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Icatch both ankles again and spread his legs wider.WhenImake a move toward his cock, he struggles for real and tries to grab my hair. "Ican't.Ican't."
"Doesthat meanIwin again, pretty boy?"
Heshakes his head, his jaw jutting stubbornly, even though he has nothing left. "Never.Ican hold out."
"Youknow you can't."Hemoans quietly and tries to get away again, butIjust tighten my grip. "Ifyou scream, everyone will see you lose."
Hisfingers curl into fists against the glossy finish of the car.ThistimeIdon't have to experiment asIfold his legs up and lean in to suck his cock into my mouth.It'sbigger than last time, and harder, drenched with his precum.Hemakes a broken sound, bucking, asItease the head of it with my tongue, then lap a circle around it.Isuck slow and relentless, then faster, whatever paceIwant.There'sliterally nothing he can do.
Mycum slips out of him right before his orgasm hits, dripping down onto the muddy bumper of the car.Iuse it as lube to push two fingers back inside him and stretch him out asIkeep sucking.Heclamps both hands over his mouth and fights me as he comes.Itgoes on forever, two or three times longer than the others, and he’s almost crying by the time he finally collapses.
Ikiss the inside of his thigh, then his belly, then his chest.Irest my forehead in the hollow of his throat and count backward from five.
Three...Two...One.
"DidIjust drip cum on someone's car?"Thereit is.Igrin to myself; he sounds mortified.
Itilt my face up soI'mlooking at the bottom of his chin. "DallasSantra."Mybrain is completely empty and peaceful, andIhave no idea what's going to come out.
"Ifucking dripped cum...What?" he snaps kind of impatiently.
I’venever thought these words, not consciously, but they're all arranged in order and ready to come pouring out. "Ilove you more and more every timeIbreathe.Andafter the last breath,I'mgonna find you again and stay with you until all the planets and suns melt.Whenthere’s nothing left,I’llstill be holding you."
Hecomes up on his elbows and gapes at me. "Youshould save that for our wedding vows," he murmurs finally, in that voice where he makes jokes because he's overwhelmed.
Ikiss his belly one more time, then help him sit up between my knees as he hisses in discomfort. "Whatif this is our wedding vows?”
Blinkingup at me, he rakes his hair back out of his face. "I'mnot getting married naked on some stranger's car hood."
"Yousure?"Ibrush my thumb down his slightly crooked nose. "Whatabout those people who get married by themselves first, then do the wedding shit later?"
"Theydo that at acourthouse--"Hecuts himself off and studies me for a minute. "Youknow what?Okay."
"Okay?"
"Youjust said the most beautiful thing anyone will ever say to me.Sowhy not?"Hewraps his arms around me and rests his ear against my chest for a long time, like he's thinking.Finally, he pulls back and grabs both my messy hands in his dirty ones. "BeckhamAlexander.You'rethe only thing in my whole life that's always felt right, from the very start.You'rethe reasonIget out of bed in the morning and go out in the world and try my best.EverythingIdo is so thatIcan come home and see your smile again.SometimesIthinkloveis too small of a word for us.ButIdon't have a bigger one, soIlove you."
"Wow."Irub my forehead, and now it's my turn to feel all hot and embarrassed.ButImemorized everything he said, andI'mgoing to keep turning it over in my head untilIprocess every part of it. "Sowe're married now?"
Aftera long, profound pause, he laughs. "Ofcourse not.Butyou can tell everyone we are, if you want."
Hestretches up and kisses me delicately, the opposite of everything we just did.Thenhe sits back and looks around whileItip my head back to enjoy the night air. "Beck?"
"Yeah, baby?"
"Wherethe hell are we?"
Iglance over my shoulder.Allthe houses look the same, and we took one too many turns for me to keep track. "Idon't know."
"Terrific."Hestruggles to his feet, swaying a little, and searches for his briefs.Afterhe pulls them on,Igive him my t-shirt so now we're both half dressed.There'sno point in arguing with him as he kneels down and uses the hem to try and wipe cum off the car bumper, even though it's already covered in mud. "Weare disgusting," he observes, scrubbing with his forehead scrunched up. “Noself control.Mightas well be animals.”
“Yeah.Andit gets you hot.”Evenin the darkIcan see the back of his neck flush.
Oncehe's satisfied,Iput my arm around his shoulders as we cross the soccer field again, then start hunting through straight, identical streets for a house that has no distinguishing features.We'refucking lucky it has our rental car out front, orScoutwould have to come out in his pajamas to help find us beforeMrs.Santrawakes up.
Butpart of me hopes we never find our way back.Partof me just wants to walk and walk with him beside me forever, in the peaceful night, with our cocks satisfied and our arms around each other.We'regonna go a lot of good places together in our lives, but right now this is the most perfect thingIcan imagine.
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