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Releasing a shaky breath, I realize I’m likely crushing him, and go to pull away. But he just holds me tighter, silently begging me to stay.
So I do.
I stay until my cock softens inside him. Until the buzzing leaves my head, and the heat leaves my veins, and the weight leaves my chest.
Never in my life have I ever felt so simultaneously light and heavy. Like I could fly, if it wasn’t for the organ in my chest, the one anchored to the boy under me, the one petting my head, rubbing his nose into my neck, inhaling me like he’s just as gone for me as I am him.
And he is, isn’t he?
My throat thickens, recalling earlier…
And I realize how wrong I was to not go after him sooner. How wrong I was to give up so easily, all because I was so caught up on his age, and couldn’t possibly see how this beautiful, perfectly imperfect human could ever love someone as flawed and jaded as me.
It wasn’t fair to him.
Easing back, I press one last kiss to his head, and reach around, prying his hands off me.
“Nol,” he whines.
“Shh,” I whisper. “Not going anywhere.”
My cock slips out, sticky and flushed. Pressing his thighs to his chest, I bend down, inspecting his hole. “Did I hurt you?”
“N-no. Never. Felt good.”
I smile softly at that, stroking a finger around his rim, catching my cum dribbling out.
Humming, I spread it into his skin, and he moans. His softened cock twitching where it rests heavily against his stomach.
“You’re a mess,” I murmur, devouring the sight of his flushed skin. His cum-smeared chest. His red, puckered hole clenches, seeking. And I collect the cum spilling out, gently pushing it back in.
Groaning, he throws an arm over his face, head thrown back.
Bending down, I lick at his spent cock. Then his flat stomach. Sucking him clean. I ruck up his shirt, kissing up his chest. I pull a rosy nipple into my mouth, bringing about a choked gasp from him.
Chuckling against his pec, I shake my head, rubbing my beard all over him just the way he likes.
Hands clutch the side of my face, forcing me up to his mouth.
“Kiss me,” he breathes.
So I do.
“Nolan?”
“Yeah, Sky.”
He blinks up at me, a soft, dazed sort of wonder peering back at me from those chocolate orbs.
“Is this real?”
Nodding, I turn my head, pressing a kiss to his palm. “Yeah,” I say against his flesh, nuzzling him. “It’s real.”
A hand clenches my ass, fingers biting my skin. I smile.
“Nolan?”
“Yes?” When I blink up at him, he’s scrunching his face, gaze straining down his chest.
