His gaze travels down my body again, before he nods. “Okay.”
With his eyes on me, he hesitates for a second before he brings his hand down his sweats, giving his dick a few strokes, and exhales slowly. Heavy.
I lean my head back against the fridge, my eyes darting back and forth between his hand and his eyes. And then he pushes his sweats down, just enough for his dick to spring free. He’s rock-hard and I don’t even realize what I’m doing until my hand’s wrapped around my own dick, and my sweats are pooling around my ankles.
My breathing is shaky as I drag my hand from the top, gathering the pre-cum and slowly stroke it down. Seth’s pupils are blown wide, his mouth slightly ajar as his eyes dart up and down like he can’t decide where to look. There’s so much want and desire in his eyes, I feel like prey. A rush of thrill flows through me down to my dick like electricity.
I fist his hoodie, bringing him closer to me. Dropping my forehead to his and his uneven breaths hit my skin.
“This is so fucking stupid,” I mumble, tilting my head.
“Yeah,” he breathes, and then I capture his lips with my own. He thrusts his tongue inside and tangles it with mine, feeling out every space in my mouth, like he wants to map it out. And when he sucks on my tongue, my dick jerks in my hand and a moan slips out of me.
Seth drops a hand on the counter behind me as he takes half a step closer, and the hand around his dick moves against me with every stroke. I reach up to the back of his head, tugging the hair, and he whimpers into my mouth. And that makes me even harder.
He pulls back, looks at me with hooded, dark eyes. His bottom lip glistens with our mixed saliva. Then he bats my hand away from my dick, wraps a hand around both of us, before he lets a droplet of spit drip down on our dicks. And that probably shouldn’t turn me on so much, but it does.Fuck, it does!
The spit mixes with the pre-cum, making it slick as he starts stroking us, and I gasp. My head falls back against the fridge with a thump. Seth puts his lips against my throat, kissing and licking, as he tightens his grip, and picks up the pace.
“Fuck… Why does that feel so fucking good?” I groan, looking down on us as I start thrusting into his fist. And why is the vision of our dicks in his hand the hottest thing I’ve ever seen? Make that make sense.Please.
He strokes up, doing some twist of his wrist before he strokes down again. The feeling of his warm length against mine, and his soft hand that feels like my own, but also, definitely nothing like it, makes my legs start shaking. My balls are drawn up tight, and I feel the tingles starting. I’m getting closer to the edge so fast, it’s almost embarrassing.
“I’m close,” I exhale. “Fuck, Seth.” I grab hold of his waist, burying my fingers into his skin so deep and rough, it’ll probably leave bruises. He bites down hard on my neck, groaning as his cum coats us both, and I fall over the edge with such force, I think I might black out. My legs are fighting to keep me standing as I throw my head back and a fucking growl leaves my throat.
We stand there until our breathing’s evened out, and the stickiness between us is getting cold, and then he moves his head. Pulling back a little and I can feel him stare at my neck.
“What?” I ask, looking at him out of the corner of my eye.
“I think it’s gonna leave a mark.”
Twice doesn’t count.
Right?
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Seth
IkeeplookingatKaden’s neck. At that mark I put there.
With my teeth.
Because I bit him. Because I’m insane. Obviously.
But fuck, it was so hot! That sound he made when he came? I could keep that on repeat in my head, and die a happy man.
My heart rate still hasn’t dropped to normal, and I keep biting my cheek, wondering what’ll happen next.
Is this a thing now?
Is he not straight?
Will it be weird between us again?
I can’t do that. I need him to be okay with this, even if we can’t blame it on drugs this time. I need him to just be okay. Because I need him.
“What?” he says, not taking his eyes off the TV. I don’t even know what’s on. I haven’t been able to focus long enough to notice.
