I didn't even hesitate. I crawled over to him and grabbed his cock wet with pre-come. I rubbed him from the base to the tip and crammed all his his thick meat into my mouth. Logan groaned and held the back of my head.
I wrapped my lips around and shoved him as deep down as possible. My tongue played with his head, lightly flicking it and driving Logan crazy.
He wouldn't be able to last much longer. It wasn't possible.
I was dead wrong.
He started to push his cock in and out of my mouth. I didn't need to work any longer and became his tool to use with as he wished.
When he pulled out, I flipped around and willingly gave him my ass again. I knew what he wanted before he could even ask it. It was like we were connected on another level. Transcending dimensions and love.
Logan slapped my ass again and again, making my cheeks raw and red. “This ass is so good,” he said, his fingernails digging into my flesh.
“Take me again, Logan. I can't take the teasing.”
“Be careful what you wish for,” he replied.
Logan plowed into me in one thrust, his hips reaching my ass and burying his cock so deep in me. My head snapped back and cried out as another orgasm fired off.
I had a hard time holding myself up but Logan's grip on my hips kept me in position.
Logan slammed against me over and over. “You feel so good,” he said.
“I want to feel your come inside me,” I told him.
That turned on a light in his head. I think he was planning on coming on my back. But now things were different.
Logan picked up speed, fucking me harder and faster than ever before. He was close. His balls would need to unload soon.
“I'm going to come, Colton,” Logan called out.
My pleasure was almost at its peak again. “Come with me.”
We both reached the state of bliss at the same time. Logan burst within me, pouring his sweet sticky seed inside my eager hole.
I clenched the desk as I tried to endure the body-wrecking orgasm. I wouldn't be able to move for days after this.
Logan's thrusts began to slow down. My breath finally caught up with me. I could feel his penis slowly become soft inside me.
I still didn't want him to leave. It was the safest feeling in the world.
Logan pulled out and we both collapsed onto the carpet. I'd never been so tired in my life. Logan gathered me in his arms and played with my hair.
“That was too fucking good. There's no way that could be possible,” he said.
“I can tell you it was true because I was there too and it was fantastic.”
I fell sound asleep in his arms listening to his heart beat.
My bedroom door opened, startling us both awake.
Heather walked in and stopped in her tracks with an open mouth. “Oh shit, Colton. I didn't know you had somebody in here.”
I saw it in her face when she recognized it was Logan who was in bed with me. She was frozen in place, not knowing what to say.
I didn't know what to say either.
“I'm sorry,” Heather said. She turned around and walked out but forgot to close the door behind her. A moment later she returned, apologized again, and closed the door.
“Well that just happened,” I said.
“Better that it gets out in the open now rather than later. I don't want to keep this a secret.”
I looked into his eyes and felt I finally found my match. And he was right under my nose the entire time.
“I don't want to keep it a secret either.”
Logan leaned down and kissed me. It was so full of love that he didn't even need to say it.
We didn't leave the bed for days.
The End
Story Twelve
Copyright 2018
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Description
Garrett has always felt out of place in life. He doesn't know who he wants to be or where he wants to go. Garrett's finally back home for spring break and there's a surprise waiting for him.
Alec's the new man of the house and he wasn't expecting someone like Garrett to land in his lap. Everything is about to change.
Warning! Prepare yourself for some insta-love and steamy scenes.
Chapter One
I wasn't ready for this.
Spring break was supposed to be full of partying, alcohol, and wrong decisions.
But my stupid mom was making me spend it back at home. And now I had to meet her new boyfriend too.
Not my idea of a fun week.
I carried my duffel bag on my shoulder as I walked to the beige front door of the house I grew up in. The door was unlocked and I strolled right in. The smell of pasta and tomatoes hung in the air.
I plopped my bag onto the ground and yelled, “I'm home!”
My mom rushed out of the kitchen and into the entryway. A blue apron with a flowery print was tied around her waist. “Garrett!” She wiped her hands on the apron before giving me a big hug. “I've missed you so much.”
“Mom, it hasn't been that long. I was home two months ago for Christmas vacation.”
She squeezed me over and over again. I let my arms drop to my sides and just let it happen. “But it feels like its been forever.”
My mom released me from her death grip and I was finally able to take a breath. “I'm in college now so you need to get used to the fact that I'm not going to be around all the time.”
“I know you wanted to go to Mexico for spring break but we're going to have a lot of fun right here.”
There was a fat chance of that happening. I couldn't argue too much about it though. The only way I was going to be able to go to Mexico was if my mom paid for it.
I had a job during my first semester working at the food court. Shoveling Chinese food on plates for students didn't work for me so I quit. It helped that my grades were slipping so my mom agreed with the decision. I didn't tell her that work wasn't affecting school at all. It was really the all-night partying.
But she didn't need to know about that stuff.
My mom brought me to the kitchen and I left my duffel bag by the stairs. The kitchen was unchanged since I last came home except for a sign that said: Good Eats. A large pot of pasta was boiling next to a pan of hot tomato sauce.
“Come here and try this,” my mom said. She took a wooden spoon and dipped it into the red sauce. She held her hand under the spoon to catch any drops and gave me a taste.
I immediately spit it out.
“What's wrong? You don't like it?” she asked.
“It's too damn hot,” I replied, covering my burnt mouth.
“Oh I'm sorry.” She brought over another spoonful of sauce and blew on it this time.
I didn't trust her so I blew on it too and waited long enough until I couldn't see any steam coming off the spoon. I tasted it and and nodded my head. “Mmm. It's good, Mom.”
She smiled and set the spoon down in the pan. “I'm glad. I just hope Alec likes it too.”
“So who is this guy that you are so excited for me to meet that I have to skip spring break?”
“I think you're really going to like him. I haven't met a guy this good in a long time.”
My mom could be called a gold digger in some circles. She had been married twice since the first divorce. Both were insanely rich guys. And both marriages didn't last past the two-year mark. My mom made out like a bandit and that's why she didn't have to work anymore.
It's also the reason my college was already paid for. As much as I complained about it, at least my mom was happy.
“So what's this guy do? Investment Banker? CEO of a Fortune 500?”
My mom put her hands on her hips. “I know what you're trying to do and it's not going to work. He's not like th
e other guys. He's a mechanic.”
I had to sit down at the kitchen island from the shock. “What was that? I don't think I heard you correctly.”
“Let's not play games.”
“Well did he inherit a bunch of money or something? Maybe won a big lawsuit?”
My mom fake laughed. “Very funny, Garrett. I know it sounds ridiculous but he's just a plain mechanic.”
“I'm sorry, it's just that's not really you're type.”
“Well, I think you'll understand when you meet him.”
I pictured a butt-scratching monkey coming to dinner tonight. I put my hands up in surrender. “Well good for you. I hope it works out.” I tried to sound as genuine as possible even though I knew it would all fall apart in the end.
I would inevitably get the late night phone call from my sobbing mother complaining about how terrible things were. I always had to be there for her.
And I would be again this time.
“Thank you.” My mom leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek. “Why don't you get settled in your room and I'll let you know when Alec gets here.”
Chapter Two
I truly felt at home when I jumped in my own bed. Back at college, I was in a tiny dorm with a twin-sized mattress. Nothing like the king I had here.
And not nearly as comfy.
A collage of magazine cutouts of actors that I thought were hot covered one entire wall. The other side was a long closet with mirror doors. My bed faced the large window that looked out at the street. I remember sitting in a chair and reading for hours by the window, looking up every so often to see what was happening down below.
I opened the blinds and peeked outside. Old Mr. Harper from across the street was trimming his hedges. A woman ran on the sidewalk in black tights with a golden retriever chasing her. I could waste a lot of time people watching
I left the window and threw my duffel bag on the bed. I unpacked the small amount of clothes and put them back in the closet where they belonged. My finger ran across all the shirts I wish I could bring to school with me but there was no room.
I couldn't wait for next year when I got to move out of the dorms and into a real apartment. I would finally have my own room again with plenty of space for all my clothes.
A noise that sounded like a car pulling into the driveway came from outside. I went to the window and saw a white Ford truck park next to my Honda Civic. My mom's boyfriend was here. And based off his car, she was right about him not being loaded.
I quickly went to the bathroom and fixed my hair.
I heard the front door open. “Garrett! Come down,” my mom yelled.
“Coming!” I replied.
I took one last look at myself in the bathroom mirror and descended the stairs. I could hear the two of them talking in the kitchen.
I walked in and my mom's eyes lit up when she saw me. “Garrett, come in here and meet Alec.”
My breath was knocked out of my lungs at the sight of him. He wasn't anything like I expected. Tall, broad shoulders,and short dark hair. A face that belonged on the silver screen. No butt-scratching mechanic here. This guy was a real man.
Now how the hell did my mom get a man like that? Now don't get me wrong, my mom was a looker herself. Long blonde hair, blue eyes, big tits. She didn't have very many flaws.
But she was pushing her late forty's and this guy didn't look a year older than thirty.
My mom motioned me over. “Come here.”
My feet wouldn't move and a stupid smile was frozen in place.
Alec took a step forward and outstretched his hand. “I'm Alec, you must be Garrett.”
I blushed and took his hand. It was warm and calloused with a strong grip. “Nice to meet you,” I replied.
“Your mom has told me so much about you.”
I flashed my mom an angry look. I imagined every embarrassing moment I ever experienced being told to Alec and them both laughing their asses off.
Alec rubbed his hands together. “It smells great in here. What are we eating for dinner?”
“Take a seat at the table with Garrett and I'll serve you,” my mom said. She gave Alec a peck on the cheek and I felt a pang of jealousy.
I don't know why I was feeling that way but I ignored it immediately.
We both sat down at the dinner table with all the plates and silverware already set out. That used to be my job when I was younger. I had to actively avert my eyes from Alec or else I'd be drooling.
My mom brought over the big pot and set it down. “We have here some pasta and a homemade tomato sauce. I hope you enjoy.”
She sounded like one of those contestants on a cooking show, prepping the judges for what they're about to eat. My mom never really cared about cooking when I lived here before.
Alec took my plate and served me a generous helping of pasta. I thanked him when he returned the plate. My mom gave me a look like: “see this guy really is good.”
I had to admit that she was kind of right. I'd only known the guy for minutes now and he had already won me over. I didn't even eat my food. I just stared at him as he tried the pasta.”
“Wow, this is delicious. My compliments to the chef. A restaurant couldn't even do this.”
My mom's face turned red and she turned her attention to me. “What do you think, Garrett?”
Her voice was just an echo in my head. I focused on Alec's reaction to every bite he took. He almost looked like he was orgasming. Or at least what I thought he would look like during sex.
The thought of him naked on top of me crossed my mind. I wanted to shake it off but I couldn't help it. The image was too powerful. His sweaty body rubbing against me. His hard cock plunging deep into me with every thrust.
“Earth to Garrett! Are you there?”
The echo in my head grew louder. I realized my mom was trying to get my attention. I snapped out of my daydream. “I'm sorry. What did you say?”
My mom chuckled. “I was only asking you what you thought about dinner?”
I still hadn't even tasted it yet. I looked at Alec and said, “Delicious.”
Chapter Three
Alec and my mom were at the kitchen sink cleaning the dishes while I finished my food. It actually was really good. The tomato sauce tasted super fresh and pasta was cook perfectly. This definitely wasn't like the food I was used to at home.
I savored every bite and emptied my plate. When I looked up, the kitchen was empty and I was alone. I could hear them walking around upstairs. The thought of them having sex made me shiver. It was my mom I didn't want to imagine having sex.
Alec on the other hand...
I couldn't wait any longer. Normally I'd wait until right before bed or early in the morning when I took a shower. But this was an emergency.
I stripped down to my black boxers and crawled under the covers. My bed was even nicer than I remembered. The sheets were so soft against my naked skin. My fingers trailed down my neck and underneath my boxers.
I imagined Alec walking in on me touching myself. The thought of being caught by him turned me on. I reached lower and felt how hard I was. A rush of ecstasy jolted through my body.
Alec would be shocked first when he walked in on me. I wouldn't notice him there because I'd be so into it. He would stand there, watching me, his cock growing hard in his pants.
I would finally notice him and bite my bottom lip, telling him to come join me under the covers.
Imagining Alec undressing in front of me sent me overboard. I rubbed the base of my shaft up and down, my legs flexed, my feet stretched outwards. I pictured Alec handling me rough, his warm body next to mine.
I turned my head and buried it in the pillow next to me as I screamed from the orgasm. My body quaked with excitement, the bed rumbled around the room. My muscles relaxed and I was finally able to take a breath.
One wasn't going to be enough. I closed my eyes and played with my penis until it became erect again.
Alec was under the covers with me now
, touching every inch of me. His rock hard cock was pressed against my thigh as he kissed me deeply. I disintegrated beside him.
I bent over for him and he knew exactly what needed to be done. His large member entered me with such strong force that it pushed my body forwards.
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