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I hurried into my room, tossing the key card and my wallet onto the bed. The small table in the center of the room had been cleared of its previous adornment of a small decorative vase and a silk bouquet, and a dozen white candles in varying sizes and shapes now covered it.

I pulled my phone out and started an eight-minute timer to keep myself on track, then scooped up most of the candles as well as the small Bic lighter before diving into the bathroom.

I dumped the candles on the counter and opened the tap for the bathtub as hot as it would go. I made quick work of swishing some water around the bottom and sides of the tub to clear away any dirt before engaging the plug and letting the basin begin to fill.

I placed the candles all around the tub basin, a few taller ones on the counter, and began lighting them one by one.

I cursed as the metal on the pocket-sized lighter became hot enough to burn me after lighting several of them. I tossed the lighter aside and grabbed one of the taller candles I’d already lit and used it to finish the rest of them. Work smarter, not harder. That was something my Dad used to say.

I jogged back into the main area, shedding my coat and pulling the sweater I was wearing over my head as I moved. I unbuttoned my pants and hooked my thumbs inside my briefs, taking both layers off at once. I threw open the empty closet and threw the clothes inside.

You should not be naked until it’s… time.

I grabbed my duffel bag and pulled out a pair of gray sweatpants and the box of condoms I’d purchased. After my unfortunate encounter with cheap condoms at the bathhouse, I’d done some research and realized that they made condoms specifically for… larger men. I couldn't imagine it would make me like it any more than I had previously, but I at least hoped it wouldn’t feel like I was being castrated the entire time.

You fuck whores with condoms, not your soulmate. There should be nothing between you when your bodies combine.

“Alex and I haven't talked about it yet, and I need to get tested after… the incident,”

I told the empty room.

My heart was beating like a jackrabbit, and I was running around the room like a mad man with no direction. I glanced over at my phone. Three minutes and 27 seconds.

“Fuck!”

Idiot…

I threw the decorative pillows off the side of the bed, folded down the comforter to the foot, and turned the sheets down, ready for Alex to climb into.

I arranged the remainder of the candles on the nightstands and the small table before jogging back into the bathroom to grab the lighter and squirt some of the bubble bath into the stream of hot water. The tub was nearly filled.

You’re supposed to put that shit in before the tub is full. Now the water is just cloudy.

I pulled the drain and allowed some of the water to flow out to keep from overflowing the tub as I let more water flow to activate the bubbles.

I grabbed the lighter and ran back into the main room to light the remaining candles.

Less than one minute…

I snatched the bottle of massage oil and unlocked my side of our adjoining doors. I hit the light switch and pulled the curtains closed, blocking out the sunlight, before slipping back into the bathroom and closing the door behind me. Any second now, Alex would make his way through the door into my room and crawl into my bed.

My bed!

I took a few deep breaths, willing my nerves to calm enough to hold the blow-dryer. I heard the adjoining door open and then softly close as I mashed the buttons on the hairdryer, trying to get it to start. Hot air finally began to whirl out of the nozzle, and I held the bottle of oil up against it, turning it every so often to evenly warm the shimmery liquid inside.

“Okay,”

I whispered, turning the oil around in my hands again.

“It’s going to be nice and slow.

We’re gonna start with a massage, and then I’m going to work him open slowly with my fingers, just like we practiced.

Then we’ll make love until Alex comes, and then it will be over. Nice and easy. The whole point is to make Alex feel good.”

I wiped the sweat pooling above my brow with the back of my arm and turned the dryer off. Taking a few last moments to stare at my reflection.

“It all comes down to this moment. This is everything that you have worked for.”

It all comes down to this moment.

I knocked lightly on the inside of the bathroom door, as a masseur would, waiting for approval before entering.

Alex’s voice was soft as it hit my ear from the other side, “C-come in.”

I turned the handle and opened the door, my breath hitching as I took in the sight before me.

Alex was lying back on the pillows, the sheets draped ever so delicately across his waist.

He was bare chested, and I had a pretty good feeling he wasn’t wearing anything under that sheet.

The soft flicker from the candle wicks burnished sections of his skin with warm light.

I took my time, committing every inch of skin I could see to memory.

All those nights I had stared at him through windows.

All the pictures I’d worshiped.

All the times I’d watched from afar.

He would be mine after this.

Mine forever. Making love with him would be the consummation of every dream I’d nursed for the last several years. Had any occasion in my life ever been so momentous? So fraught with anticipation?

As I entered the room more fully, Alex bit his lower lip as he raked his eyes over my body. I stood up a little straighter to give him a good view.

Every push-up, every squat, every carb counted, every drop of sweat I had put into this body is for you, Alex. It’s always been for you.

The thin sheet across his waist did little to hide the growing bulge underneath, I even got to see it twitch and tent the sheet as I took a step closer. Seeing Alex get so turned on while looking at me was going to make my pants sticky.

Alex’s gaze bore into me, his lust-blown pupils making his large eyes look almost black in the flickering light. His eyes dropped to the bulge against my thigh, unabashedly staring as his tongue darted out and swiped across his lips.

Jesus fucking Christ. The boy could make Pat Robertson lust after him. All that sinful milky skin, that flat tummy… the trail of hair running from his belly button. The lines of his throat curving around his pronounced Adam’s apple just waiting to be bitten into…

After I’d preened for him for a moment, I made my way up from the foot of the bed and carefully picked up the sheet on either side of his waist while looking away. “Can you turn over, please?”

He nodded and turned over as I held the cover up. Once he was situated, I laid the sheet back down across his waistline and climbed onto the bed. I swung one leg over Alex’s lithe frame and rested my weight on either knee to straddle him.

Alex crossed his arms on the pillow and used them to rest his head on. He opened one eye and peeked back over his shoulder at me as I popped the cap on the massage oil. When I caught his eye, he closed it tight, as if he’d been caught peeping or something.

If he gets any more adorable, you’re gonna have to start renting billboards to plaster his face across.

I leaned over, covering his body gently with mine, the skin-to-skin contact intoxicating. “This is going to be a little warm,”

I whispered in his ear, before leaving a small kiss just behind his lobe. I felt the shiver run through him, and my dick twitched against his lower back.

I sat back up, missing the warmth of his skin against mine almost immediately.

I put a small drop of the massage oil on my wrist to check the temperature.

With the packaging, it was hard to tell how hot the liquid was inside, and I didn’t want to burn him.

The oil was warm and silky, no burn, so I tipped the bottle just above Alex’s shoulder blades and made a drizzle of slick down the length of his back before setting the bottle aside.

I put my hands out flat and ran them slowly down both sides of his back, and across his shoulders, to evenly distribute the oil.

His silky skin mixed with the warm oil was like velvet and I took my time running my hands up and down the length of his core.

I let my hands move like a wave as the oil ran down to his sides and across his rib cage.

He let out the smallest, dreamiest little sigh.

I carefully began to apply more pressure as I began to knead the muscles in his shoulders.

I could feel the tension leaving Alex’s body beneath me as he allowed himself to sink further into the mattress.

I gave the left shoulder the same attention I had given the right, before moving on to his neck and the back of his head—anything to get my fingers into that hair of his.

I let my palm rest on Alex’s occipital bone and fanned my fingers to massage his skull, up behind his ears and across to the pressure points at his temples.

I watched as Alex’s mouth went slack, and he let out a little moan.

Enough messing around! You’re setting a dangerous precedent.

He’ll expect this every time!

“He’ll deserve it, every time,”

I whispered.

“Hmm?”

Alex asked, opening his eyes and looking back at me.

I cleared my throat. “Pressure okay?”

Alex nodded and closed his eyes once more.

I moved my hands back down to his back and brought my thumbs together to work on a knot underneath his shoulder blade. He sighed softly as I worked the knot out before moving to his lower back. I could do this until the end of time.

I leaned over and sucked Alex’s earlobe into my mouth, and nipped at it with my teeth. “I’m going to uncover you now,”

I breathed through my teeth, keeping his ear between them.

He sucked in a sharp breath and nodded.

I climbed off him and stood at the side of the bed. I picked up the sheet with a shaky hand and tossed it aside, getting an up-close and personal view of Alex’s exquisite shape. The curve of his delicate hips. The mounds of his ass flowing into tight thighs and calves.

I could see his sac resting on the sheet between his legs, and it took every fiber of my being not to lean over and suck it into my mouth.

I picked up the bottle of oil and delighted in watching the skin on Alex’s legs prickle as I drizzled warm oil across them. I distributed the fresh oil in long, fluid strokes up and down his legs over his ass. I pushed my thumbs into the muscle of each buttock, working them back and forth before moving down the backs of his legs.

Then, I picked up his foot. Alex had the sexiest feet on the planet. I wanted to suck his toes into my mouth, but resigned myself to massaging the balls of his feet and then his heels. Followed by his toes.

His toes!

I’m pretty sure I spent longer massaging his feet than I had any other part of him, but the soft sighs and stifled moans escaping him told me he wasn’t complaining. My cock was weeping down my thigh, thick streaks of pre-cum, and I was so fucking hard I could have used it to install a maple syrup tap.

My breath was a shallow pant, and I hadn’t stopped sweating since Alex walked into the room.

You about done fucking around, bud?

I pried my hands away from his silky skin and walked into the bathroom. I grabbed a clean hand towel off the rack and quickly heated it up under the hot tap.

You’ve got, like, 30 seconds…

I wrung the excess water into the basin and made my way back over to the side of the bed. I wiped Alex down, removing the topmost slick of massage oil, before tossing the towel aside. His skin gleamed with moisture in the candlelight. I could have devoured him. Ate him up like Holy Communion. My canine teeth ached for the feeling of his flesh.

I slid my sweats down to the floor, allowing my aching cock to spring free and jet straight out ahead of me as a small bead welling up around my slit broke free and dripped to the carpeted floor below in one long string.

Showtime.

I hit the bed again, straddling Alex. Engulfing his smaller frame with mine, my mouth found his pulse-point and started to suck on it. I sunk my teeth into the soft flesh behind his ear and he cried out, craning his head back as he gasped.

You’re hurting him!

I ground my throbbing cock down against the split of his ass and lower back as I pulled his arm up higher over his head to bury my face in his armpit. I inhaled through my nose as deeply as I could before biting into his flesh to get his hair between my teeth.

I sucked my way down Alex’s spine before sinking my teeth into the mound of his ass. He raised his head up off the pillow and cried out, long and loud.

“You like it when I bite you, Alex?

“Ye-yes,”

he panted.

“Good boy.”

I bit down hard on his other ass cheek, and he squealed before bucking his hips to dry-hump the mattress beneath him, desperate for friction.

I laughed, low and throaty around the mouthful of his ass, refusing to let go as he hollered again and rutted against the mattress. I unclenched my jaw and licked the flat of my tongue across the deep indent of my teeth sunk down into the already-bruising flesh.

I used my hands to spread Alex’s legs open and grabbed the other pillow. I slid my arm under his belly and lifted him off the mattress as I stuffed the pillow under his hips.

I put a hand on each cheek and slowly spread them apart.

“Oh, fuck. Look at that hole, Alex. Look how fucking beautiful you are.”

As I spoke, Alex puckered his entrance. I watched as the tight muscle contracted in on itself.

Gateway to Heaven…

I stuck my tongue out as far as it would go before burying my face in his crack. I shook my head back and forth as my tongue lapped circles around his pucker. I opened my eyes and looked over his body as he started to moan. I straightened my tongue out and pushed hard against the center. Alex shuddered and started bucking back against my face.

I pulled my mouth off of him long enough to say, “Tell me to fuck you with my tongue, Alex.”

“F-fuck me with your t-t…”

I encompassed his hole with my lips and held him in place with my arm as I straightened out my tongue and pushed it inside of him.

“A-a-ah!”

Alex cried. God, he was so loud and uninhibited. I moved my neck back and forth, slipping my tongue past the tight ring of muscle over and over again. There was no sweeter taste on earth. Alex had begun to sweat, a silky sheen covering his entire body. The scent, along with how he tasted, was intoxicating.

I fucked Alex with my tongue until my jaw began to cramp up, and I pulled back. Alex collapsed down into a panting heap, and he looked back over his shoulder at me, his eyes half-lidded.

I reached up and presented my first and middle fingers to him. “Coat them well.”

He parted his lips and sucked the two fingers into his mouth, swiping his tongue all around them.

“Good boy,”

I praised him.

He sucked on my fingers with vigor, bobbing his neck as if he were giving head.

My beautiful, filthy boy…

I pulled them out of his mouth with a sloppy plop, a gob of extra spit spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Not being completely convinced saliva would be enough, I popped the bottle of oil open and coated several fingers and my thumb.

I split his cheeks with the other hand and rubbed small circles over his hole with the pad of my wet thumb. I watched Alex’s eyes roll back into his head before I applied pressure and sunk my thumb into him.

Alex siged and nuzzled the side of his face against the pillow.

“You like that, baby boy?”

Alex moaned in response as I pulled my thumb out and then pushed it back in again, twisting my wrist back-and-forth and then side-to-side to stretch him open.

Despite his incredible eagerness, he was still so fucking tight.

Fear of hurting him was crowding out my arousal, which felt like a looming black void.

A thrill of panic shook my spine, reminding me that I had precious little experience in pleasing someone else.

Was I good enough? I was hard, horny, and intimidated.

I forced a deep breath through my lungs, which felt like they had shrunk by at least 50 percent.

Focus on Alex. He’s responsive and eager. You can please him. You know how. Stop second-guessing yourself.

I pulled my thumb out as Alex looked back at me, panting like a dog.

I shoved my index and middle finger into Alex. Over his shoulder, his eyes widened as I pushed the digits all the way in. He stared back at me with his eyes half-closed, his mouth open and quick busts of breath coming in and out of his lungs. His face was completely flushed, and his brown curls stuck slick against his forehead. He was beautiful.

“Oh, you are a good boy, Alex.”

It’s like the words were dragged up from my lungs. I couldn’t stop them if I wanted to.

“Fucking look at you.”

I flexed my fingers apart in a scissoring motion inside of him as I worked my arm back-and-forth. I could feel him getting looser, and his moans were growing deeper. Once my fingers pushed in and out of him with ease, I bent my wrist and curled them around inside him.

Alex’s legs twitched. “There it is…”

he gritted out.

Having found what I was looking for, I draped my forearm down across Alex’s lower back and pressed him down into the mattress to hold him in place. I began pushing my fingers in and out of him at a brutal pace, slamming into the soft, spongy spot over and over.

Alex’s breaths were coming with audible gasps as my arm worked overtime.

“Gabe!”

Alex cried, lifting his head up off the pillow and looking back over his shoulder at me.

“Mmm?”

“I’m gonna... Oh!”

I pulled my fingers out of him quickly, and he whimpered, collapsing down onto the mattress as his chest rose and fell.

So you can make Alex come on your fingers… noted.

“Can’t have that. Not yet, anyway, my beautiful boy.”

Alex was completely falling apart, laid out in front of me. Not shy, not bashful. He never tried to hide his face. Just pure, uninhibited lust. Completely giving himself over and letting me bring him to the brink of release.

I slid my hand under his thigh and flipped him over onto his back. He let out a small squeak, surprised by his sudden change in position. He stared up at me and, as we locked eyes, the entire world fell away for the breadth of a second. His cheeks were bright red, as was his chest, and he seemed incapable of fully opening his eyes. His breaths were throaty and hot coming out of his mouth. After a moment he smiled, adjusted himself on the pillow, and spread his legs.

He’s giving himself to you…

I tore the condom open and my cock jumped as I watched Alex lift his head up to watch, getting a good look at me for the first time. His eyes widened for an instant. Had I not been studying him so closely, I’d have missed it.

He’s nervous. You have almost TWO of Tom’s dick all rolled into one. Another obvious difference—you can make him come.

I grabbed the lube and squeezed a very generous amount on to my now-sheathed dick, using my hand to distribute it evenly.

I pushed Alex’s legs up, and he folded them into his chest. I held my arm across the back of his thighs to hold his legs in place as I lined myself up and pushed into him.

As my tip breached, Alex’s eyes shot open, and he gasped, reaching his hand out to grasp onto my bicep. “Oh, f-fuck,”

Alex gritted out before squeezing his eyes closed and tossing his head to the side. I pulled back a little before pushing deeper inside, and his fingernails dug into my flesh.

Make me bleed…

“It’ll only hurt for a second, baby. Once I get in, I know exactly where to go.”

“O-oh, oh, Gabe.”

I leaned down and kissed the length of his jawline. His heat encompassed more and more of me as I pushed inch-by-inch.

When I bottomed out, his eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he cursed under his breath.

“I love it when you say my name.”

I pulled halfway out of him, shifted my hips, and pushed back into him. Alex moaned, losing his death-grip on my arm. Immediately, I missed the sharp edges of his nails scoring my flesh and hoped he had left marks to remember it by. But it did tell me we were starting to move past pain and were barrelling towards pleasure.

I pulled out and pushed back in, taking a second to find a pace Alex responded to. After a few longer pumps, I picked up speed and made them shorter, faster thrusts, only pushing half my length into him each time. Alex bit into his lip, trying to stifle his loud noises.

“Oh yeah? That’s it, right? That’s what feels good?”

“Ah… pl-”

I threw my head back and laughed as he started clawing at me again with his hands and mumbling incoherently.

I leaned over him and quickened my pace, trying to maintain the same depth. I was so close to gone, it was a wonder I was even still conscious. I grabbed a fistful of Alex’s hair and yanked his head back to suck on his throat as thick heat grew inside my core. I continued to thrust into him, using the taste of his sweat-drenched skin to ground myself.

“Oh, Alex,”

I moaned against his skin before loosening my grip on his hair and licking into his open mouth. I sucked his lower lip into my mouth and trapped it between my teeth. He whimpered. That was all I needed to send me over the edge. My orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks and was like nothing I had ever felt before. I pumped shot after shot into the condom buried inside of Alex. I could feel every heartbreak, every failure, every disappointment I’d ever faced leaving my body as if I’d been miraculously healed.

Divine intervention…

It took me a good minute to recover, and for my breath to even out enough to move without getting dizzy. I slowly pulled out of Alex, and he whimpered as his hole constricted. I let go of his legs and scooted down to bury my face into his crotch and swallow down his entire dick.

“Oh, my god,”

he breathed, his hands coming to the back of my head. I sucked him in quick, complete passes, taking him into my throat and then all the way back out to swirl my tongue around his slit.

“I’m gonna come,”

he moaned in warning.

I reached my other hand underneath him and shoved my thumb into his ass as I swallowed him to the root again. His cried grew louder and louder as he bucked his hips, face-fucking me with his prick and then slamming himself down onto my thumb. I didn’t move, just kept my suction around him tight and let him use my mouth and hand at his own pace.

His movement became erratic, and he tightened his grip on the back of my head to fuck his release deep into my throat as he wailed. Alex came down my throat for a full 20 seconds, pump after pump of thick spunk coating my tonsils. I gargled around his tip, trying to keep as much of it in my mouth as I could without spilling and swallowed the rest. When Alex started to tremble and I was getting nothing more from his slit, I pulled my thumb out of his ass and slowly sucked my lips off the tip of his cock to keep his release from spilling out of my mouth.

It tasted so fucking good. I knew it. I knew it, knew it, knew it.

Once my mouth and hands were completely detached from him, Alex’s body went instantly limp on the mattress. His eyes were closed, and his breathing was returning to normal, but he had the biggest smile on his face that I’d ever seen him wear. He always looked so… uncomfortable after he and Tom would have sex. And, every time I had seen it happen, Alex had finished himself off after Tom had gotten what he wanted.

Sometimes he didn’t even bother to do that…

I pushed what I had left of him in my mouth through my teeth with my tongue to keep the taste as long as possible. I got up off the bed, pulled the condom off, and tossed it in the bin before walking back over to the side of the bed.

I bent down, scooped one arm under his shoulders, and one under his knees, and lifted him off the bed.

He giggled softly and looped his arm around my neck. “Where are we going?”

“You said you wanted to take a bath with me,”

I said softly before pressing my lips to his temple.

He let out a small gasp of surprise when I opened the bathroom door and the candle-lit tub came into view.

“How are your legs? Are you okay to stand for a second?”

He nodded, and I brushed my lips against his before slowly lowering his legs down til he had his feet under him. I held on to him until I was positive his shaky legs would hold him. I turned and quickly grabbed the two bottles of water on the counter, setting them by the tub before running my hand across the foamy water.

“It’s still hot.”

I smiled at him and held out my hand to help him step over the side and lower himself down into the warm, soapy water. Once he was safely deposited into the tub, I climbed in and propped my back against the side and held my arms out for him. He scooted over to me, nuzzling his nose into the humid space between my neck and shoulder. Feeling his lips curl into a smile against my skin was possibly the best thing I’ve felt.

“Did you like that, Alex?”

Without hesitation, he began to nod. “Yes.”

I was happy he had his eyes closed and couldn’t see the shit-eating grin plastered on my face.

“Was there anything you did not like, or something you would prefer I didn’t do in our future lovemaking?”

He didn’t answer so quickly this time, keeping me on a razor-thin edge of momentary panic and self loathing.

“It was wonderful,”

he purred, as if he was already half-asleep.

Told you…

I chuckled in relief. “It’s, uh, really cool to hear you say that. Thank you.”

He softly shook his head, brushing his silky hair against my skin. “No… thank you.”

I reached over and grabbed a clean wash cloth off the shelf, careful not to disturb Alex’s position too much. I dunked the cloth into the warm water and, using my free hand, began moving it across his shoulders, arms and down the front and side of his chest—what I could reach of it, anyway. I moved the cloth down lower, beneath the waterline, and wiped all around his now flaccid crotch and then down between his legs.

His eyes peeled open for a split second, and he blushed as I slipped the cloth into his crack and gently, very gently, wiped his hole, cleaning any excess lube away.

Once I was done bathing him, I set the cloth aside and leaned back, allowing Alex to cuddle against me until the water went cold.