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“Fuck. That’s… Fuck.”
I pulled out and rammed back into him, making him cry out again.
“Do you like that? Do you want me to split you in two?”
He growled. “I can take anything you do to me.”
Could he? Could he take me falling in love with him?
The thought of how vulnerable he made me feel sent fear and anger racing through me. When I drove back in again, I didn’t stop. I had every intention of taking out all my emotions on his ass.
As I fucked him hard, he snarled and fought me, gripping my biceps and trying to shove me off. I surprised him by rolling us and letting him be on top. He stared down at me, eyes full of anger, lust, and something I didn’t want to think too much about.
“You want to be in control? Fine. Ride my dick and make me enjoy it.”
He rose until my cock almost slipped from his ass, then he lowered himself slowly taking me inch by inch. When he was seated again, he worked his hips in circles. I stared at him, barely able to breathe. “Don’t stop.”
He didn’t say anything. He just pressed his hands on my chest for leverage, lifted off me and lowered himself down again. After a few more slow strokes, he started working himself faster and faster.
I took hold of his hips, holding them tight as I thrust up into him. He snarled, dropping his head back, eyes closed tight in concentration as he rode me.
“That’s it. Don’t come before I do.”
He shook his head. “Can’t stop it. Too close.”
“You can and you will.”
I wrapped a hand around the base of his cock and squeezed. “I’m going to fill your ass with my cum. You want that, don’t you?
“Yes. Please. I need you. Take me.”
I completely let go then, driving into him with abandon until cum shot from my dick, making his ass even more warm and slick. “Fuck. That’s so good. So goddamn good.”
“Yes. Please. Can’t—”
“Come for me, Joseph. Cover me in it.”
He jerked himself off as he kept riding my cock even after I was spent. It took only seconds before he was shooting his load onto me.
“Yes! Give me every fucking drop.”
When he’d drained himself dry, I lifted him off my cock. “Turn around. I want to see my cum running from your ass.”
He did, and I tugged on his hips until he was straddling me so I could bring his ass to my face and lap at the cum dripping from his slack hole.
“Fuck.” He licked at my cock and my belly, cleaning me too. A few moments later, I helped him roll to the side, and we both collapsed against the mattress.
“Jesus, Devil. That was…”
“Yeah. I’ve never…”
“Me either.”
Joe shifted position so I could pull him into my arms and let him rest his head against my sweaty chest. We lay there for several minutes, not speaking, then I let words slip out I never thought I’d tell another soul. “I did kill a boy when I was sixteen. I didn’t plan to, but I did.”
Joe started to sit up, but I held him where he was. I couldn’t look at him while I told this story. “You can judge me when I’m finished, but understand that I’ve been judging myself all these years. I had nightmares almost every night for a year or more after it happened, and now they’re back.
“Is that what you dreamed about the first night you stayed here?”
I nodded. “I just want them to go away. Maybe if I tell you, they will.”
Joe ran a hand up and down my chest. “Tell me. Please.”
“He was the same age as me, and his name was Gerardo. He was an asshole, but so was I. He worked for my family as an informant, and he resented me and Angelo for having everything we did. After Angelo’s mom died—I thought of her as my mom too by then—I was fucked up. We all were. We were even more aggressive than we’d been before. If I could pick a fight, I would.
Gerardo started talking shit about a girl I also knew, saying things I knew weren’t true. I roughed him up when he wouldn’t take it back. Then I put out a rumor that he couldn’t get it up and that was why she wouldn’t have anything to do with him.” Joe started to speak, but I held up my hand, silencing him. “It was stupid. I know. I was sixteen and angry and—”
He pressed a gentle kiss to my chest. “I get it. It’s okay.”
His voice was soft and soothing. I’d never heard him sound like that before. That voice could make me believe we had a chance, but my story would probably wreck that.
“I thought he’d be angry enough that we’d fight, a good hard fight with fists and blood and me pinning him until he begged for mercy. That wasn’t how it went down.”
