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“Oh, fuck, did I rub on you while we were sleeping and you had lurid thoughts featuring a stacked blonde woman with plush lips who was sucking your dick?”

“Why is she blonde in this scenario?”

His face fell, and guilt swamped me. I never wanted to hurt Neko, even with an innocent comment, but I’d managed. Words wouldn’t placate him, even though I was teasing. Instead, I stepped closer and tipped his face up to meet my gaze.

My eyes glanced down at his lips and he groaned, tongue flicking out and wetting them.

“I want to kiss you.”

A gasp escaped his throat, and he whispered, “Yes.”

Kissing Neko-Ren Ellison was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced, and everything I never dreamed I could have. His lips were indescribable. Soft, pliant, yet able to send me to my knees if he denied me what I’ve craved for weeks.

I used my lips to part his, sucking in a breath when the sensitive corner of mine scraped against his morning stubble, before our tongues met in a mutual duel, stoking fantasies of tasting him for hours. Days. Until the end of time.

Yes, I’ve heard the descriptions. Fireworks, explosions, even electricity skittering along the surface of the skin along with waves of pleasure following. But with Neko, it was all that and more.

My entire being throbbed, my cock pulsed, and I felt untethered. Yet for a single instance in my life, the sense that every decision I’d made allowed me in the same orbit of this fabulous man in my arms, and I pledged to the gods above I would believe in fate for the rest of my existence.

I swallowed Neko’s moan, giving him one of my own as his hardness pressed against my stomach. I hadn’t realized I lifted him in the air and pressed his back against the cool shower tile until then, and knowing how limited our time was, I broke the kiss and set him on his feet.

Helpless to resist him, I knelt down and nuzzled the obvious outline of his girth through the last of his clothing with my cheek. With deliberate movements, I shed his boxer briefs, smiling at the bright red concealing my target until Neko whimpered.

“Lean against the wall, sweetheart, and hold on to something.”

“Wha—”

Never having sucked another cock before, I’d no clue what to expect. Questions such as would the weight of his cock on my tongue and his aroma freak me out? Would he want to shove it down my throat and make me choke? And why did the thought turn me on? From the enthusiastic groans and moans from the porn I watched made gay sex look… well, fun and pleasurable.

But I swallowed the head of his dick without hesitation before I moved to lick the slit and moaned as the salty-sweet taste registered. Circling the tip with my tongue, I used tentative movements until Neko’s narrow, nimble fingers slid through my strands before taking ahold of the loose, messy bun at the back of my head in a rigid grip. Something about his strength at the same time my mouth worked to make him fall apart made me groan, sending vibrations through his cock, and he tightened his hold.

As he clenched his hand against my scalp, I took him deeper, tonguing the base of his cock as my lips pursed around him. No clue if I was giving him pleasure, I pulled back with deliberate pressure around his length, before plunging back in again.

“Fuck, Graham!”

The next time my mouth traveled to the tip, I glanced up at him; cheeks flushed and the muscles of his chest and arms bulging from holding himself back.

“Is this okay?”

His black pupils hid the hazel color of his eyes, and his jaw clenched as he worried his bottom lip with his teeth.

“You’re trying to fucking kill me, or I’m going to wake up to another fantasy unfulfilled.”

“No, sweetheart, I promise. You are very much awake, and me on my knees, worshipping your hard cock is because I can’t live another day without touching you the way I wanted from the beginning. I’m sorry it took me so long to realize what I knew all along.”

I stood, unable to be apart from him, and pulled him in for a scorching kiss. When he met my lips without hesitation, I used my free hand and shucked off my boxer briefs until I managed to free my dick. I then encased my cock along with Neko’s in one hand and stroked.

His hips shot forward, and the feel of skin on skin almost brought me to my knees. I continued plundering his mouth as my hand moved on its own, stroking both of us as Neko kept fucking into my grip. Before long, we both panted with our pleasure and my arm slipped around his lower back, the tips of my fingers brushing against his ass, as I held him tight.

“Graham. Close, so fucking close.”

Anticipation swelled in my chest, proud in knowing my actions would lead to his gratification. The next stroke up sent him over the edge. With a low moan, he tensed in my arms before he threw his head back and screamed my name, his come landing on my stomach, leaving me wrecked.

“Oh, fuck, you marked me. That’s… you are the sexiest fucking thing ever. You’re mine, sweetheart. I’m… fuck.”

I came with a roar, head dizzy with pleasure I’ve never experienced before. Neko was my anchor, and as I held him close and listened to his panting breaths cooling my shoulder, I lost a piece of my heart to the man.

Four hours later, I sat in Neko’s TV room, smiling as I watched my man laughing whenever a jump scare frightened him, but I noticed his happiness at playing the latest horror game while taking the time to talk to those in his chat. So far, he’d raised close to a quarter million dollars for several LGBTQ+ charities. Neko’s goal was a half a million dollars.