Page 14 of Unexpectedly You (Boston Boys Bozok #1)

I close the door even though I’m alone. I don’t know why, it just feels weird to leave it open while I jerk off. Marble moseys over to her cat bed and lies down.

Sitting on my bed I open the laptop and go to OnlyFans. I pull up the account of one of the married couples I follow. They have uploaded a few new videos since I was last on here, and they all look promising.

I undress down to my boxer briefs and then sit at the head of the bed with the laptop on my lap and click the play button.

I’ve been half hard all fucking night so it doesn’t take long for me to get fully hard as I watch the couple lying in bed next to each other.

They start off partially clothed, in just their underwear, facing each other, sharing gentle caresses and soft kisses.

But it’s the way they’re looking at each other that really gets me going.

You can tell they share a connection on a deeper level, that they genuinely care for and love each other.

I’m stroking through my briefs as they start to make out, and I moan when they begin to undress each other, and precum slides down my shaft.

My breathing picks up and goosebumps erupt over my skin as the woman tilts her head back and exposes her neck, letting her man kiss and suck, while at the same time unhooking her bra.

My cock jerks and I start to stroke myself harder as her gorgeous breasts are bared, her bra being tossed aside.

Then the man is sucking on her tits and I reach into my underwear now, a groan leaving me as I come in contact with my bare length.

The gorgeous woman lies on her back and the man works his way down her body, kissing, licking and sucking on her skin, drawing gasps and whimpers out of her and me in turn.

When he gets to her pelvis he breathes her in, before grabbing her panties and sliding them off, letting them join her bra on the floor.

They’re both so turned on, if the way they’re breathing and the erection the man is sporting is anything to go by, but they’re still looking at each other like they’re the most beautiful thing the other has ever seen.

Fuck, I want that so bad. When my thoughts go straight to Bentley I shove them aside and focus on the sexy couple in front of me.

They’re both naked now, and the man spreads the woman’s thighs, before he goes down on her, licking and sucking her pussy, making the most debauched noises as he does, like he’s never had his mouth on anything so delicious.

She arches her back and moans like a fucking whore as he devours her, and her body starts to shake.

The man pauses briefly and raises his head. “Touch your tits, baby,” he instructs. “I want you to come just like this.”

She moans and does as she’s told, and I’m yanking my underwear down around my thighs, stroking myself, so damn hard. Yes, fuck, this is what I needed. So good.

The woman cries out not much later, her body shaking with the man’s tongue still eating her out, and he growls. Then he’s shoving his bare cock inside her and thrusting hard and fast. God, this is so damn hot.

I’m about two seconds from blowing my load when Bentley’s face appears in my mind again and my hole spasms. Holy shit. When I come, it’s so hard and I shout so loud, I hope he didn’t hear me across the hall.

Fuck. It almost worked. I look down at my spent cock and the load of cum on my belly and chest. Then slowly move my fingers to my hole.

I’ve never even played with it with my fingers before, but it was clearly into what I was doing and I’ve never had any reaction down there when I jerked off with someone’s face or body in my mind.

But thinking about Bentley made it perk up.

I touch the pucker, run my finger over it a couple of times and shiver at the sensation.

Jesus, why is the idea of having something inside me so appealing all of a sudden?

I move the laptop aside and rest my head back on my pillow, my arm behind it as I stare up at the ceiling.

Okay, well, that didn’t work as well as I’d hoped, because if anything I think I’m just thinking about Bentley more. What it might feel like to have him on top of me, his heavy weight pressing me down, those strong arms around me, and his dick, fuck, his dick buried inside me.

My hole spasms again and I groan in frustration.

Goddamn it.

Goddamn him.

When I wake up the next morning I shower and eat some breakfast, then feed Marble, before texting Bentley and seeing if he’s okay with me coming over.

I add that Marble will be coming too. When his reply comes in I smile before I even know what it says, and I swear I must have the dopiest grin on my face.

Cowboy: ready when you are

Me: on my way

Cowboy: just come in, no need to knock

Why is my grin getting bigger? Stop it, Alex. Pull yourself together.

I groan as I tuck my phone in my pocket. Then I look down at my dick tucked away in my jeans, and give it a stern talking to.

“You behave yourself,” I tell it. “I know he’s gorgeous, and super sweet, and cooks like a God, and makes me laugh, and his fucking feet smell like heaven which should totally be illegal, but he’s just a friend and you need to remember that. Don’t embarrass us.”

With that settled I grab my cat even as she fights me, letting me know she doesn’t like being manhandled.

Well, not by anyone but Bentley anyway. He could pick her up when she’s in the middle of eating, or napping, and she’d happily oblige.

“Look here, you primadonna, I would give my left nut to be you right now and let that Thor look alike get his hands on me, so you hush, okay? You can handle me carrying you for five seconds. I just need five seconds of kitty cuddles before you leave me for him.”

She meows but settles in my arms, and we make our way across the hall.