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11
RAGNAR
Istiffen with shock as Bradford’s lips press against mine. But then I relax into the kiss, which is even better than I remember our teenage make-out sessions being.
Bradford whispers into my ear, “I think you’d really like my room.”
I pull back and grin at him. “Lead the way.”
The hotel lobby is empty at this late hour, as is the elevator. As soon as the doors close we’re kissing again, my hands on Bradford’s strong shoulders, his grabbing at my shirt. The doors open and we break apart.
“This way,” Bradford says, grabbing my hand and leading me down the deserted hallway. We’re walking so quickly we’re practically running, both of us grinning from ear-to-ear. Outside his room Bradford fumbles with the keycard, but then the lock beeps and he opens the door.
The lights are off so I don’t have much of an impression of the room. Just that it’s incredibly neat, which doesn’t surprise me. Bradford always had the cleanest dorm room in boarding school; he never could stand clutter.
The king-size bed is covered with white sheets and blankets, and seems to glow in the dim light that seeps in around the closed curtains. Bradford kicks off his shoes and I do the same, and then his hands are on me, pulling my shirt out of my pants and unbuckling my belt. I close my eyes and surrender to his touch.
In the last second before my shirt falls to the floor, I feel a jolt of self-consciousness. Bradford hasn’t seen me naked since we were teenagers. Will he be disappointed with what I look like now? Will he judge me?
Then Bradford sucks in his breath, and all of my worries evaporate like smoke. “Ragnar,” he says, his voice thick with desire. “You’re just as beautiful as I remember.”
I meet his eyes, surprised at the intensity and – could it be? – love I see. I move towards Bradford, but he shakes his head. “Wait,” he says.
“For what?” I ask, but Bradford’s already sinking down onto his knees. His breath is hot against me and then he takes me in his mouth.
I groan as he engulfs me, his mouth warm and wet, his tongue expertly running up and down the length of my cock. I grow harder under his touch and he puts his hands on my waist to steady himself as he pleasures me.
“Oh god, Bradford,” I moan as the pressure increases. I put my hands in his hair, his thick, dark mane, and hold on as his mouth continues to work its magic.
“Yes!” I cry, feeling myself on the brink of orgasm. My knees shake as I yell, “Bradford! Oh yes! Yes, yes!” When I cum it’s with such force that for a second I feel like I’m floating out of my body, just surfing on a gust of pleasure and lust.
Bradford gently releases me and stands up. I kiss him full on the lips, tasting myself on him. He kisses me back eagerly and this time doesn’t stop me as I undress him.
We fall onto the bed, both naked. I prop myself up on one elbow and admire the length of him, his smooth skin and hard muscles, his thick cock that I’ve fantasized about so much during our years apart. “You’re the beautiful one,” I tell him.
He shrugs modestly. “Thank you.”
I lean down and kiss him, just as intense as before but slower, drawing it out. It occurs to me that this is the first time we’ve ever been together and I haven’t been worried that someone will discover us. This is the first time we can really linger over each other. It’s a heady and delicious realization.
I kiss Bradford’s neck, and he moans appreciatively. Encouraged, I kiss my way down his chest, burying my face in his sweet-smelling mat of chest hair. I lick first one nipple and then the other, loving how quickly they grow hard at my touch.
Before I reach his waist, though, Bradford tugs me back up and kisses me hard on the lips. Our teeth smash together as his tongue darts into my mouth, and I eagerly reciprocate, sliding my tongue into his willing mouth.
“I want to fuck you so badly,” Bradford growls. His raw desire turns me on and I grin at him.
“Then what are you waiting for?” I ask.
He plunges into me, and I moan with pleasure as his length and width fills me up. I rest my head against his shoulder as he wraps his arms around my chest, our bodies moving together in a rhythm I thought I’d long since forgotten.
Bradford presses against me and I feel his skin hot against mine. We’re both sweating and I don’t know where he ends and I begin as he fucks me, hard and fast, just the way I like it.
I reach my hand around and pull his head down closer to mine, twining my fingers in his long hair. “Oh god, Ragnar,” he growls. “You feel so amazing.”
“So do you,” I gasp as he pushes deeper inside of me.
His hand moves down my chest to my own stiff cock, and he wraps his hand around my shaft. I groan with desire as he holds me, and my excitement just makes him harder.
“Ragnar,” Bradford moans. “Oh Ragnar, yes! Yes!” he screams as he cums inside of me.
