Chapter 23

23

Our costumes were beyond repair. By the time we climbed down the fire escape and squeezed into my living room window, they were little more than suggestions of clothes. I tossed my cape onto the coffee table and plopped down on the couch.

“This has been one of those nights.”

Dustin sat down next to me, his arm wrapped around me. I scooched about until my head rested on his shoulder. “Getting kidnapped wasn’t exactly my goal. At least we got our powers back. So… yay?”

How did Zaster kidnap Dustin? “What happened?”

“Don’t be mad.” When Janet said that to Arthur, it meant she had done something foolish. “When you told me Zaster knew your identity, I went looking for him at Synergy. I was going to have a talk with him. Apparently, he just finished his invention. Lucky me.”

“You went there for me?” The tips of his fingers brushed against my chest. Turning into the crook of his elbow, I kissed his arm. “I don’t know what to say.”

“I wanted to keep you safe.” Dustin let out a snort. “Look how that turned out. But…” His voice trailed off. He kissed the top of my head. “It looks like you’re my hero.”

I didn’t have words to reply. Pulling his arm tighter, I leaned into it. I needed more than cuddling. Spinning about, I straddled Dustin’s lap before squeezing him against my chest. His head tipped back, and I swept in for a kiss, craving the softness of those lips and the coarseness of his beard. With neither of us in clothes, I tried to pinpoint every spot our skin connected. No matter how hard I tried, my focus returned to those lips.

When I leaned back, I couldn’t hold back a grin. “Would sex make you feel better?”

“Absolutely. I have to repay the man who saved me.” He raised an eyebrow. “Can we try something from my list?”

He had a list, too? I’d have to get mine from the nightstand so we could compare. Dustin didn’t wait for a response as he gripped my hips and clamored to his feet. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he worked toward the bedroom. When we reached the doorway, he bumped and squeezed until we pushed through.

He dropped me on the bed, and before I could drop my legs, he pulled my underwear off. “Who knew super strength would come in this handy?”

Dustin turned on the lamp on the nightstand, and as he walked back, the bulge in his briefs continued growing. When he hooked his fingers in the waistband, I licked my lips. With every article of clothing he shed, he grew sexier until it’d be impossible for me to avoid an erection. Nearly being defeated by a mad scientist? That became ancient history.

He stopped at the side of the bed and motioned with his finger for me to turn around. I spun about. My head hung off the edge, but still not close enough for my tongue to touch his cock. I didn’t care what happened next, but I wanted to touch him… taste him.

Dustin liked to tease. He dangled his cock just out of reach. When I lifted my head off the bed, he took a step forward, my tongue making contact with his balls. The sweat from heroing mixed with a dash of soap, and I wanted to breathe it in until it was all I could smell.

At this height, his balls rested on my chin. I couldn’t see what I was doing as I licked back and forth in the darkness between his thighs. When I held one ball in my mouth, running the flat of my tongue over it, Dustin gasped. His cock jerked upward as I let go and moved to the other. I repeated it, taking a second in between to run my tongue along the spot just under his balls.

“Ready for more?”

“Yethpease.”

Dustin leaned forward, his hands wrapped around my wrists, pinning them. I didn’t resist, angling my head as I prepared to swallow his cock. Dustin’s cock slid into my mouth, and I could taste the precum. He eased his way in until my lips pressed against his groin. Running my tongue in circles, he held still, letting out a low moan. Just when my body jerked, craving air, he pulled out.

“Fuck,” he moaned. I barely had time to breathe before he slid in again, this time rutting in and out. He let go of my right wrist and wrapped his fingers around my cock. It was my turn to moan while he fucked my face. My brain couldn’t decide which it liked more, him shoving his cock in or him jerking me.

He kept going, his thrusts becoming more forceful. The growl in his chest reached his lips, and I could feel the vibrations traveling along the shaft of my cock. Throwing himself upright, he backed away, his breathing shallow.

“I’m close,” he said, as if that were a problem. I licked my lips, hoping he’d shove back in and let me taste his load.

“Not how I want to come.”

He stood over me with a smile. “Few more things on the list for tonight.” When he shot me a wink, my cock jumped. I didn’t know what he had in mind, but he wouldn’t hear me say no. I wanted to try everything with Dustin… with my boyfriend.

“Spin around.”

I didn’t ask questions as I hovered off the bed and spun about. Not having to hide my powers made it even more exciting. He caught my legs and, with a hand on my stomach, pushed me into the comforter. When he grinned, the tip of his tongue poked out. I would let him do anything with and to me.

Pushing my legs against my chest, he dropped to a knee. I wanted to feel the warmth of his mouth around my cock. He pushed more, raising my ass off the bed. I lifted my head, curious what he had in store when?—

“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.” His tongue ran along my hole, and it felt as if electricity shot along my spine. When he did it a second time, I bit my lip, stifling a moan. I didn’t want him to stop. Ever. I wanted him licking my hole at every opportunity.

“Don’t stop,” I begged.

He didn’t. Every few licks, he continued until he reached my balls. I could feel his breath making the spit cool. When he paused, I was about to beg for more when I heard him humming. No… felt him humming. The vibrations traveled from my hole to my balls. My hand shot forward, ready to come.

He caught my wrist. “Not yet, mister.”

Dustin gave my hole a few more slobbery licks. When he rose to his feet, the smirk had vanished, replaced by something reminding me of a wild animal. He let my legs press against his chest. Kissing my ankles, he stepped closer, and I could feel the length of his cock sliding up the crack of my ass until it poked at my testicles.

“Wyatt Supreme,” he whispered, “can I fuck you?”

I nodded with vigor. If it meant he kept playing with my ass and touching my hole, I’d have said yes to any request. “Please,” I whimpered. Instead, he rocked his hips, coming close, but not quite working his cock into me. It felt amazing, but I wanted my boyfriend inside me.

I’d beg.

Dustin angled his hips, and I felt the pressure of his cock push against my hole. My eyes shot open as the head slid inside. “Just relax,” he whispered. He stopped moving, taking time to run the stubble of his beard along my calves. I swore his cock had grown twice its normal size. Did he have shape-shifting abilities?

“Ready for more?” I gave a slow nod as the comforter gathered under my fingers. His hips slowly moved forward. I swore I could feel every vein as he worked inside me. When my fingers tightened on the blanket, he paused. His eyes were closed, lips parted as he waited.

Dustin wasn’t nearly as long and only half my girth. I had no idea how he had taken my cock so quickly. Did it get easier with time? After a few attempts, would he be bending me over and slamming his cock in me with a single swift stroke? Why did that get me even more excited?

With a final push, his groin pressed against my ass. I couldn’t tell where my moans ended and his began. His cock stretched my hole to its limit, and yet I wanted more. When he pulled out, I gripped the bed, trying to keep him inside. When he changed directions, a content sigh escaped my lips.

His pace ramped up, his cock moving like a slow, steady piston. Every time he filled my ass, I could feel a pulse of precum leak and gather in my foreskin. I didn’t want him to stop… not ever. I understood why he had worked so hard to get my cock inside of him.

“Fuck, you feel good,” he muttered. His words were barely audible. As his pace increased, his balls slapped against my ass. When he leaned forward, my ass lifted, and he hit something inside my body that made the tingling start in my testicles. I wanted to jerk it, but I didn’t dare move as Dustin continued rubbing my happy spot.

He pushed me back on the bed, climbing onto his knees while not missing a beat. He switched between short jabs and long strokes, and I wanted them all. The tingling spread, and the orgasm was going to happen without me stroking my cock.

“I’m getting close,” I whimpered.

Dustin pushed my thighs open and leaned forward, his belly brushing against my cock. His tempo increased, and there was no way I’d be able to hold back. With each thrust, his stomach pulled at my foreskin. The growl came out like a roar, my toes curling as the orgasm forced its way up and down my body.

“I’m coming,” he bellowed. Even as the electricity moved along my skin, I could feel his cock thicken. My fingers tore into the comforter as my moans turned to grunts. With a final slam of his balls against my ass, his body turned rigid. His groans, laced with power, hit my chest enough to tickle.

Dustin didn’t move, except for the throbbing in my ass. When I stopped to think about my boyfriend flooding my ass with cum, my cock jumped. He leaned forward, his belly smeared in cum as he held the sides of my head. While we kissed, his cock slipped out of my ass. I know it’d take him some time to recharge, but I wanted to go again now.

He fell to my side, scooting about the bed until his head hit the pillows. My hips ached in the best possible way as I lowered my legs. I moved about until he threw a leg over my lower half. I’d never grow tired of my boyfriend insisting on body contact.

“Does this make me a bottom?”

Dustin chuckled at the question. “I hope not. You’re fucking me next time.”

“Good.”

“Let’s go with versatile,” he said.

“Deal.”

He kissed my cheek. I poked at a slick streak along his belly. When that didn’t get a response, I moved into the tickle zone. His body stiffened as he reached for my wrist. His laughter felt like the missing piece of a puzzle I had tried completing for years. He didn’t make me feel more human, but he fulfilled a need to belong. I wanted him to be my sidekick with and without the mask.

“You know, I’ve been thinking about what your father said.”

His head rested on my shoulder while his finger traced circles in the middle of my chest. I had spent years repeating my father’s final message, desperate to realize what he meant. Had Dustin figured it out?

“Your greatest weakness will be… what?” I asked.

“Your greatest weakness will be the size of your heart.”

His palm lay flat on my chest, tapping in rhythm with my pulse. I spent the last decade worried my father’s words were the key to my demise. What if they weren’t? What if Dustin had the right idea? Could they be the source of my power?

“I like that.”

I rolled over, and Dustin wrapped his body around mine. Pulling his arm in place along my waist, I reached for the lamp on the nightstand. My hand hovered over the nightlight, ready to turn on Pointy. I hesitated before reaching behind me and resting a hand on Dustin’s thigh.

“No Pointy?” he asked.

“Not tonight.”

Bravery. One step at a time.