My muscles tighten, and I know I’m not going to last much longer. Not with the view I’m graced with.
“You wanna swallow my cum, Doc?” Another moan as he nods. His fist is flying up and down his cock now, and I’m desperate to see him let go. Watch him explode. “Eyes up here,” I growl, and his gaze immediately finds mine. “Look me in the fucking eyes as I come. God, your mouth feels so good. That’s it,mmm… fuck, that’s good.”
My release hits me like a hurricane, taking hold of my body as I empty myself down his throat. I cry out, unable to care about how loud I’m being. Wave after wave crashes into me as my orgasm feels never ending. I swear I even black out for a moment. William pulls off my mouth, standing up as he shoves me onto my knees. My lips part, tongue sticking out as I peer up at him. His fist is steady, working his cock over, and I know he’s near the edge. He’s falling apart, and it’s a beautiful fucking sight.
“You drive me crazy,” he growls, eyes swimming with lust as they bore into me. The tip of his cock brushes along my tongue as he strokes himself, the salty flavor of his arousal spilling onto it. It floods my senses, and I’m dying for more. For it all. “I can’t get enough of you. Even when I know I should stay away, I can’t. I don’t want to. Fuck, I’m coming.” He groans, deep and throaty, as his release coats my tongue, spurt after spurt of hot liquid flooding my mouth. Once he’s finished, he drags theunderside of his cock along the mess he made, gazing down at me with a sated look in his eyes. “Swallow.” The single word is a deep growl that sends a shiver down my spine, and I gladly oblige, drinking him down like I’ve wanted to for weeks.
William’s chest heaves as he fights to catch his breath, and after a moment, I stand up, tucking myself back into my jeans, and zipping them up. He does the same before running a hand through his now-mussed up hair. Movement catches out the window, and I notice my father pulling back into the driveway. I chuckle to myself.Perfect timing.Now that the reality of what just happened sets in, I can’t help but wonder if William meant what he said or if he was simply looking for a quick nut. The air around us turns tense, and I wonder if he feels it too. Suddenly, I’m too nervous to look at him. So, I don’t. Instead, I walk to the other side of the room, checking myself in the mirror above the dresser to make sure I look put together. We’re clearly going to have to go back downstairs in a minute, and I can’t exactly look like I just had my mind—and cock—blown.
“Colt,” William murmurs softly. “Can you look at me, please?”
Steeling my spine, I turn around and, reluctantly, meet his gaze. I expect to see regret in his expression, but I don’t. Not at all. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. If anything, the look he’s giving me is full of warmth and adoration. It takes me aback, especially when he closes the distance between us and takes my hand in his.
“Eventually, we will have to tell him,” he says, not needing to elaborate. I know whohimis. “There’s no way around it, especially because I clearly can’t stay away.”
Swallowing thickly, I nod.
“But not yet. I want to enjoy and explore whatever this is with you before he puts in his two cents. Is that okay?”
My pulse races, hearing him admit to wanting to explore this more. Hearing I’ve been on his mind as much as he’s been on mine.
“William, I’ve never once pushed you to tell my dad. All I’ve wanted is for you to let go of this notion that we shouldn’t be doing this. So, yes, that’s okay with me.”
“Hey, William?” The muffled sound of my father’s voice downstairs filters up, and we both stiffen at the same time.
“Shit,” William mutters under his breath. “What do we do?”
A flash of something passes through William’s eyes, and just like that, I’m second guessing if he’ll actually be able to go through with this. If I mean enough to him to be honest with my dad. It’s a punch to the gut.
He must see my doubt written all over my face, because his brows pinch together as he slips his hand into mine, tugging me closer. “Hey, don’t go there,” he says softly, like he can read every thought in my mind. “I mean it, I want to do this with you, and I want to tell him about us, but right now is not the right time. That doesn’t mean I don’t want this. We will tell him, I promise.”
Leaning in, William captures my lips in a sweet, gentle kiss that makes my chest squeeze and somehow makes me feel that much better.
“You go downstairs first,” I tell him. “I’ll be down in a minute.”
“How do I explain being up here?”
“Aren’t you supposed to be the smarty pants doctor here?”
He stares at me, deadpan, making me chuckle. “Colt. Be serious, please.”
“Just tell him you were using the bathroom up here because you didn’t want to blow up the main one downstairs.”
Pinching the bridge of his nose, he sighs. “Colt, I’m notgoing to tell him that. That’s ridiculous.”
“Fine.” I shrug. “Then tell him you were on your knees, gagging on his son’s cock. Because that’s definitely less ridiculous.”
“I’m leaving now,” he grumbles, rolling his eyes at me.
Before he can pull away, I tighten my grip on his hand, pulling him into me. Pressing another quick kiss against his lips, I whisper, “Thanks for the head, Doc.”
A smile forms, brightening his face, and it makes my chest tighten. “Come downstairs in a few minutes,” is all he says before he leaves.
I watch him go.Wow.That was not how I envisioned today going. Time to go have dinner with my parents while pretending my dick wasn’t just in their friend’s mouth. Should be easy enough, right?
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William Andino
