Chapter Twenty-One

Andy

My hands shook as I found the bottle of lube Leo had talked about. I wasn't sure why I was so nervous. Maybe because I didn't deserve someone as sweet and kind as him, or because this was sex. The actual act, something we had spoken about doing together for a long time. I figured that Leo had already had plenty. He was a little more curious than I was, more vocal about what he did and didn't want. But when I found out Leo was still a virgin, the desire to be selfish was too strong. And when he told me he still wanted his first to be me? Well, I just couldn't tell him no.

"I'll be gentle," I murmured.

I turned around to find Leo on his hands and knees, his round ass propped up in the air. Jesus Christ, that was a sight to behold.

He gave me a cheeky grin. "Just making it easier for you."

Leo's skin flushed pink, his erection straining toward the mattress. I had never seen anything more beautiful.

"That's considerate of you," I teased, and his cock twitched beneath him. I carefully climbed up behind him. "Look at you, Ricky. So fucking pretty."

His skin pebbled, little bumps appearing all over his body.

Leo watched me with hooded blue eyes, his top teeth buried in his bottom lip. He sighed softly when I popped open the bottle of lube, slathered it over one finger, and pressed it against his puckered hole. Leo bore down until the tip of my digit slipped inside, and we both groaned at the same time.

"Oh, just like that." His back bowed as I added a second finger, and the little mews he released encouraged me to press around inside to find that little button that drove him wild. "I'm more than ready." Leo whimpered.

I chuckled. "Just let me open you up, baby. Just a little more and then I'll slip right inside. You're so hot and tight. I can't wait to feel you strangle my cock."

"Andy." Leo pushed back against me. "Please, now."

I pressed a kiss against each butt cheek, removed my fingers, and then lay down on the bed. "Take what you need from me."

"What?" Leo's brows dipped. "I thought...Oh, you mean you want me on top." He giggled nervously.

I nodded. "Mm, that way you can have control. Go at your own pace and make yourself feel good." My breathing sped up as Leo climbed over my legs to straddle me.

"I've always wanted to do this." He placed one palm against my chest, leaned over me slightly, and wiggled the bottle of lube at me. "Let's just get you ready." Leo gently spread lube over my cock, propped himself onto his knees, and then pressed down on the head.

My eyes rolled back as I began to breach his entrance. He slid down slowly, soft moans escaping his mouth, and then I was all the way to the hilt, my thighs against Leo's backside. I was afraid to move, scared I would explode without getting to enjoy it. Or having the chance to watch the love of my life. Nothing had ever felt this good. And nothing ever would.

I placed my hands on Leo's waist. "Are you all right?"

"More than all right." He assured me and slowly began to ride me.

My body felt like it was going to explode into a million pieces. Every time Leo sank down on me, the sounds of his little whimpers pushed me closer and closer to the edge. I stared up at him before Leo leaned down to fuse our mouths together. He rocked his hips, which caused a low moan to rattle up my throat. I moved to match him, and stars exploded behind my eyes.

"Let me see," I whispered. "I want to see what I look like inside of you, Ricky. The way my dick widens your hole."

Leo leaned back and placed his hands behind him on my legs. I immediately missed his lips. "Does it look good?" He whimpered when I pegged his prostrate. "Jesus Christ, it feels fantastic."

"You take my cock so well."

"Does that mean you like it?"

I canted my hips, and Leo threw his head back. Pleasure ignited inside of me. I was doing that. I was the one giving him pleasure. I smacked his hand away when he went to touch himself.

"Not yet, Leo."

"Please." He whimpered as I gripped the back of his neck to bring our mouths back together. "It feels too good. I want to come. I need to."

I flipped him so that Leo was beneath me, his blue eyes blown wide. I kissed him again, as I began to piston in and out of him. "Touch yourself." I pushed harder, deeper, trying to crawl inside of his body.

"Fuck." Leo groaned as he wrapped a hand around his leaking cock. "I've never felt anything like this. I feel like you might split me wide open, but I want that. I want you to fuck me into next week. Make me feel you for days after we're done."

I growled. "Yeah, baby, I can totally do that. I can make you come all over yourself." I gripped his hips in my hand. "You're so perfect like this. You take me so well. Be a good boy and come for me."

"Andy!" Leo shouted just as his release sprayed all over his stomach and chest. He clenched tightly around me as he came. He whimpered as he jerked himself to completion, his climax seeming to last forever.

It pushed me over the cliff. My balls pulled tight, then I filled him with my cum. Nothing had ever felt this good before. And nothing ever would. I slumped over Leo's smaller frame, my face pressed into his neck as he combed his fingers through my sweat-infused hair. His familiar cinnamon scent filled my senses, and I choked back a sob.

"What's wrong?" Leo gasped when I pulled away. "Was it not good for you? Did I do something wrong? I mean, I might not have ridden a real cock before, but my dildos get plenty of use."

I shook my head. "It's not you."

"Don't you dare finish that sentence." He reached for my hands to lace our fingers together. "Talk to me, hon."

I grimaced. "I didn't mean it like that. You were perfect, baby. It felt amazing. I just... You deserve so much more. I'm just a fucking mess right now, and I don't want to take you down with me." I scooted my heavy body next to his, and Leo twisted onto his side to face me.

"My disaster." Leo's voice was quiet as he reached up to stroke my cheek with the back of his hand. "Mine."

I yanked him against me, wrapping my arms around his smaller frame. "Yours, always yours." I couldn't stop the tears that began to fall again, silently cursing myself for not being strong enough to fight whatever monsters were currently waging a war inside my head.

"I know, hon, let it out," Leo cooed into my ear like a forgotten melody.

Angry, loud sobs wrecked my body. I couldn't believe that I was crying again. Wasn't my body dehydrated from all the tears I shed? Where was it coming from? I shook my head, sat up, and brushed the tears from my face. Leo watched me with blue orbs that were tight with worry.

"I should talk to my dads."

"That's a good idea."

I shook my head. "About everything. I should tell them about these feelings I'm having, these thoughts about how useless I am. The drinking. God, so much drinking. And some drugs." I dragged a hand through my hair and tugged on the ends as I let that confession out. "I'm such an idiot."

"Don't." Leo was suddenly in my lap again as he moved quickly. "Andy, don't say that. You're not an idiot. You're struggling, and asking for help doesn't make you weak. It makes you strong. We all love you so fucking much and want to make sure you're safe."

I huffed out a bitter laugh. "I don't know why."

"You don't know why, what, hon?" Leo's nails scraped over my scalp, and I instantly shut my eyes. I had been so dumb to let him go.

I sighed. "Why you love me. Any of you." Fresh tears burned my eyes, and I angrily swiped them away. "I just want it all to stop. The tears, the hurting, the anger, and the worthlessness. I need you."

"You're so smart." He pressed a kiss to my nose. "Funny." Another kiss against my right cheek. "Talented." This time, Leo's lips landed on my left cheek. "Handsome." He giggled when I rolled my eyes. "You're the complete package, hon."

I cupped the back of his head. "Why don't you wear makeup anymore, Ricky? Or have your nails done? Or dress like you used to? You're beautiful, no matter what, but I know how happy it made you. To color your fingernails pink or try a new shade of eyeliner." I smiled at the memory of watching him get ready for a date. It would take him at least two hours to pick out the right outfit, make sure his makeup was perfect, and do his hair to match.

"We're not talking about me." Leo's mouth ghosted over mine.

I narrowed my eyes. "Someone said something." I rumble of anger ripped through my chest. "Who?"

Leo shook his head and climbed from my lap. I watched as he slipped his panties on, then his jeans and his sweater. "It doesn't matter."

"Like fuck it doesn't matter!" I roared. I jumped to my feet. "I'll kill them. I'll rip them limb from limb and make them regret the day they were born." My entire body shook from the adrenaline that suddenly shot through my body.

Leo pressed a warm palm against my chest, and I immediately felt calmer. I gripped his wrist, brought his hand to my mouth, and pressed a kiss against the inside. "Don't ever afraid to be yourself, baby."

A knock at the door had us both jumping apart. Leo flushed as he giggled and leaned into me, my arm wrapping around his waist. He belonged here. Tucked against me, right in this spot. I wasn't sure how I had been so stupid to let him go, but that wasn't about to happen again. I'd marry Leo tomorrow if he'd let me.

"I don't mean to eavesdrop, Andrew, but is everything okay?" Dad's strained voice carried through the wood.

I coughed loudly. "Yeah, Dad, we're fine. We're figuring out some things." I turned to look down at Leo, whose eyes were wide.

"Do you think they heard?" he mouthed, and I barked out a laugh.

"I hope that's a good thing," Dad said.

Leo beamed. "It's the best thing."