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“How are you so loud when you’re sucking on my dick?” I ask as Liam moans around my cock, taking it to the back of his throat before pulling off the tip with a ‘pop.’
We’re christening our new bedroom for at least the tenth time since we moved in, and we’re supposed to be practicing quiet sex since our roommates have gone from impressed with our stamina to pissed about the noise. And it’s only been a week.
Good thing we’re on the first floor.
“No one’s here.” Liam licks around my crown, flashing his mischievous eyes from where he’s kneeling before me.
“When you’ve mastered quiet sex, we can be loud when they’re gone. Try again with less groaning.” I guide his mouth back to my cock, threading my fingers in his hair so I can give a firm tug if he gets out of line.
He sucks me gently, massaging my balls with his free hand, and as I give myself over to the bliss of his wet tongue, I can’t help but feel grateful for him, for this place, all of it.
My scholarship covers all my living expenses, allowing Liam to live with me rent free, just like Cameron and Jagger suggested. And with their help I created a profile on the NIL marketplace, where I found a few sponsors. One company makes hoodies that are comfy as hell, and another makes an electrolyte powder you can put in your water bottle during practice and games.
I’ve even got a third showing interest, but they make underwear, and I’m not sure I’m down to pose for pictures in my boxers. However, they reached out because they want a gay athlete in their portfolio, so it bears consideration. As Coach likes to say, the more public support I have through NIL deals, the harder it’ll be for the NFL to overlook me for having a boyfriend.
“Mmm, so good.” I tell Liam.
He pops off my dick again. “I thought we weren’t talking?”
“We’re not screaming. Soft voices are allowed.”
“Make up your mind.” He captures me again, slurping me down like he’s on a mission to get me to scream. He’s so gonna lose.
Having a sponsor that supports my relationship could be cool, although it’s not like I need the cash. I’ve made enough so far to cover Liam’s tuition, which he still won’t let me pay, but he did let me buy his Jeep, and he used that cash for school. Since we share the Jeep, and he uses it to drive to his summer job at the clinic, I don’t know why we had to go through the whole process of transferring the title, but he insisted, and I’ll do anything to make him happy.
I pull him off my cock when he starts moaning.
“I wasn’t done.”
“You weren’t behaving.” I take his hand off his dick—sneaky fucker was stroking himself while blowing me—and pull him upright. “We’ve gotta learn to keep it down at least some of the time or we’ll be looking for a new place.” I spin him so his back is to me and finger his hole, which is still wet from when he rode me after Bennet borrowed the Jeep and, since Cameron and Jagger spent the night out, we had the place to ourselves.
Predictably, he moans, so I remove my fingers and he whines. “You make a peep and I stop. Got it?”
He nods furiously, so I line myself up and push inside, pausing for a moment to get my sensitive dick under control before I start to move.
Though we flip occasionally, both of us prefer to have me on top. Plus, my little sunshine is not afraid to be a bossy and very vocal bottom, which I sort of love, except when it threatens to get us booted from the house.
As I pick up the pace, Liam starts to moan, so I freeze, and he huffs his displeasure.
“You know the rules,” I say. “Squeeze my ass or my hair, whatever you need to do. Just don’t make a sound.”
He nods again, gripping my ass with one hand and my hair with the other, and I reward him by starting to move.
Though our ragged breathing echoes through the room, along with the slapping of skin, Liam keeps his lips pressed firmly shut, swallowing every last little whimper.
He’s doing so good. I grip his hips in my hands so I can really pound into him, loving how his beautiful cock smacks against his stomach each time my balls hit his.
“So good, sweetheart,” I whisper in his ear. “Fuck, look at you, learning how to be quiet.” Usually, I’m the one who likes praise, but I know how hard it is for him not to shout, and he deserves to hear me say that.
“Close,” he grits through a locked jaw.
“I gotchu.” I tighten my grip on his hips and piston as fast as my body will allow, pummeling his prostate with each thrust.
Right as his hole seizes up around my cock, there’s a muffled voice on the other side of the door, and it swings open without warning.
Jagger stands there, dumbstruck, mouth hanging open in shock as he watches my boyfriend’s cock spew its impressive release.
“I… The Jeep isn’t here. And you’re… Fuck.” He backs out of the room and closes the door behind him, speechless for the first time in, maybe ever, which makes Liam and I crack up.
