Page 41 of Bend Him, Break Him
“It’s fine.” Isaac glared past Colton at the bathroom door where Leon was now holed up and hiding. “Your stalker was lurking around, probably trying to get inside.”
“Which is why I always lock my door. He seems to wanna be buddy-buddy with my roomie.”
Isaac yacked. “Here I thought Tim had decent taste.”
“My other roommate. We’re not close.” Colton wiggled his hip a bit to draw Isaac’s attention. “Keys in my pocket.”
Since Colton was carrying cocktails, Isaac reached into his pants and retrieved the keys.
“Uh-hmm?” Isaac made a face and held up the fifteen or so keys.
“It’s the third blue key. For homes.”
“You have three residences?”
“Four.” Colton shrugged. “But we never really lock the beach house.”
Isaac counted them out until he’d grabbed the third key with a blue band on it, then opened the door so they could step inside.
“What’s with all the keys?”
“Car, baseball, gym, homes, old storage locker, I think, and spares for others.”
Isaac directed Colton inside and grabbed one of the drinks. He gulped down the sugary cocktail faster than he should have and belched.
Colton snickered, sipping his own drink. “Sexy.”
“Keep it up.” Isaac playfully shoved him, waiting impatiently for Colton to down his own drink.
“Speaking of sexy…” Colton set his drink down. “I gotta piss.”
“Seriously?” Isaac waved him off and plopped onto the bed.
Colton rushed out, likely realizing Isaac’s mood was a rarity. All the same, he eagerly awaited his boyfriend’s return. When Colton finally made his way back after the longest ten minutes.
“There was a hell of a line, I swear.”
“Uh-huh.” Isaac grabbed Colton’s shirt and pulled him close before shoving him onto the bed.
“Someone’s excited.”
“I most certainly am.” Isaac flung off his shirt, kicked off his shoes, and unfastened his belt. “You better hurry up.”
“No foreplay?” Colton teased, sliding his own pants down.
“I’ve got a long night planned.” Isaac crawled onto the bed. “We can kiss and cuddle after I’ve tasted your dick.”
Colton shuddered beneath Isaac as he lay back on the bed.
Isaac did tease Colton with a few kisses, light and guiding, and gentle hands that brushed over Colton’s tensed muscles.
They could stay like this all night, and Isaac would be happy.
But he wanted more. Wanted something he’d craved for years.
Isaac trailed his way down Colton’s muscular abs with kisses and licked Colton’s inner thigh brushing his face against the erect cock.
“What inspired this?” Colton asked, gripping his dick.
“I won’t be outdone,” Isaac said, slapping Colton’s hand away and taking full control of his boyfriend’s cock.
He wasn’t joking when he said Colton’s cock sucking had improved. Over the last few months, he’d gone from struggling to take half to swallowing all the way to the base with ease.
Isaac licked the head of Colton’s cock, teasing and rubbing the precum already dripping. How he’d longed to take Colton’s cock back into his mouth, the taste of his dick, the shudder of his body. Oh, how Colton bucked when Isaac swallowed the entirety of his shaft.
“Fuck,” Colton hissed with a sharp breath.
He grabbed Isaac by the back of the hair only for the goth to lift his head and straddle Colton’s hips.
“What happened?”
“Nothing.” Isaac grabbed Colton’s wrists and placed his hands higher up, at the head of the bed.
“I might be sucking you off, but don’t be fooled, baby.” Isaac kissed Colton, leading their tongues. When Colton moved to caress Isaac’s body, he found his hands moved back to the head of the bed. “Be a good boy and let me have my fun.”
“Yes, sir.”
Isaac slid back down, sucking Colton’s cock as the jock fought the urge to thrust upward, to bury Isaac’s head to the base of his dick.
Isaac could feel it in every subtle movement of Colton’s body, the twitch of delight as Isaac licked, the moan when Isaac swallowed, the jerk of his body when his hands went to meet Isaac.
“Keep doing that, please,” Colton spoke through clenched teeth, desperate for release.
Isaac wanted to bring him off fast, prove he had it in him, and surely wouldn’t be outdone by Colton’s fantastic blowjob.
But another part of him wanted to edge Colton for hours, to play with the dick he’d denied himself in some foolish attempt at maintaining control, keeping his distance, resisting urges that’d lead him back to old habits.
They were well past all that. Isaac had real feelings for Colton, desires that superseded every impulse from when they were teens. Most importantly, while he liked their roles very much, he found himself willing and able to let layers of that fall away to further satisfy Colton.
“You wanna get off?” Isaac asked, running his tongue up the hard shaft of Colton’s cock.
“Yes, please.” Colton’s teeth chattered.
“Then take it.” Isaac took Colton’s cock back into his mouth and moved his hands up Colton’s firm stomach, chest, shoulders—all so he could reach Colton’s hands and guide them back down.
Once Colton’s hands brushed through Isaac’s hair, it only took the simplest direction from Isaac to garner action. Colton took the consent of authority and rammed his dick up and deep into the back of Isaac’s throat while holding his head firmly in place.
“Take it,” Colton demanded.
Isaac choked from the suddenness of Colton’s cock buried deep in his throat.
But he pressed his hands to Colton’s hips and steadied himself as Colton continued face fucking him.
It took more than a moment for him for his mouth to adjust. It’d been far too long since Isaac sucked another cock, stretched his jaw this wide, or felt his throat constrict from the swift thrusts of a cock pushing in and out, deeper and deeper.
Colton couldn’t contain himself for long. His breaths became wispy, his body convulsed in Isaac’s hold, and his cock throbbed.
“I’m gonna cum.” Colton went to pull back, but Isaac took in all of him, holding Colton’s cock in his throat as it pulsed, and he shot his load. “Fuuuuck.”
Isaac stroked Colton’s still hard dick and squeezed out the last drops of cum resting at the head of the cock. Isaac licked them, savoring the drops on his tongue. The taste of Colton. “We’ll definitely have to do that again.”
“Hell, yeah!” Colton lay back, basking in Isaac.
“But for now, I think I’m fucking you until you cum again and scream my name.”
“I will not be screaming anything with this many guests in the apartment.”
“Then you better bite down, baby.” Isaac sat up and grabbed Colton by the hips, spreading his legs and pulling him closer. “I am feeling quite ravenous.”
The smile on Colton’s face, the steadiness in his body, and the gentle adjustments he made to align himself to take Isaac only further enthralled the goth. Isaac couldn’t believe this was his life.