Chapter Fourteen

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Spencer

“Ijust wantto know what it’s like to be with someone who makes me feel good on the inside. If you expect me to believe you on what you want and how you feel, then you should believe me too.”

How in the hell did I say no to that logic? To his honesty. Not that I wanted to. My dick had probably never been so hard. I wanted Corbin. I’d always wanted Corbin, but doing right by him was just as important.

To do that, however, I also had to trust him. I didn’t have all the answers. He didn’t have all the answers. We had to have faith in each other. Still, I said, “We do this my way.”

“As long as there’s no cock cages involved.” He winked.

“Why do I feel like there’s a story there?”

“Because you know me.”

I did. “Did you have dinner?”

He frowned. “Weird time to ask. Are we having sex with food?”

I chuckled. “Answer the question.”

“No.”

“Okay, we’re going to go to my bed, where I’m going to show you how much I want you, and you’re going to let me. And then I’m going to feed you, and you’re going to let me do that too. And when we’re done, I’m going to hold you all night because all parts of you intrigue me, and while we might have started this cuddle thing for you, it gives me something too.”

Corbin smiled, all straight teeth, a big toothpaste-commercial smile. I didn’t understand how he could come off as so confident and over-the-top when really, he was lost. He didn’t see all the incredible things about himself, instead only focusing on what was on the outside.

“Let’s get to it.” He jumped off my lap, grabbed my hand, and pulled me to my feet.

“Excited, are you?” I joked as we made our way to my room.

“I really love sex. I think I’ve said that before.”

“So, it’s just sex? Not because it’s with me?” I knew what he’d said earlier, and I believed him, but I could also tell that Corbin was trying to straddle the line of keeping this fun and light while being honest and real, so I wanted to do the same.

“It’s you,” he said. “I’ve basically wanted to kiss you for about seventeen years?”

I laughed. “Let’s not go overboard. You probably wanted to kiss someone that night, and I was the one who leaned in. I’m sure you forgot me over the years.”

“I’m sure you forgot me too until you saw me again, but we’re here now, and that has to mean something.”

Yeah, yeah it did. I wasn’t the kind of guy who usually believed in shit like that, but that was before Corbin came back into my life. Everything changed then.

“Are you gonna start showing me how much you want me now?” he asked, making my dick throb.

“Yes, I am.” I stepped closer, pulled Corbin into my arms, and damned if I didn’t feel him relax into me. I took his mouth again, slipped my tongue inside. He tasted like mint and something I didn’t know how to describe other than sunshine.

He kissed me back hungrily, arms around me, then grabbed my ass. He’d seen me in my underwear, of course, and as comfortable as I was in my body, I couldn’t help wondering if he would still be as attracted to me when I was naked. If his insecurities in his own body would come out in how he responded to mine. So far, the hard length of his erection indicated that wouldn’t be a problem, but you never knew. It had happened before. I wasn’t proud of it, but I also couldn’t help remembering how he’d responded when the guys in college had seen me try to kiss him.

“Let’s get you out of these clothes,” I said when I pulled away, and he grinned.

“I’m a fan of that idea.”

Chuckling, I pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor.

He kept his chest shaved, not a hair in sight. His nipples were small and pink, begging for my tongue. He was fucking gorgeous, but I couldn’t help imagining him with just a little more meat on his bones, if for no other reason than to know he wasn’t stressing over what he ate every day.

I bit at his lip while brushing my thumbs over his nipples. Corbin sucked in a breath, then whimpered like the small contact was already making him lose his mind.

“You like that?” I asked.

“Yes…I like it when you touch me. Feels different than when other people do.”

Well, shit. Hearing that made my pulse speed up and my whole body pulsate with pride. “Good.”

We kissed while I opened his pants, then let my mouth journey down his throat, his chest, kissing and licking, using my teeth on him too. When I did, he groaned. I bit his pec, just enough so he felt a slight burn, before sucking on the skin.

“Fuck yes. Don’t stop.”

“You want me to mark you up? Leave purple marks all over your pretty skin?”

“Please,” Corbin begged. Coming from him, it was the sexiest word I’d ever heard.

I licked his skin before sucking it into my mouth again. Corbin’s hand tangled in my hair, and he pulled me closer, like he loved it but it still wasn’t enough. “It looks pretty on you,” I said, touching the purple mark.

“I like it. Give me more.”

“One more, but then that’s enough for now.”

He groaned again.

“Stop pouting so I can suck your dick.”

“Um…why didn’t you lead with that?” He chuckled.

I dropped to my knees, giving him another hickey on his lower stomach as I pulled his jeans and underwear down. When they got to his feet, Corbin kicked out of them, while I leaned back, admiring him.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” I stroked his cock. He kept his pubes trimmed short, perfect like the rest of him. His balls were big, heavy with his load, dick long and thick, flushed red.

“My cock?”

“All of you, but especially what’s inside.” I lapped at his balls. “Here, of course…but also how sweet you are…how funny. The way you love your friends. You care about people, oftentimes more than you do yourself, so I’m gonna put Corbin first and teach you how to do it too.”

Before he could respond, I took the head of his erection into my mouth. Corbin’s fingers sank into my hair again, holding tight.

“Yes. Me first. All the time. As long as you keep doing that.”

I pulled off him, using my hand instead. “You first. All the time.”

“You stopped sucking,” he whined.

“Because I want to make sure you know you deserve to be put first. Tell me you deserve it.”

“I deserve it,” he rushed out. “Now suck my dick.”

“Nope. I don’t believe you. You have to make me believe you if you want my mouth again.”

“Goddamn it, Spencer.”

I kissed his nuts, ran my tongue from the base of his shaft to the tip. “Tell me. Make me believe you think it’s true.”

He hesitated, eyes angled down toward me. “You make me feel like I deserve it.”

Hearing that made my heart swell so big, it scrunched up my lungs and made it hard to breathe. “That’s a good start. Lie on the bed.”

“Fucking finally.”

I rolled my eyes at his impatience, but Christ he was fun too.

Corbin jumped on my bed playfully, all kid at heart. He bounced his way over, then lay down, head on the pillows, naked and beautiful and all fucking mine…at least for now. While we were dating, I got him all to myself.

“Are you going to get naked for me?” Corbin stroked his cock.

Instead of answering, I pulled my T-shirt off, then paused, hoping it would all be okay.

“Pants next. Just take your underwear with them. I want to see your dick.”

“Bossy, aren’t you?”

“I just know what I want,” Corbin replied, and since I wanted to be naked too, I did what he said. Seconds later I was standing at the side of my bed, not wearing a stitch of clothing.

My dick wasn’t quite as long as his, but it was thicker, my balls a little bigger too. Again, my stomach was soft and rounder where his was tight and flat. My thighs were thicker, my chest broader.

Would he still want me? Would he walk away?

“Fuck. I need to taste you.” He leaned toward the edge of the bed, but I shook my head, while breathing out a sigh of relief.

“No. Not tonight.”

“What? That’s not fair.”

“Tonight I’m showing you how much I want you, remember?” I plucked the lube and a condom from the drawer, setting them on the nightstand.

When I was settled on the bed with him, kneeling between his legs, I started at his feet, lifting one leg and kissing the top of his foot. There was a small bruise on his toe where he’d stubbed it earlier. I kissed that, then his foot, then calf, nuzzling behind his knee before making my way up.

“Jesus…”

“Does it feel good? Just to be savored this way?” I asked, then burrowed my face beneath his balls, breathing in his musky scent and kissing him there too.

“Yes…God yes…” When I sat up, he asked, “Where are you going?”

“I’m not fucking you until I feel like you understand how much I want you.”

“I get it!” Corbin nearly shouted.

“Not yet.” I chuckled, then gave the left side of his body the same treatment as I’d done the right—starting at his foot, kissing and licking my way up. This time when I was at his inner thigh, I sucked it the way I’d done his chest, marking him there too. Corbin writhed beneath me, moaning and begging for more.

My dick was painful, I was so hard. This was torturing me as much as it was him, but I wanted to make sure Corbin knew this wasn’t just about getting off. That it was about him and how special he was. Not that I thought I was something special or could change his way of thinking, but I wanted him to feel my desire for him.

When I settled between his thighs, I said, “Show me your hole.”

Immediately Corbin drew his legs back, making his cheeks part and giving me my first glimpse of his pink ring. “It’s so pretty. I can’t wait to stretch it out with my cock.”

“Yes…that…now, please.”

“Mm, you’re a hungry little bottom, aren’t you?”

“Normally I’m vers. I don’t know why I want you to fuck me so bad. It’s all I can think about.”

“Good thing both of us want it.” I licked his crease, then worked my tongue between his cheeks. Corbin pulled his legs back more. He tasted slightly musky, which I fucking loved. It was all sex and desire, this tornado of pleasure that swept me away. I ate him like he was my last meal, urged on by Corbin’s fist in my hair and every hungry, needy sound he made.

His ass was tight on my finger when I pushed it inside, and I sucked his balls while working him open.

“More…please, Spencer. Give me more.”

My fucking pleasure.“Lube,” I said, easing my finger out and replacing it with my tongue. I fucked him with that as he tossed the bottle my way.

“Fuck me.”

“Mmm. I like Needy Corbin who knows just how much I want him. You do, don’t you? Can you feel it in the way I eat your hole? In how I kiss you and mark you? I would devour you if I could.”

“That. Yes. Do that.”

After slicking up my fingers, I worked two inside him. The grip was so fucking tight. I was dying to feel him around my cock.

I kissed him—thighs, balls, cock, stomach—everywhere I could reach. I wanted Corbin to feel me everywhere, to feel cherished and sexy and like I couldn’t get enough of him.

Because I couldn’t.

I bent my fingers, searching for his prostate. When I rubbed it, Corbin nearly lurched off the bed.

“Fuck. Don’t do that. You’ll make me come. I want you inside me before I do that. I’m ready for you. Take me now.”

I’d hoped to make this last longer, but I didn’t have it in me to deny him anymore. His hole closed slightly when I slipped my fingers out. I ripped open the condom wrapper and rolled it down my erection. Once I was slicked up, I lifted Corbin’s legs over my shoulders.

His ice-blue gaze was firmly on me, his pretty cock leaking on his stomach.

“Do you know how much I want you?” I asked.

“Yes, fuck yes.”

“What does it feel like?”

He paused like the question surprised him and he wasn’t sure how to answer. “Like…like quiet,” he said, those words making my thoughts spin. Was he telling me I kept those negative voices out of his head? If so, I’d do this every day for my whole fucking life.

“That’s good?” I had to make sure I was understanding him right.

“It’s everything.”

The words had hardly left his mouth before I thrust into him. Corbin’s back arched off the bed, legs squeezing my neck. He’d said I felt like everything, but I thought that was him. He was so tight, body so hot, hugging my cock.

“Look how well you’re taking me. I think my CB was made for my dick.” I couldn’t lie, the nickname still felt weird on my tongue, but I knew Corbin liked it, and that made me want to use it. I would search for every way I could to find moments of happiness for him, to gather them together and sprinkle him with them so he continuously felt good.

My balls were already high and tight, begging for release, but I’d die before I allowed myself to come before Corbin.

“Yes…God yes. Fuck me.” Corbin wrapped a hand around his shaft, jerking himself off. His body shook each time I pumped into him, his eyes still not venturing away from me. Did he like what he saw?

“I want you looking at me when you come. Don’t turn away.”

“I won’t. Come here. Need your mouth.” His legs fell off me when I leaned down and kissed him, tongue fucking his mouth along with my dick in his hole. There had been a strange connection to him from the start, but it intensified in this moment, like every meeting between us had been leading up to it. I didn’t understand it and thought maybe I was losing it for even thinking that way, but he was The Charmer, wasn’t he? Corbin had certainly charmed me.

His body tensed below me, and I could tell his orgasm was building. I leaned back so we could look at each other. He kept stroking, and I kept fucking. “Come for me, Corb. Let me feel your perfect ass spasm around my cock so I can give you my load too.”

Those seemed to be the magic words. Looking straight into my eyes, Corbin arched toward me, hole pulsing as his cock shot. Cum landed on his stomach, his neck, his chin, eyes blissed out and a small smile on his face. Something about seeing him right then made my heart stumble in my chest before it picked up again, and my own orgasm took me over. I slammed into him, my dick twitching inside him as I filled the condom.

Leaning down, I licked the cum from his skin, tasting his salty pleasure before collapsing to the bed beside him, pulling Corbin with me. My cock slipped out of him, Corbin lying on my chest, and he smiled down at me.

“I like your smile,” I admitted. “I want to keep making you do it.”

His pupils blew wide, what I said seeming to give him pause, like no one had said things like this to him, which I couldn’t make sense of. But then his lips just stretched wider, Corbin leaning down to kiss me. “That was really fucking good,” Corbin said, changing the subject back to sex again.

“You were really fucking good.”

“Sex is my specialty. My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,” he joked.

“Don’t do that. Don’t try and make it sound like that’s the only reason you’re in this bed or the only thing you’re good at. I’ll spank your little ass.”

“You say that as if I wouldn’t want you to.” He tried to pull away, but I wrapped my arms around him.

“Kiss me again. Then I’m going to take care of you.”

He nodded, didn’t speak as he took my mouth. The kiss was slow, languid, but that didn’t take away from the hunger of it. There was a whole lot more emotion there than I was expecting, but it didn’t make me want to run.

When we parted, I laid Corbin down on the mattress. “Don’t move.”

“Yes, sir.”

I rolled my eyes before heading into the bathroom. After disposing of the condom, I cleaned up, then wet a washcloth for him. I sat on the side of the bed and cleaned the sweat and spunk from his skin.

“Still don’t move,” I said, and he chuckled.

I went to the kitchen to see what I could find for us to eat. There wasn’t a lot, but I grabbed a bowl with fruit, cut some cheese, and added crackers. It would have to work.

When I got back to my room, he was exactly where I left him.

Corbin rolled his eyes. “You expect me to eat after that spectacular fucking?”

“I do, but we’ll do lots of cuddling at the same time. Naked CB time.”

“You like this whole CB thing more than you’re willing to admit.” Corbin sat up. I turned off the lights except for the lamp on the nightstand, then joined him in bed.

I bit into a strawberry, juice leaking down my fingers. “Open.”

Corbin did as I said, and I slid my finger between his lips. He sucked the juice away, and then I fed him the other bite of the strawberry.

“Tell me more about you and Marcus.”

Corbin frowned, the expression on his face changing.

Maybe I’d gotten this wrong. Maybe he had feelings for Marcus after all.