with a sigh.
One finger breached me, then two, nudging and stretching. So fucking full. I rocked back onto Ben’s hand with a moan.
“So greedy for it.” Ben’s voice was rough with desire. He withdrew his fingers roughly, and I whimpered at the loss of that intimate touch. But soon Ben’s hands braced on either side of my hips, and he guided himself into place, pushing in with a single deep thrust.
Christ. I cried out at the burn and stretch, my fists clawing into the sheets as I dropped my head onto the mattress. Too much, it was too much, too full, his cock splitting me in two.
Ben stilled, and I could hear him exhale. “Breathe for me, baby. I’ve got you.”
I took a shuddering breath, tension bleeding from my body as the discomfort faded, replaced by a bone-deep ache for more. I rolled my hips in invitation and Ben took the hint, withdrawing almost fully before slamming back in.
“Fuck, Leo... you feel incredible,” Ben growled, his grip on my hips tightening.
Each thrust was like a spark igniting a fire within me, building and intensifying until I could hardly breathe. We moved together in a primal rhythm, the slap of skin on skin punctuated by gasps and moans. Ben angled his thrusts until he grazed my prostate, sparking stars behind my eyelids. I reached for my cock, somehow hardening again after that incredible blow job, and squeezed it as Ben fucked me deep and raw.
“There, oh God right there!” Pleasure rippled through me as Ben pounded into that spot relentlessly, chasing his own release. His thrusts grew erratic, his pace frantic as he tumbled over the edge, coming deep inside me with a shout.
Then it was my turn, a low growl tearing from my throat as his fingers wrapped around my cock, tugging it roughly as I chased that second, unexpected orgasm, coming again all over his hand. Ben pressed a tender kiss to the back of my neck, and with a wince, he slipped out of me, his arms wrapped around me protectively as we floated back to earth.
A few minutes passed before Ben broke the silence. “Promise me something.” Ben’s voice was soft and vulnerable. “Promise that you’ll tell me if I’m not around enough for you.” Soft kisses peppered my shoulder. “I can’t lose you.”
I turned to face him, my heart so full of love that it hurt. “You’re never going to lose me.” My fingers traced along Ben’s temple, wiping a bead of sweat.
Ben’s eyes held a mixture of relief and gratitude as he leaned in for a slow, sweet kiss—a sealing of our commitment to one another. I knew, at that moment, that I couldn’t lose him either.
We were both in too deep to turn back now.
