Author's Note: This story is very far from over, but this will be the last chapter submitted for a while. A recent change in circumstances has reduced the amount of time I will have for writing and with three ongoing series to work on, something had to give. Unfortunately, I chose this story. It will be continued eventually but it may be a few months.
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Possession
Chapter 15
by Matt
To say I woke up a bit excited on Sunday morning would be a colossal understatement. I had wanted to go to sleep early the previous night just so it would be morning sooner, but I just couldn't manage it, thoughts of my day with Riley keeping me wide awake.
Fortunately I had Oli to keep me company via text message. After my prank, he had been furious, but very quickly saw the funny side of it. One of the things I loved about Oli was that he never stayed mad for long. I think the longest he's ever held a grudge is about half an hour. So with the initial annoyance out of the way we continued chatting late into the night. I kept trying to steer the conversation back onto the subject of him and Mark, but every time I did he just started talking about how much Mark liked me before managing to somehow segue onto his feelings for Martin.
I eventually gave up and we just started discussing my powers again. My prank on him had given him an endless stream of ideas for things to do with my ability. I had a feeling it was going to be a long school week once we went back on Monday!
I finally managed to get to sleep though, but ended up waking at shortly after six. I knew Riley had said his house mate would be gone that early, but I knew Mum wouldn't like me going out so early. I lay there willing the time to pass and cursing that time manipulation wasn't part of my power! I suddenly remembered the sleepover going on down the hall, thinking about the intimate situation I had left Danny and Liam in. I decided to quickly sneak a peek and see how it had ended up.
I concentrated on Danny, taking over his mind completely. He had obviously still been asleep as his eyes were closed when I entered his mind. I opened them and looked round cautiously. I realised that both Danny and Liam were together on Danny's bed, not exactly cuddling, but with their limbs tangled enough to indicate they probably had been before going to sleep.
I lay there just enjoying the closeness of another body beside me, not really thinking about or caring who it was. I wondered if this, along with our brief burst of brotherly love the night before, might actually start to change Danny a little. Whether he was gay or just experimenting, surely this would sway him away from calling me things like fag and bender. Not wanting to risk disturbing either of them, I returned to my own body.
I stayed in bed watching videos on YouTube until I heard movement in the hallway. I waited a little longer before having a quick shower (well, as quick as you can when you only have one hand available and have to keep the other one dry!) I dressed and dashed downstairs into the kitchen where I eagerly poured a bowl of cereal and started scoffing it down at breakneck speed.
"In a hurry, are you?" Dad asked with a frown as I shovelled in another mouthful.
"Hey, I'm a popular guy, lots to do!" I said with my mouth half full.
"I noticed that." Dad said with a slight smile and nod.
I stopped mid-chew and looked at him, tilting my head slightly as my brow furrowed.
"You just seem to be much busier these days. It's nice to see, that's all." Dad said casually, looking down at the newspaper on his iPad.
I swallowed the half-chewed cereal. "It's not just me... Danny actually has a friend. Now THAT'S weird!" I said with a slight snigger.
I saw a hint of a smile flash across my Dad's face. I could usually tell he was on my side when it came to dealing with Danny, but he remained ever the impartial father, not wanting to show favourites and visibly pick sides. "Don't be mean." He scolded me totally unconvincingly.
"Yes Dad." I said back, still sniggering. "Hey, what time's dinner tonight?"
"Probably late, after seven I'd say." Dad replied, then gave me a puzzled look. "Going out?"
"Yeah." I said, attempting to sound casual. "I should be out all day... if that's okay?"
Now it was Dad's turn to smirk. "Hot date?" he asked.
I blushed profusely making the answer blindingly obvious, but protested anyway. "No, just doing something with friends."
I sat there dreading him making fun of me, or pointing out my embarrassment, but thankfully it never came. "That's fine. I'll let your Mum know."
"Thanks Dad." I said with a slight sigh of relief. I quickly finished my breakfast and was out of the house within minutes.
I slightly regretted turning down Riley's offer to pick me up, but it was a nice morning so the walk was quite pleasant, even with my cock stiffening every couple of minutes in anticipation before finally going down again. By the time I reached Riley's door and knocked, my heart was pounding.
As soon as the door opened, I surged forward, wrapping my arms around Riley's waist and holding him tightly. He took a step back, making me move along with him, then shut the door and put his arms around me too.
"I missed you." He said, kissing the top of my head.
I didn't reply. I couldn't. The immensity of my feelings just completely overwhelmed me and all I could so was stand there and hold him. It finally died down after several minutes and I managed to reply, "I missed you too, so much!"
As we parted he looked at me, frowning gravely. "What's wrong?" he asked. When I looked at him quizzically, he reached up and wiped a tear from my cheek.
I looked at the drop of moisture on his finger then stared at him in shock before wiping my face. I hadn't even realised I was crying. "I... I'm just... I'm so happy to see you." I stuttered truthfully.
He smiled, staring at me affectionately. "Come on, let's go before you set me off too." He said, placing a hand on my back and guiding me through to the lounge.
I sat down on the sofa, feeling a little bit embarrassed about my reaction to seeing him. He didn't say anything as he sat beside me, he just leant back into the sofa and pulled me to him, holding me silently. It was exactly what I needed to calm my nerves, sitting there, feeling him pressed against my side, his arm wrapped around me.
I felt bad interrupting the peaceful moment, but I had something else on my mind and I couldn't hold it in any longer. "Hey... erm... how about we... go to your bedroom"? I requested nervously.
He grinned down at me. "A bit keen are you?" he asked with a wink.
"I just... want... you!" was all I could say, and I meant it!
"Come on then." He said, still smiling, but looking at me now with a lusty gaze to match my own.
As he lead me upstairs, we entered his room. I'm not sure what I was expecting from his bedroom, but I was pleasantly surprised by what I saw. It was mostly tidy, just with a few random items of clothing dotted around. The decoration was fairly neutral, the large windows flooding the room with light. A few pictures hung on the walls and a couple of movie posters. His bed was a king-size and I couldn't help thinking that there would be plenty of room for us to have some fun.
I pulled off my t-shirt before jumping onto the bed, turning to face him as I bounced. He smiled, pulling off his own top as he came over to join me. He grabbed hold of me and pulled me into a kiss. It started gently, sweetly, affectionate, but within a few minutes it had turned into an almost ravenous devouring, hands grasping at each others' bodies as we rolled around. Every now and then I would feel a twinge of pain as his weight pressed down on my ribs, but it soon passed and the kissing continued.
When we finally had to stop and catch our breaths, he was positioned above me, staring down into my eyes, supporting most of his own weight on his elbows positioned either side of me.
"Would you..." I started, but then stopped, nerves getting the better of me until he gently kissed my cheek and nodded. I tried again. "Would you... like to fuck me?"
The look of shock on his face was both endearing and scary. I wondered if I had taken it too far. Had I suggested something he didn't want?
The look of surprise soon softened into something more caring. "I'd love to, but... are you sure you want that?"
I nodded enthusiastically.
"I'm guessing you've never... done that?" he asked cautiously.
In a way, I actually had. I had been in the body of someone who was getting fucked so I had an idea of how it felt, but now didn't exactly seem the best time to bring that up. I decided to be honest about everything else though. "I've fucked someone, but never the other way round."
He smiled again. "Just like me then!" He kissed me briefly. "And you're really sure you want to do this?"
"I want you to be my first!" I said, my hands caressing his sides.
"Okay, but.... let's take it easy, alright?" he said, climbing off. Once he was clear of the bed he removed the rest of his clothing. I don't know whether it was from the kissing or the prsopect of what we were about to do, but he was already hard.
I removed my clothes too, then sat on the side of the bed, facing him. I had never felt so nervous about anything in my life, and it obviously showed!
"Hey, relax." He said, brushing my cheek with his fingers. "You just... lay back and I'll take care of everything!"
I smiled back at him and lay back on the bed. He climbed over me again, but this time he nuzzled his face into my neck. He started working his way down my body, kissing, licking and stroking as I raised my hands to place them under my head. I closed my eyes and mewed happily as he touched every inch of me. He goal had presumably been to get me to relax and it most definitely worked, I had never felt as serene as I had in that moment.
His tongue eventually found its way onto my balls, making me giggle a little. He licked them for a few moments, but instead of moving up as I had expected to lick my boner, his tongue moved downwards. He nudged my legs apart, spreading them wide and suddenly it felt like a jolt of electricity burst through me.
"Whooooa!" I moaned, my hands grasping at the pillow, my eyes rolling back as I tried to look down.
He pulled away for a moment. "Never been rimmed either then I'm guessing!" he giggled. He didn't wait for an answer before diving back in, attacking my hole with his tongue.
I lay there, writhing with pleasure as his tongue worked its magic. My cock was oozing precum excitedly. I felt a little disappointed when he stopped, but his tongue was soon replaced with a finger, sending a whole new wave of feelings through me. He pushed gently, until just the tip entered me.
"Haaa." I moaned in surprised pleasure.
"If I hurt you, just say stop." Riley whispered to me. I just smiled back and nodded for him to continue.
The finger continued inwards until the whole thing was inside. He pulled it back out slowly until just the tip remained, then slowly slid it back in again. My eyes were closed as I enjoyed the sensations but ever time I peeked down at him, he was grinning up at me, obviously loving every second of pleasure he was giving me.
When he pulled the finger out completely I thought he was done, but moments later the finger returned accompanied by a second one. I felt a slight twinge of pain for just a second as they pushed into my hole, but I did my best to relax and it soon passed. He resumed his finger fucking, but this time bent his fingers slightly, bringing them into contact with my prostate.
"HOLY FUCK!" I called out as he found that magic spot. My fingers were gripped so tightly into the pillow under my head that I thought I might rip right through it.
"You like that then?" he asked with a giggle. All he got back from me was a pathetic whimper.
It felt like I was being jerked off from the inside and it was starting to edge me closer and closer to cumming. "I'm... I... you're... make me.... cum." I gasped as his fingers continued probing.
I was getting closer and closer. I tried to speak, but my body refused to respond, my back arching, fingers tearing at the pillow, toes curled. He stopped right at the last second, leaving me torn between relief and disappointment at not cumming.
After a few seconds I had recovered enough to lay flat on the bed and look down at him. He was stroking his own cock, lubricating it. The look on his face was almost enough to make me cum. It was pure ravenous lust.
"You sure?" he asked again as he positioned the head of his cock against my desperate hole.
"I want you inside me!" I pleaded.
He nodded and I immediately felt pressure against my sphincter. It began stretching open to allow him inside. His cock was significantly bigger than his two fingers and he could tell I was struggling, so pulled back out. He pushed in again, getting just a little further, stopping once again as he saw my face contort with pain. It took three more partial entries before I felt the whole head pop inside me.
"Oh my... aaaaah." I moaned, eyes wide, panting. I released one of my hands from the pillow and reached down towards him. He immediately grabbed it with his own hand, squeezing gently.
He returned to his back and forth method, but this time just pushing a little further inside me before pulling back to just keep the head inside. As he shifted slightly on one of his inward strokes, I felt pressure against my prostate again and my cock twitched, making me moan excitedly as my hand squeezed his.
He obviously picked up on the pleasure he was causing at that particular angle and continued it. After four more thrusts I called out, "Fuuuuuuuuck!" as my cock erupted. It twitched wildly without a hand around it, catapulting cum all over us both.
"Looks like I can make you cum without touching it too!" he teased, but I was barely able to even hear his taunt.
He continued thrusting in and out until I felt his pelvis pressing against my rear, he was fully inside me. He paused for a moment, staring down at me as I recovered from the orgasm. "Kiss me." I begged.
He seemed more than happy to comply, leaning down towards me as I stretched up to him. Even the pain in my side wouldn't stop me. Our lips met and he began slowly pumping in and out of me as we kissed. When it parted, I flopped back on the bed but he remained hovering over me.
"Oh God, I love you!" I whimpered, completely caught up in the moment before freezing as I realised what I had just said. Not only had I said it, I'd said first!
His face scared me, just a blank stare. I thought I had made a big mistake until he whispered back, "I love you too!"
We both laughed, chuckling slightly from relief. He sped up his pumping and I started to feel like I was going to cum again. From the noises he was making, it was clear he was getting close too. Another minute of fucking and he began whimpering excitedly along with me.
"Shiiiit!" he called out as he started to shoot inside me. As he did it, he grabbed my cock and stroked it. It took mere seconds of stimulation before I was shooting along with him, me adding to the load still on my stomach as he filled my insides with his hot spunk.
"Oh... my.... God!" he gasped between laboured breaths.
"Uh huh!" I agreed. My cock felt like it was on fire as it recovered from the double load while my rear was starting to ache.
He pulled out then flopped at my side. He reached down and played with the cum on my body. He scooped some up on his finger, raised it to his lips and sucked it off as I watched in aroused amazement. He reached down again and scooped up a little more. I opened my mouth subconsciously. He moved his finger towards my mouth and I raised up a little to meet it, but at the last second he pulled it away, licking it himself once again with a giggle. He returned the finger once more and this time fed my spunk to me.
For the remaining jizz, he leant down and sucked it all into his mouth, then moved back up to kiss me. My cum mingled between our mouths as we embraced.
When we finally parted, he lay back with his head on the pillow beside mine, looking sideways at me. I smiled as I looked back.
"You said you love me!" he said, a look of pure amazement in his eyes.
I blushed a little, but replied, "And you said you love me too!"
Neither of us said another thing as I cuddled up against him. He slipped an arm around my shoulders. Exhausted from my first fuck and two orgasms, I quickly nodded off as we cuddled.
I'm not sure how much later I woke up, but as I looked up I realised he was asleep too but remained holding me tightly, even unconscious! I shifted slightly, resting my head on his chest and let myself drift off again.
The second time I woke up, he was awake before me, staring down at me. I smiled up at him then returned my head to resting on his chest. Waking up with him was absolutely amazing, but that started me thinking about other things. With each breath I took, I could feel the smile fading from my face, replaced by something else.
"Hey, you okay?" he asked, tilting his head to look down at me.
I sniffed slightly. "It's just.... waking up with you... it's amazing!" I started.
"And that's.... bad?" he asked, confused at my apparent sadness.
"Riley, what we're doing, it's not even legal for another... thirteen months. And even once it's legal, it'd be another two years until we could tell anyone without you losing your job." I explained what was troubling me. "That's more than three years before I can wake up with you every morning."
He didn't say anything back, obviously considering what I had just said. He finally asked, "Does that mean... you don't want this? Do you... want out?"
I could hear the fear in his voice. I sat up and stared round at him. "Oh God, no. I was... I just thought YOU might want out!"
He reached up and stroked my cheek before sliding his fingers through my hair, his hand coming to rest against the side of my head. "If I have to wait three years to spend every night with you, I'll wait three years. Hell, I'd wait thirty!"
"Me too." I said happily. In a matter of seconds I had gone from almost crying tears of sadness, to fighting back tears of joy. It still made me sad to think how tough it would be waiting that long, but knowing we both wanted it made it so much easier. I stretched then rubbed my eyes. "I can't believe you let me fall asleep, how much of our day have you let me waste?" I demanded slightly grumpily.
He chuckled as he sat up to face me. "Okay, firstly it's only been an hour and secondly, it wasn't a waste. If I hadn't let you fall asleep, I never would have seen how cute you are doing it!"
I blushed at being called cute then sheepishly replied, "Well I suppose it was nice to snooze together like that."
"It was." he agreed with a grin, laying back down and gesturing for me to rejoin him.
As we lay together again, I let my hand gently caress his body. I really loved his muscles and a fine soft hair covering them. I had never really been into hairy guys before, always preferring guys my own age with similar development to my own, but there was something about him that was just completely irresistible. My fingers found their way onto his nipple, making him shudder. I giggled at the reaction and did it again, watching excitedly as his cock twitched quickly to full firmness.
"You little tease." he sniggered. I felt him nudge me in response to my teasing
I pulled my hand away and said, "Sorry, I'll behave. Don't wanna set you off again!" I had absolutely intention of behaving, but he didn't need to know that! I moved my head slightly so that every breath exhaled through my nose would go straight across his sensitive nipple. Within a few breaths, his cock was dancing in time with my breaths.
"I know what you're doing!" he said flatly. I had to stifle a giggle as I kept doing it, getting a growl from him.
I couldn't resist his twitching cock any more, I moved down and took it into my mouth, sucking eagerly. Now it was his turn to lay back while I did the work. I slid it in and out of my mouth as I let my other hand caress his balls. He was soon moaning happily as he approached his second orgasm of the morning.
"Oh, ohhhh, yeah." he moaned as he coated the back of my throat with a surprisingly large load. I swallowed the lot, then returned silently to my previous position on his chest as his hand came to rest on my back.
"I wonder how many times I can make you cum in one day!" I mused quietly as his cock softened.
He laughed, but stopped as I looked up at him, biting my lip playfully. "Oh God, you're serious, aren't you!"
"Maybe." I smiled innocently as my fingers found their way back to his nipple.
"Ah no, come on!" he pleaded as I began squeezing it. "Aaah."
I moved up and pressed my lips against his, prodding them open with my tongue to explore inside as he returned the gesture. I continued playing with the nipple as we kissed, feeling twinges of excitement as his moans echoed into my mouth.
Once we parted, I was delighted to see that despite cumming mere minutes before, my teasing had got him hard once again. I returned my head to his chest, replacing my fingers on his nipple with my lips.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god." he whimpered as my tongue lashed at the sensitive nub.
I reached down and took hold of his cock, making him jump slightly, it was still extremely sensitive from his last orgasm. I started stroking slowly, letting my nipple-teasing do most of the work. His whimpering sounded more like crying every now and then and I kept looking up ensure it wasn't! Despite the noises he was making, it was apparent he was definitely enjoying it.
It took quite a while to make him cum again, but when he did his entire body spasmed, bucking me off of his chest as he yelled out in pleasure. I managed to keep hold of his cock, stroking it until he couldn't take any more and nudged my hand away.
"Holy sh... I mean... that was... oh... fuck!" he gasped as he came down from the extreme high of his third release.
I sat staring at him, very pleased with my work as he panted his way back to normality. "Well that's three, and I've only been here a couple of hours!" I said happily.
"Oh fuck, no more, please!" He said, half laughing, half whimpering as he reached acorss and placed a hand on my leg.
I shrugged casually. "I suppose I can let you have a bit of a break for now."
"That's very kind of you!" he sniggered, sitting up and shuffling to the edge of the bed.
"Hey, where are you going?" I demanded, moving behind him. I wrapped my arms around his chest and rested my chin on his shoulder.
He grabbed my arms and tilted his head against mine, enjoying the feel of me pressed against him for a few moments. He turned his head, kissed my cheeks and said, "I'm getting dressed before you pounce on me again!"
"Fine." I said, nuzzling my head against his. "But don't get used to it. I want you naked as much as possible today!"
He laughed at my keenness then stood as I let my arms slip away from him. I quickly dressed at the same time and jumped back onto the bed. I suddenly found myself a little nervous about what we would do next. So far, all of our time together had been taken up by kissing and sex, but I knew we couldn't exactly do just that, despite my seemingly insatiable desire to make him cum. What exactly could we do if we weren't doing that?
"What would you like to do?" he asked with a sweet smile, obviously thinking the same sort of thing as me.
I wondered what to suggest. A Sunday on my own or with Oli would normally consist of playing video games, reading comics or watching movies, but he was a grown-up... he would do grown-up things. I didn't want to sound immature so I opened it up to him. "Well what would you normally do on a Sunday?"
"Well I'd normally go for a workout at the gym, but you've pretty much given me a workout already!" He said with a grin, moving to stand in front of me. He placed his hands on my shoulders, staring down at me. "Other than that, I wouldn't do much, it's kind of my day to relax."
"And how does a teacher relax?" I asked, grinning up at him as my hands found their way round onto his bum.
He pulled away from me, making me scowl at having to release his buttocks, but he walked across the room and pulled open a large cabinet door. I stared in amazement. It was full floor to ceiling with video games, graphic novels and blu-rays.
"Something wrong?" he asked with a grin.
"I... you... that..." I stuttered. I shook my head and just said, "That's not what I expected!"
He laughed at my response and replied, "Hey, don't let the muscles fool you. Underneath I'm pure geek!"
"Oh God." I said, staring down at the ground.
"What? What's wrong?" he asked, momentarily panicking as he dashed over to kneel down in front of me.
"You're actually too good to be true. I've gotta be dreaming. I know I'm just gonna wake up and second!" I said, then grinned at him as he realised I was only playing with him.
He laughed and pulled me into a hug. "Nope, I'm all real." he whispered in my ear.
He left me exploring his collection as he went off to make some drinks. I was so engrossed in it that I didn't even hear him come back in, so when I felt his arms draping down over my shoulders it made me jump a little. His giggle earned him an elbow in the ribs.
I spent the next hour trying out a load of different games. I offered to pick all 2-player ones but he said he was happy to just watch. We ended up sitting on the floor, with me between his legs, his arms around my waist as I leaned against him. As I played, he occasionally nibbled at my neck or ear, distracting me from the game, but I wasn't complaining! Eventually, I put down the controller and just leaned back against him, enjoying the feeling of his arms around me.
When my stomach made a lour rumbling noise, he laughed and said, "Guessing you're hungry then?"
"Starving!" I replied dreamily as I took hold of his hands.
We got up and headed down to his kitchen. I sat at the breakfast bar, watching as he set about making us some lunch. We had said we loved each other, we had fucked, we had made each other cum multiple times, we had kissed more times than I could count, but I still felt myself blushing every time he peered round and caught me watching him.
Once lunch was prepared, we took it into the lounge and started watching a movie, cuddling up together to watch the rest of it after the food was all gone. We paused the film half an hour later to go and get dessert. As we cuddled again after scoffing down dessert, I started playing with his nipples.
By the time the film was done, he was virtually on edge. Seeing how much I had turned him on had got me pretty aroused too.
As the credits rolled, I sat up and looked round at him. "You know how you were the first guy to fuck me...." I said tentatively.
"Yeah." he said, his eyes narrowing slightly.
I squirmed a little in my seat, subconsciously playing with my bulge. "Well I was wondering... could I be your first too?" I asked quietly, blushing.
He grinned, his head tilting slightly. "You... want to fuck me?" he asked with a one-sided smirk.
"Sorry, it was a stupid idea." I said, staring down at the sofa.
"You know I've never been fucked before." he said, reaching out and placing his hand under my chin to tilt my head back up. "That's because I've never wanted anyone to." He leaned forward and kissed me for a few seconds, his hand still under my chin. "But I want you to!"
He looked as nervous as I had been before he fucked me, which just made him look even more adorable than usual. I couldn't believe he was going to let me, that he actually wanted me to do it.
He jumped up from the sofa and flashed a cheeky grin at me. "But you're gonna have to catch me first!" He dashed for the stairs.
I ran after him, following up to his room where he had stopped, standing beside the bed. I took a running jump at him, wrapping my arms and legs around him. He staggered back and fell onto the bed with me on top of him. "Caught you!" I said happily as I planted another enthusiastic kiss on his lips.
By the time we were naked, I was in no mood for foreplay or the sensual teasing he had done to me before our earlier fuck. I just lubed up quickly, applying a little to his hole too, then started pushing in.
"Aaaah." he moaned happily as I pushed inside him. He was tight, but I suspected that despite his anal virginity, he had enjoyed a few toys before.
Kneeling there thrusting into him with his legs over my shoulders was quite a different experience to what I had done with Mark. While I had enjoyed the feeling of him riding my cock, the control had been his so I was subject to his desires. Now though, I could do what I wanted, changing my angle to pound at his prostate more or less whenever I felt like it.
As I positioned myself to maximise his prostate stimulation, I grabbed his cock and started stroking. Already on edge from my earlier nipple teasing and pushed even closer by his first experience at bottoming, it only took a few strokes to make him shoot a small load on his stomach. Looked like his tank was finally starting to empty! He definitely enjoyed it though based on the gasping noises and huge grin plastered across his face.
I wanted to go faster, to cum quickly, but I was enjoying it too much. I wanted it to go on forever and more importantly, I wanted to get another load out of Riley! That was when the idea popped into my head! As I stared at him, I allowed a small portion of my mind to enter his head.
Suddenly I could see myself, but more than that, the sensations I was experiencing doubled. I could not only feel myself fucking Riley, but I could feel him getting fucked. He obviously felt it too, his eyes widening with shock as he suddenly felt both things at the same time. It must have been especially disorienting for him as he had no idea why he was feeling it!
I did my best not to listen to his thoughts, my intrusion into his head was meant purely to increase our sexual pleasure, not to spy on him, but I couldn't help it. There was one thought running through his head over and over, it was like he was screaming it at me. 'I love him, I love him so much, I love him!'
I almost cried. Being the one to say it first, I had been worried that he had just said it back reflexively, but that fear was now assuaged. He loved me as much as I loved him. With tears in my eyes, I gasped in ecstasy as he reached for his cock.
It was beyond belief. I was simultaneously feeling myself fucking, getting fucked and getting jerked off. With a whimper so high-pitched I was convinced only dogs would be able to hear it, I shot inside him, triggering his orgasm too. My entire body convulsed with wave after wave of mind-boggling, toe-curling pleasure. Still cumming, I collapsed forward onto him and allowed the part of my mind in his head to return to me.
All concept of time seemed to vanish as I lay there on him, gasping desperately to regain my breath as he did the same.
"Holy... fucking... shit!" he groaned when he regained the ability to speak. All I could do was laugh sympathetically. He took a few more deep breaths and added, "No, seriously, that was... that was insane. Oh my god!"
"Yeah, not that I've got much to compare to, but that was good, right?" I asked, seeking his already-obvious approval.
"Good?" he chuckled. "Good doesn't come close!"
As I attempted to move, our bodies seemed almost stuck together, glued by a mix of cum and sweat. "I think I need a shower!" I giggled.
He reached up and took my head in both hands, pulling me up to kiss him. He smiled as we parted and said, "Yeah, me too." He let his hands slide down my back, cupping my buttocks. "Wanna share one?"
"Hell yes!" I said eagerly, jumping off of him. By now I had gotten used to the dull ache in my side from my exertions. I took it as a good sign that I could actually work through it, hopefully it was a sign that I was healing well.
I followed Riley into the bathroom where he turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature and complaining about how he had to readjust it every time he used it because his house mate liked it a different way. Once it was running the way he liked it, he stepped in. I followed, but had to keep my cast away from the spray.
"I forgot about that!" Riley said, looking at my arm as the water ran down his head onto his body.
For a moment I couldn't respond, mesmerised by how good he looked wet! When I shook myself out of it, I frowned a little as I realised my cast would likely stop us enjoying the shower together as much as I had hoped.
"Hey, why don't I give you a hand!" He said with a sweet smile. "You just keep the hand dry, I'll do the rest."
"Okay." I said quietly, blushing a little.
He started washing me, lathering up my body with shower gel. He looked like he was enjoying touching me as much I was enjoying his careful attention. I closed my eyes as he shampooed my hair then rinsed it out. In between touched, he washed himself too and within a few minutes we were both spotlessly clean again and I expected him to turn off the shower. Instead he stood behind me and pulled me against him.
I was already semi-hard from his touches, but as he started kissing my neck and shoulder, I was soon back up to full stiffness. His hands were slid under my arms, wrapping around my stomach and quickly working downwards.
"What are you..." I started before he interrupted.
"Well I'm at five and you're only at three. You need to catch up!" he growled in my ear.
I would have protested if the low rumble of his assertion hadn't turned me on so much. Instead I just let his hands start working their magic. I closed my eyes, submitting to his control. His body pressed against my back, the warm water flowing over us, his hand caressing my chest, the stroking of my cock, it was a sublime medley of sensations.
As amazing as the orgasm felt, I was sad when it happened. I just felt so close to Riley in that moment that I wanted to stay frozen like that forever. I remained in a daze until I felt the water stop flowing.
"All done." he whispered in my ear before nibbling it gently.
As we stepped out, he grabbed a towel and dried me off, peppering my body with gentle kisses over each area he dried.
We headed back to his room and dressed as I picked out another game to play, insisting that Riley join in with me. It was weird. Despite the obvious age difference, it was just like hanging out with my best friend. Obviously he was no replacement for Oli, but it just felt great to realise we could spend time together in a non-sexual way.
As we played, I ended up making a challenge out of it, with the loser having to remove an item of clothing for each game lost. Inevitably this soon led to us both being naked, which in turn led to us both getting hard. Amazingly, neither of us made a move. Perhaps it was from mutual sexual exhaustion, or perhaps we were just enjoying what we were doing. Either way, we both remained naked and hard until I looked at the clock and realised it was almost time to go.
"You look.... almost happy to be going!" he said, frowning at my smile as we both re-dressed.
"No, it's not that." I said as I thought about it. "It's just.... every other time I've had to leave here, I've always been secretly worried that you wouldn't want me to come back."
"Aww." he said, pulling me into a momentary hug. "But you don't feel that this time?" he asked.
I shook my head as I grinned. "Nope. You love me, I love you... I'll be back!" I said happily.
He couldn't help smiling along with me as he thought about it. "I guess you're right."
We only kissed goodbye five times for a change, significantly less than at my last visit. He again offered to take me home but I said I was looking forward to the walk and soon set off on my way with a final kiss.
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