Tasted sweat. Gay sex I want to be the first to stretch that hole.I’d been hard ever since.So I knocked on his door. Firmer this time.Smack.I didn’t flinch. Quiet. “Admit it.”“I have,” I moaned. “Get on the bed.”I stood, legs weak, and climbed onto the mattress. His eyes never left mine. Then again.The door cracked open. The sound cracked through the room.Smack.Then again. My body felt ruined. Waited.He pulled his waistband down. Slow. The bed shook. My slut.” he grunted.Thrust.Thrust.His rhythm turned erratic. “But you? Waited.He pulled his waistband down. Thick. He slapped my ass raw. “This is the only lube you’re getting tonight.”I licked it again, wetter this time, letting spit gather and drizzle down the shaft.“Now spit on it.”I leaned in and spat…thick, messy…right on the tip. I want to be the first to stretch that hole.I’d been hard ever since.So I knocked on his door. Warm. The lights were low, room hot, the air laced with the smell of musk and body spray. Slow. Not slow. Already at my doorstep like a good little mutt.”My heart raced. My body felt ruined. Swallowed everything.He tapped my cheek twice. I could feel the veins throb against my tongue. My room was right across from Jace’s. And push.“Unhh..Aah. I licked him clean like
