Chapter 20

CHAPTER TWENTY

brENDON

Dinner with my parents and Carter's mom was amazing, but I'm really looking forward to being alone with my man.

I didn't lie to him earlier when I told him it would be damn near impossible not to think about being balls deep inside of him even though we were with our parents. I had to work at pulling my thoughts from the gutter all evening. It was seriously a form of torture, and all I can think about now is getting home as fast as humanly possible so I can make my dirty fantasies come true.

The air in my car is filled with sexual tension as I drive us home. We are well aware of what's about to happen once we get behind closed doors. It's taking all my effort not to push the pedal to the metal, but the last thing we need is to get pulled over. That would only delay what we are both craving.

I'm already rock hard, and we aren't even touching. Carter has been very diligent in keeping his hands on his lap, and I've kept mine firmly on the steering wheel. It's like we both know that if we start anything, we won't be able to stop, and as much as I'd love to pull over and fuck my man on the side of the road, it's too risky. Neither of us want our coming out story to happen because we got arrested for public indecency.

It feels like forever by the time I pull into our parking lot when it's probably only been about twenty minutes. But minutes are like hours when you're this horny.

When I put the car in park, I turn to look at Brendon, whose chestnut eyes are filled with desire. "I need you in my bed. Now," I tell him in a husky voice.

Carter licks his lips, and his pupils dilate a bit more as he nods. "Let's see if you can keep up," he tells me before bolting toward our apartment building.

I chase after him, my legs pushing me as fast as they can go, but C always has been faster, and no matter how hard I try, he stays just a hair ahead of me. When we get inside the apartment building, he moves to his left to take the stairs and I follow right behind him. The faster we can get to our place, the better. Thankfully, he slows his pace, deciding not to run the three flights up. We're both in fantastic shape, but I need to conserve a bit of my energy for what I have in mind.

Once we finally get to our apartment we are both panting from our sprinting, and I try to let us in as fast as possible which turns out to be a struggle with shaky fingers. Thankfully though I do manage to open the door eventually, dragging Carter inside and smashing my lips to his as I kick it shut.

We cling to each other as we kiss frantically like it has been years since we've last touched each other when in reality it's only been a couple of hours.

"This doesn't look like your bed," Carter teases when we come up for air.

"Couldn't wait any longer," I inform him before kissing him again.

Our hands roam over each other's bodies as we make out. Our tongues dance together, and I push Carter against the wall, thrusting my hips into him so he knows just how hard I am for him.

"I want you inside me," Carter begs when we break the second time.

"Well, I'm not fucking you in the living room, so let's go to my room," I tell him, grabbing his hand and pulling him down the hall.

"Get naked, then get on the bed," I command once we are inside, and I close the door behind me.

"I didn't think I was one to be turned on by demands," Carter tells me, licking his lips. "But fuck is that hot." He doesn't say anything more before obeying my orders, striping bare, and climbing to kneel on the bed.

"Mmm, I'm glad you like it." I practically purr out, all dark and seductive. "Do you want me to continue to boss you around tonight?" I let my sentence hang in the air, waiting for his decision.

Carter nods frantically. "I don't know why, but I feel like I need it. I need you to take me. Pleeeease Brendon!"

My heart leaps, and I can feel my pulse speed up and throb in my neck. Apparently, I need it too.

"Fuuuuck, baby, that is the sexiest thing anyone has ever said to me, and it means more than I have words for, coming from you."

I meet his eyes and am floored by what I see there. His emotions are fully on display. He's wide open to me, and I'm humbled. I can see his lust and desire clear as day, but also the more enduring and powerful ones: yearning, inner strength, vulnerability, and love—so much love that it radiates from him and lights up my insides. I know, without a doubt, that I'm showing him the same things back.

The energy between us is almost palpable. It's thick and heady. We both know, regardless of the dynamics we play with tonight, that this —this night, means so much more to both of us.

Holding his gaze, I rid myself of my clothes — slowly, teasing him as I go. Once I'm fully naked, I reach down and run my hand up the underside of my shaft which is so hard it's pointing straight up and is flat against my abs. I wedge my thumb between, encircling myself in my hand and grasping tight so I can push my cock down and away from my body. Fuck, I've never been this hard before.

I give myself a few slow strokes and watch as Carter's eyes follow my hand. He licks his lips and leaves his mouth hanging slightly open, completely unaware.

"Do you want my cock, Carter?" The words rolling out of me in that same voice that's all fire and need.

His attention snaps back to being on my face, though I can see how hard it is for him not to look down at my body again.

"Ya… yes. I want it," comes rushing out on a breath.

"Good. Now tell me where you want it. Tell me exactly what you want me to do with my hard cock." I growl. I'm so fucking turned on, not just by our game but by how Carter responds and how he looks at me.

"Fuck, I'm so damn desperate for you, baby. I want you to fuck my ass. I need to feel you inside me, filling me so full. Take me, claim me, make me yours… please!"

"Mmm, Good. I will… because you are. You… are… mine! All mine! Just like I am yours."

I move to my dresser and pull out the supplies I'd bought the other day.

When I first brought up the topic of anal sex, I wasn't sure what Carter was going to prefer, but I was open to trying anything he wanted. So when he told me he wanted to bottom, I started doing research. The last thing I would ever want to do is hurt my best friend.

Carter watches me as I drop the bottle of lube onto the bed, along with a condom. His eyes roam all over my naked body as I move. I stay standing beside the bed and allow myself to take in his perfect, toned body. His cock is as hard as mine and rests against his lower abs, precum dripping from the tip like it always does. I fucking love how much he leaks. His body shows just how turned on he is.

Reaching down with two fingers, I swipe them up his length, gathering up as much as I can.

"Open," I command, and he obeys right away.

I pop my fingers into his hot little mouth and am pleased when he immediately closes his lips around them and sucks. I feel his tongue sliding around and lapping up every drop. Yanking my fingers out, I roughly grab the back of his neck and slam my mouth against his. My tongue dives in and hunts for every last drop of him I can find.

I pull my mouth away just as fast. "Get down on your elbows and suck me." In a flash, my man has dropped down on the bed and has taken me deep into his mouth.

A low guttural groan is torn from between my lips as he bobs and sucks, taking me all the way to the back of his throat over and over.

"That feels so good, baby. Mmm. I needed a little something to tide me over before I work on stretching your tight little hole open so it can take my fat cock in it." My words cause Carter to momentarily suck harder as he moans, and a visible shiver runs through his body.

The added suction and watching his response brings me far too close to the edge, and I refuse to cum until I'm pounding hard and balls deep inside my man. I step back, hearing a little pop as I pull out of his mouth.

"Get on all fours, baby," I instruct, climbing onto the bed behind him once he's in position.

I pick up the bottle of lube and pour a decent amount onto my fingers, rubbing it around to warm it up a little bit. Once my digits are thoroughly coated, I run them between Carter's cheeks, directly over his pucker.

A shaky breath escapes his pouty lips, and he wiggles a little as I circle my index finger over his entrance.

"Breathe for me, baby, and push out," I instruct as I slowly push inside him.

"God!" he cries out in a euphoric tone that brings a smile to my lips.

"How does that feel?" I check as I keep sliding into him.

"Good, but like not enough either," he tells me.

I swirl my finger inside his tight channel before starting to press in a second one.

"Yesss," he moans out, clearly loving this.

I don't think there is anything hotter than seeing Carter like this. His skin is warm with desire. His head bowed forward as he pants and moans, enjoying the way my fingers are stretching him.

I'm trying to take my time with Carter since I don't want to hurt him, but apparently he is impatient because he pushes back, forcing my fingers to slide all the way in.

My cock throbs as C lets out the neediest mewl I've ever heard. It's fucking music to my ears and will be the soundtrack to our night. I can't wait to hear just how loud he gets. We don't have to worry about our roommate tonight. I want to pull a damn symphony of sound from my man.

"Fuck, baby, do you have any idea just how much your noises turn me on?" I ask him as I spread my fingers apart, stretching his tight hole.

"Ungh," is the only thing he manages to say, and I can't help but smile.

Carter is normally good with words so the fact that I've already made him speechless gives me this heady feeling. I love that I can turn his brain to mush. I want to give him so much pleasure that he forgets how to use words at all. I want him just to feel… feel sensations… feel emotions… to feel me… to feel us, as we join together.

We've barely started, but I already know how easy it's going to be to become addicted to my best friend. I mean, I already struggle to keep my hands off of him. Now that we're crossing this bridge, I know there's no going back for me.

Like I said before, Carter is mine, and I am his.

Forever.