Chapter Thirty

Head from the Headless Horseman

Rafe

I was breathing fast as I slowly took a step back. Then another. When I turned for the stairs, Dan smacked my ass, which made me jump.

And made my cock jerk.

"Hurry up, kitten," he rasped.

Legs unsteady, I started walking up the stairs, trying to keep my composure and not run like a desperate fool. But when I heard Dan start bounding up them behind me, my pulse leaped. I quickened my pace, so he did too.

It almost felt like he was chasing me, which made my instincts kick in. With a breathless chuckle, I started running and almost tripped on the top step. Dan growled and crowded me from behind at the top of the stairs, then grabbed my hand and dragged me to my bedroom.

He was already kissing me as we fell onto the bed, plunging his tongue hungrily into my mouth. My heart was racing at the feel of his big body on top of me, his hips nestled between my thighs. His cock was half-hard, and I gasped into his mouth when it rubbed against mine through my boxers.

Dan huffed in amusement and rocked his hips again, dragging his length against my sac and straining dick through the thin fabric. I shuddered, clutching at his hair as my eyes rolled back. I was so unbelievably hard, it felt like I was about to blow already.

I was breathing fast when he eventually broke the kiss to sit up. He grinned down at me as he pulled the hairband off his wrist and reached up to tie his long hair into a messy bun.

I swallowed. Fuck. He'd come prepared.

"Ready, handsome?" he asked in a husky voice, curling his fingers under the waistband of my boxer briefs.

My teeth sank into my lower lip as I nodded quickly, hands fisting the comforter. I was ready. I was definitely ready.

I'd been fantasising about this for weeks now.

I lifted my hips to help him get my boxers off, and then my heart went nuts when Dan smoothed his palms up my inner thighs. One hand moved inward to stroke my balls, while the other propped him up as he leaned forward to kiss me again.

"F-fuck," I gasped against his lips, thighs spreading wider as my hips strained up. The touch was soft and light, making me want to beg for more. I needed stimulation on my dick so badly that I almost reached down to stroke myself.

Dan broke the kiss to trail his lips down my neck, licking and kissing and gently biting. I shivered when he reached my chest and swirled his tongue around a nipple. Then he continued lower, dropping kisses down my sternum and belly until I was shuddering and panting for breath, every inch of me feeling overly sensitive.

A hoarse sound escaped me when he finally, finally sank his mouth over my cock. He moaned, sucking with the perfect amount of pressure as his lips slid down until I felt his nose against my pubic mound.

"H-holy shit," I panted, lifting my head to peer down blearily. He'd taken the whole thing. I mean, my dick was pretty average in size, but he'd still just effortlessly sucked all of it into his mouth.

And now his tongue was moving against me in a way that made my thighs start to quake.

Fuck. I probably wasn't going to survive this. At least not with my dignity intact. If I wasn't weeping in thanks by the time he was done with me, it would be a miracle.

My eyes rolled back when he started bobbing his head, sucking me from root to tip again and again. His hand was still on my balls, cradling them and tugging gently. He groaned, and the vibration of it around my shaft made me shudder.

I found myself reaching down and running my palm over the arm propping him up, my fingers bumping over his bulging bicep. Fuck, he was so strong. And cut. I wanted to touch him all over. Map out every muscle in his body.

I ran my hand along his shoulder to the back of his head, curling my fingers into his hair. Dan groaned and sucked up my cock to lap at the tip, then glided his tongue back down the underside. His hand left my sac to run down my thigh as he dipped his head lower to suck one of my balls into his mouth, making me gasp and strain my hips up.

"Fuck," I panted, lifting my head to look down and watch. "D-Dan."

He groaned again, more guttural this time, then flattened his tongue to lick a long stripe all the way from my sac to the tip of my cock. My shoulders lurched up off the bed as I cried out in pleasure, clutching his hair tighter.

He plunged his mouth back over my cock and started sucking hard and fast. When his hand left my thigh, I looked down again, breathing fast, and moaned helplessly at the sight of him jerking himself off as he sucked me, his cock once again hard and leaking.

"Sh-shit." My hips started moving in tiny thrusts, which made him moan raggedly and start stroking his dick faster. My eyes were locked on it.

I was already addicted to this. To all of it.

"Fuck, I want to suck your dick again," I heard myself breathe. I felt almost drunk, so turned on I didn't have a filter anymore.

I saw Dan's brows pinch as he moaned sharply around me. In the next moment, his strong arms were sliding under my hips, and the room was spinning as I was flipped onto my front, landing on my hands and knees.

Suddenly, Dan was lying on his back underneath me, still sucking on the head of my cock. Without stopping or saying a word, he stretched out an arm to fumble for a pillow, stuffed it under his head, then grabbed my ass in both hands and jerked my hips forward until my cock was buried to the hilt in his mouth.

I cried out, my chest heaving as I looked down. Dan's hands were urging me to fuck his mouth, before one reached down to start stroking his dick again. Teeth digging hard into my lower lip, I tentatively moved my hips, shuddering when his throat tightened around my cockhead.

I'd never been in this position before, and I was feeling a little hesitant about accidentally hurting him, but Dan didn't seem worried whatsoever. His hips were rising off the bed as he fucked his own hand, and his expression was blissed out as my cock pumped into his mouth.

My eyes rolled back as a shuddery moan left me. My arms were shaking as they held me up, elbows almost buckling from the pleasure. I was barely aware of Dan shifting below me, still sucking my dick, before the mattress compressed by my side and he suddenly appeared in front of me on his knees.

Except I could still feel that mind-numbing suction around my cock.

My eyes widened as strong fingers slid through my hair, pushing it back. I slowly slid my gaze up Dan's body. There was nothing above the neck.

Because his head was still underneath me sucking my dick.

Okay, this… might end up being weirder than fucking a pumpkin head together.

My gaze snapped down to his dick when it bobbed in front of me, stiff and straining up over his flat stomach, a drop of pre-cum clinging to the head. My hips had stilled with my shock, and as I stared at his cock, breathing fast, Dan grunted impatiently around mine.

Fuck it.

I leaned in and sucked his cock into my mouth, moaning helplessly when it twitched against my tongue and I tasted his pre-cum. Dan groaned, which made my hips jerk. Then they started moving again, thrusting into his mouth as I sucked him feverishly.

Dan's body shuddered, fingers gently threading through my hair and keeping it off my face. Soon I was whimpering around his cock as I fucked his mouth, my limbs quaking wildly and struggling to keep me upright. It felt too good, and it was so fucking weird, which for some reason was turning me on even more.

Dan's hips started to thrust a little—a gentler version of what I was currently doing to him. But he timed his movements to match mine, speeding up when I did, keeping pace until I was mindless with the need to come.

Was this what he felt when he sucked himself off? It was almost like the cock in my mouth was my own. I was sucking desperately, spit dripping onto the bed, and I could feel the same tight, wet suction around my dick at the same time.

My hips stuttered as overwhelming pleasure raced up my dick and through my shaking body. I whimpered around Dan's cock, one of my hands shooting down to palm the top of his head and hold it in place, because I was fucking his mouth frantically now, unable to stop.

My vision winked out when the orgasm hit, scalp tingling and going numb. I cried out, the sound muffled around his cock, and shook wildly as my hips locked up, my dick buried down Dan's throat. He groaned raggedly and his hands tightened in my hair as he shuttled his cock over my tongue, because I was coming too hard to keep bobbing my head. When his hips jerked and his body shuddered, I whimpered deliriously and started sucking again.

Dan's throat tightened around my sensitive cockhead as he moaned loudly. His cock throbbed in my mouth, body hunching over as he cradled my head and held me steady while he pumped his cum down my throat.

I was light-headed when he finally sagged, his huge thighs quaking as he eased his cock from my mouth and sat back on his heels. The fingers in my hair were trembling as they shifted, raking through the strands in a surprisingly soothing touch.

I was panting, my whole body shaking, and my limbs were about to buckle, so I carefully pulled my sensitive cock free with a wince and collapsed onto my back beside him.

Head spinning and vision a little spotty, I threw my arm over my eyes as I lay there trying to calm my frantic breaths. I sensed Dan shifting on the bed, and a few seconds later he lay down beside me with a satisfied grunt, his arm brushing mine.

"How you doing, kitten?" he asked, voice hoarse and gravelly. I could hear the smile in it.

I lifted my heavy arm and blinked hard to clear the black spots from my vision. "Y-yeah, fine."

My neck ached, and my jaw was definitely a little sore now, but I felt fucking amazing. I'd never, ever received a blowjob like that before.

Heat crept up my throat as I turned my cheek to look at Dan. He was lying beside me, looking relaxed and worn out, with a few inches of space between his head and his neck.

Holy shit. My cum was trickling out of the neck hole below his head, dripping onto the bed.

It was probably weird how hot I found it.

"Sorry if I was too rough," I said awkwardly, recalling the way I'd fucked his mouth, frantically pounding my cock inside. I hadn't really been all that considerate by the end, too mindless from the unimaginable pleasure he'd been inflicting on me.

Dan laughed, the sound throatier than normal. "You weren't, kitten. I can take it, and I fucking love it. Not like I need to breathe." He paused. "And at this point, I genuinely can't remember if I ever even had a gag reflex."

I snorted, which made him grin. Reaching up, he attached his head to his shoulders and lifted himself onto one elbow, looming over me. His hand settled on my chest, thumb sweeping back and forth over my skin.

"Are you sure you've never done that before?" he asked me suspiciously.

"I haven't," I said with a laugh, then smirked as I stretched my weak limbs. "So it was good then."

It wasn't a question. I knew I'd done good.

Definitely worthy of at least a bronze trophy. Maybe even silver.

He flashed me a wolfish grin and leaned down to give me a slow, tongue-tangling kiss. "You made me come so hard my head nearly popped off," he murmured against my mouth.

I burst out laughing. "Your head was already off."

"I meant the first time downstairs." He was smiling as he nuzzled my cheek. "You caught me off guard, kitten. That was damn hot. You sucked my dick so good my knees almost gave out."

I flushed and shrugged, trying to look like I was totally chill about the whole thing when I really wanted to grin with pride.

I'd made Dan Ewen come so hard his knees almost gave out. And his head had nearly popped off.

Twice.

After giving me one last deep kiss with a satisfied little grunt, he sat up and tugged his hair free from its messy bun. I'd pulled half the strands loose already. His eyes were heavy and sleepy with satiation, and when I struggled upright, I realised how worn out I was too.

And now that we were… done, I didn't really know what was supposed to happen next.

"Uh… do you want some water or anything?" I asked awkwardly, scooting to the edge of the bed and standing up on trembling legs. "Before you go."

I winced when it came out curter than I'd meant it. It wasn't like I was desperate for him to go, but at the same time, I didn't really know what we'd do if he stayed. It would just be weird. We still weren't friends . We didn't hang out. Except that one time, but I hadn't exactly enjoyed myself—too hungover and tense. At least until my cock had ended up in his hand.

"Kicking me out already, handsome?" Dan asked with a chuckle as he languidly climbed off the bed. But he didn't sound remotely offended, so I just flashed him a grin as I pulled on my pyjama pants.

"Nah, I'm okay thanks, kitten," he said around a yawn, scratching his stomach. Once I'd slipped on my T-shirt, he nodded at the front of it with a tiny smile. "What's Humandatory?"

"Uh, just… a game." I flushed, a hint of tension creeping into my frame. Was he going to tease me about it? He was still Dan Ewen. "Like, this roleplaying game. My friends and I play it together," I added, a touch defensively.

He just nodded, shoving back his messy hair. "Sounds fun. Is that what you do on Monday nights?"

"Yeah." Gradually, I relaxed again.

Dan grinned at me before looking down at his naked frame, hands on his hips. My belly clenched when I followed his gaze. He was just so big. And muscular. Tanned all over. His cock was relaxed now, and my tongue pressed hard to the roof of my mouth as I eyed it.

"Left all my clothes downstairs." He chuckled.

I cleared my throat as I finally dragged my gaze away, then dryly said, "Not like you were wearing much to begin with."

He laughed and turned for the door. "Very true, kitten."

My gaze immediately dropped to his ass as I followed him out of the bedroom. Fuck, he had a nice ass. A really nice ass. All pert and round and muscular, with those faint hollows at the sides.

I kind of wanted to touch it. Squeeze it. Maybe smack it a little to see if it jiggled at all or was rock hard and didn't move an inch.

I was still staring at it when we reached the bottom of the stairs. Dan sauntered over to the pile of his clothes by the front door, stretching with another yawn. When he bent over to grab his sweatpants, I saw his balls hanging between his thighs and the shadowy dip between his ass cheeks. My cock twitched in my pyjama pants.

"You heading to work at the normal time tomorrow?" he asked casually as he pulled his sweatpants up his legs then reached for his cropped tee.

"Uh… yeah," I answered vacantly, because I was still thinking about his ass.

He grinned at me when his head emerged from the neck of his shirt. "Wanna go in together?" Then he paused and made a face. "Actually, maybe not. We'll get the line-up tomorrow and I reckon Hogbody will work us extra hard because we called him out on his sexist name-calling last week. I'll probably end up staying late."

"Sounds like it'll be fun." I smiled wryly, ignoring the disappointment making my gut sink. Then I found myself blurting, "You could come over when you get back." Heat rushed to my cheeks, so I aimed for a casual shrug. "I mean, if you want. I don't have plans, so… we could…"

He slowly smiled as I suppressed my cringe. Was I being too eager? Did he think I was, like… interested in him or something? Because I wasn't. I just wanted to get my dick sucked again. Come so hard I almost blacked out. It wasn't any deeper than that. I wasn't interested in Dan.

A flare of guilt crept into my gut as soon as I thought it, and I fidgeted anxiously as he sauntered closer. This whole casual, no-strings, no-relationship thing was going to be an adjustment. I wasn't used to it. But that was exactly what it was, so I didn't need to feel guilty. He wasn't interested in me like that either.

"I was about to suggest the same thing," he murmured when he reached me, sliding his fingers through my hair and cupping the back of my head. He dipped down to take my mouth, pressing his tongue unhurriedly inside. The kiss was slow and languid but somehow still utterly filthy, and I was panting by the end of it.

He dropped a final kiss on my cheek, this one friendlier and more playful, then stepped back to turn for the door. "Maybe see you at work tomorrow, handsome. But I'll definitely see you tomorrow night."

"Y-yeah." I trailed after him, still a little dazed.

He collected his shoes and socks, then opened the front door and grinned back at me over his shoulder. "Night, neighbour."

My mouth twitched, and I shot him a wry smile back as I held the door open. "Night."