Page 37 of Unexpectedly You (Boston Boys Bozok #1)

He nods. “We’ll resume the rimming later then.” I nod and he swipes his finger through the pool of precum on my belly, using it to coat his fingers. “I’m gonna prep you with your own juice, baby.”

He moves his fingers down to my hole and spreads the precum around it, using his fingers to circle my pucker.

It flutters in anticipation, begging for him.

Then he’s pressing against it and I gasp.

“Does that feel good?” he asks, and I nod, unable to speak.

He presses a bit more, and his finger slides inside, making me moan as it fills me.

I’m leaking obscene amounts of precum now, just from one of his fingers inside me and I’m instantly aching for more. More of him, always, more of him.

“Please?” I breathe, and he hums before a second slicked up finger slides inside me. God, yes, that's good. I arch my hips up, chasing his fingers as they move, stretching me, spreading me, filling me, my head thrown back and my eyes closed as I moan loudly. “Fuck, yes.”

“Jesus, baby, you’re so fucking sexy,” Alex rumbles, before I feel myself stretching even wider and a burn that makes me gasp in pain as much as pleasure.

“Fuck me,” I practically growl. “I want your cock inside me right fucking now.”

“Yes, sir,” he says, and slides his fingers out.

I nearly whimper at the loss, thrusting my hips and spreading wider even as he slides the condom on and gathers more of my precum, using it as lube to slick up his cock.

“I’m coming, beautiful,” he says, and it only makes me whimper again and more precum ooze out of my cock.

He slathers more of my precum around my hole, and then positions himself at my entrance, before taking a breath and pushing inside.

It burns, but it also feels so damn good I feel tears filling my eyes.

Fuck, having a dildo shoved up my ass and imagining it being Alex is nothing compared to the real thing, and I’m fucking overwhelmed that he’s mine.

“Shit, should I stop?” he says, starting to pull back, but I grab his arms and shake my head.

“No, don’t. I’m fine. I just….” I breathe in and let it out. “You feel really good and I can’t believe you’re finally where I want you. Finally where you belong.”

He grins and leans down to kiss me. “I’m all yours, baby. And you’re all mine.”

I nod. “Keep going.”

He pushes in a bit farther. Alex isn’t as thick or as long as me, but he’s stretching me so wide I feel like he’s splitting me in two.

I have even more respect for him taking my dick as well as he did, now that I know what it feels like.

I take another breath and let it out as he pushes in a little more.

“You still okay?” he asks, and I nod.

“Don’t stop.”

He doesn’t, and a moment later he’s fully sheathed inside me, both of us breathing heavily, our skin slick with sweat, our bodies flush and entwined as close as they can possibly be. He rests his forehead to mine even as his body trembles.

“You feel really good,” he rasps, hands planted on either side of me. “Fuck, you’re so damn tight. Love being inside you.”

I look up at him and pull him down for a kiss, soft and slow, before I move my hips, encouraging him to do the same.

He pulls back a bit before pushing forward again, then pulls back even farther, before pushing forward a second time, starting a slow and easy rhythm, my body welcoming the intrusion.

“Fuck, that’s good,” I groan, our foreheads still pressed together, eyes closed as he nudges my prostate with each slow thrust, our breath mingling between us. “Love your cock, darling.”

Alex groans in response. “God, I don’t want it to end. You’re choking my cock so good, baby.”

“Faster,” I beg. “Wanna feel you so deep.”

“Put your legs over my shoulders,” he instructs, and I do, groaning at how deep the new position lets him go.

“Fuck, yeah, that’s it, beautiful. God, you look so good like this.” He thrusts deeper, harder, watching as his dick slides into me again and again before his gaze meets mine. “Kiss me, cowboy.”

I bring his face down to mine and slot our lips together, kissing him and letting him do the rest of the work.

I’m whimpering as he fucks me so good I can’t stop the noises flying from me mouth, my whines and whimpers fueling him and making him move even faster, harder until I feel my balls drawing up and I’m clamping down on his cock as my dick pulses load after load of my release onto my chest and abdomen, my moans of pleasure stifled by his mouth on mine.

Seconds later he’s crying out my name as his dick unloads inside me, and my body spasms at the sensation.

“Holy fuck,” he pants, collapsing on top of me. “That was fucking incredible, cowboy.”

My body is still coming down from the high of my orgasm as I wrap my arms around him, holding him close, my spunk sticky between us.

He lifts himself a moment later and lowers his mouth to my dick, lapping up my release hungrily, his dick twitching inside me as he does. Shit. He’s practically salivating over it,

He swallows down a load before going back for the spunk all over my chest and stomach. He swallows it down before licking his lips, and looking at me with a dopey grin on his face like he’s drunk off the taste. “Shower time,” he says, before slowly pulling out of me.

“In a second,” I say, my body heavy. “I need to regain function of my legs first.”

He grins. “Was bottoming everything you dreamed?”

“Even better.” I take him in my arms again and I’m about to doze off when he runs a finger down my chest, making me jerk. “That tickles.”

He chuckles. “Come on, handsome, shower time, then breakfast. We can go back to sleep after that if you want.”

I groan and slowly climb out of bed, following him to the bathroom.

We step into the shower and let the warm water cascade over us as we kiss lazily. I groan when I feel Alex’s half hard cock against mine.

“You up for trying docking?” he asks, gripping my hips. God, I didn’t think I could possibly go another round after the way he wrung me out only minutes ago, but my dick is perking up again already.

I nod and kiss him, making me a little harder still. “Who goes first?” I ask, pulling away and looking down at our nearly hard cocks nestled together. God, even that is enough to make my dick twitch.

“I can,” he says. “We’ll see if we can do this right. Might be harder than it sounds.”

He grips his foreskin, and then tells me to pull mine back.

I do, and then we line up our cocks, and he stretches his foreskin open and outward, encasing my head and shaft as much as he can.

We both gasp at the sensation of being encased together, our dicks joining so perfectly. “Now you,” he says, breathlessly.

“Fuck.” I copy his motions, releasing my foreskin and pulling the opening down and over his as much as possible.

Holy fuck this is incredible. The combination of our precum leaking out all over our cocks, and being wrapped up so damn tight causes a suctioning effect that makes me weak in the knees.

I stumble forward, pushing Alex back, but manage to keep our dicks together, moaning as he starts to stroke us.

Holy shit, I’m not gonna last long at all.

“God, that’s good,” Alex moans, echoing my thoughts. “I’m gonna come pretty damn fast, baby.”

“Me, too,” I rasp, my hands up on either side of his head as he jacks us, our bodies trembling.

“Shit, baby, you’re so fucking wet, all that precum is making this even better.”

I groan as pleasure mounts, so intense I have no hope of staving it off. “Alex,” I gasp. “Fuck, I’m coming, baby.”

We howl our releases together, crying out each other’s names, our encased cocks spasming and pulsing, our cum building up inside our makeshift cage until it’s overflowing, leaking out, and our foreskin is slowly sliding back and away from each other.

Fuck, that was intense.

“God I definitely need a nap now,” Alex says, and I nod. “And some breakfast.”

“Me, too.”

“Docking gets five gold, very huge stars,” he says, and I chuckle, before kissing his cheek and then running my fingers through the spunk on both our bodies and bringing it to his lips.

“Open up, darling, I've got your breakfast right here.”

He grins and I slide my fingers in his mouth, letting him lick them clean, before we wash ourselves and then slide into clean underwear. Alex now has a fair amount of his things at my place since he spends most of his nights here.

Marble meows at us as we dress and then prances into the kitchen where she hops up on the counter.

“Nuh uh,” I say, grabbing her and putting her back on the floor. She meows again, clearly not happy with me. “You eat on the floor, missy,” I tell her.

We make bacon and eggs for breakfast, and once our tummies are satisfied, and Marble has had her breakfast, we crawl back under the sheets and snuggle up together.

Alex is shifting around a lot and groaning in the non sexy way that tells me he’s uncomfortable.

“What’s wrong?” I ask.

“My back is hurting. I think between the long ass shifts at the bar and worrying about my brother, I’m just more tense than usual.”

“I could give you a massage,” I say, trying not to sound too excited about the idea.

I’ve wanted Alex to be the recipient of one of my massages for a while now, and the last time I offered he turned me down.

At the time I thought it was because he didn’t want me touching him that way, but now I’m realizing it was for the opposite reason. He wanted me touching him too much.

“Yeah?” he says, his eyes lighting up. “That would be amazing.”

I sit up. “Roll onto your stomach.”

He does as he’s told and I reach into the nightstand and grab the bottle of massage oil I keep there, then straddle his hips. “Where does it hurt?”

“Everywhere,” he says, and I laugh.

“Okay, everywhere it is.” I get a small amount of the massage oil on my hands and slather it over his upper back and shoulders, hearing him moan as I do.

Then I start working on his shoulders, sliding my hands down his back and back up to his shoulders several times, stopping at the swell of his ass when I reach the bottom, before focusing on just the left side, using a medium amount of pressure and allowing him to relax into it, before I switch to using my forearms along with my hands, and applying a bit more pressure. He moans and it makes me smile.

“Fuck I should have let you do this to me a long time ago,” he mumbles, his eyes closed.

“I tried,” I remind him.

“I know. I was so fucking horny for you I couldn’t let you touch me without getting a hard on.”

I grin wider as I keep working. I move down to his low back, and he instantly jerks and lets out a hiss when I hit a tender spot. “Mmmm, you’ve got a trigger point here,” I tell him. “Breathe in and try to relax while I loosen it.”

He does, though he’s still a bit tense, and I decide to ease up on the pressure, which seems to help.

“Ooh, that’s good,” he murmurs. “You can go a little harder again.”

I do, and the knot in his back loosens gradually, making him sigh. I can’t describe how happy it makes me to take care of him this way.

By the time I’m finished and moving his underwear down just enough to press a soft kiss to his ass, he’s boneless, and I swear he’s asleep until I hear, “You kiss all your clients on the ass?”

I chuckle. “Just the cute ones.”

He huffs. “I better be the only cute one.”

“You are,” I promise, pressing another kiss to his shoulder. “Sleep. I’ll be right back.”

I move into the bathroom to wash myself off, and then climb back under the covers, scooting close to share Alex’s pillow since Marble has managed to confiscate mine.

“Bentley?” Alex says, startling me .

“I thought you fell asleep.”

“Sing to me,” he says. “I haven’t heard you sing since Peyton’s party and you’re so sexy when you sing, so sing me to sleep.”

I chuckle and pull him close, his head resting on my chest and my finger sliding up and down his back. “As you wish, darling,” I say. I start singing one of Gram’s favorite songs, “Hallelujah” by Leonard Cohen, and Alex is snoring softly moments later.