Landon’s hands closed around Ben’s ass as he angled his hips and Ben’s eyes crossed as Landon ground against his prostate.
“Oh, fuck,” Ben whimpered. “There!” He pleaded and Landon chuckled as he rocked into Ben.
“There,” Landon agreed as his mouth covered Ben’s and he drove forward.
Ben would have sang or recited poetry if his lips hadn’t been fused with Landon’s. He’d swear he saw stars as the pleasure swelled and the heat became more intense. The tiny gland in his ass and his sack tightened as pressure pushed up his shaft. It took Ben a moment to realize the hot, wet slick that coated their stomachs was come and that it was his. It continued to pour as pleasure and pressure swirled through his groin. Then, his nerves drew tight and Ben arched in Landon’s arms and his world became bright as it exploded.
“Jesus!” Landon gasped as Ben’s passage clenched tight and spasmed around Landon’s shaft. He bucked and groaned as his release was pulled from him and he followed Ben into blind bliss. Landon’s body shuddered and he twisted in Ben’s arms, chanting his name breathlessly. He collapsed and his breath was damp and hot in the corner of Ben’s neck as Landon’s chest heaved. “Sorry,” he mumbled as he pushed off the bed. “I don’t want to crush you,” Landon murmured and Ben shook his head and clung to Landon.
“Stay.” He held tight, still mesmerized by the perfection of Landon’s body locked with his.
“Ok,” Landon sighed as he buried his face in the corner of Ben’s neck again and slid his hands between Ben’s back and the bed. Their chests pushed against each other and Ben let the heaviness take over as his eyelids fell.
It could have been several minutes or hours when Ben’s eyes opened. Landon was asleep in his arms. At some point he had pulled out but their bodies were still intertwined. Instead of confusion or regret all Ben felt was joy. And desire. He bit his lip as he tried to decide what he wanted more as his hands skated up Landon’s back. He hummed drowsily and Ben felt warm lips slide against his shoulder.
“Do you need me to move?” Landon asked and Ben nodded as his lips found Landon’s ear.
“I need you to move exactly like you did last time,” he whispered and Landon’s head rose and he stared down at Ben in shock.
“You sure?” He asked and Ben grinned.
“I think we need to do it again, I’m not completely convinced.”
Chapter 12
Can a smell be addictive? Ben wondered as he rubbed his nose in Landon’s hair. The alarm on Ben’s phone buzzed and he cursed silently as he swiped his phone off the bedside table. He couldn’t snooze again, as a rule, he was only allowed two. He shut off the alarm and took one last deep breath, savoring Landon’s scent and warmth before he had to get up. Ben shifted his shoulders and hips and Landon grumbled incoherently before rolling away. Ben dropped a light kiss on his shoulder and smiled as a soft hum drifted from Landon then Ben carefully slid from the bed.
Despite the fact that it was the sixth morning in a row that he’d woken up in Landon’s bed, Ben still couldn’t believe all of it was real. They had settled into an easy rhythm, everything felt so natural and comfortable. Ben would have laughed if someone told him a few weeks earlier that he’d have a corner in someone else’s closet for his clothes and all of his toiletries in someone else’s bathroom after a few days. Yet there he was, pulling a pair of his jeans and one of his shirts out of Landon’s closet. He shook his head as he went onto the bathroom and started the shower. Somehow, it all made sense, Ben decided as he brushed his teeth and waited for the water to heat. He didn’t think he’d ever get over the smell of Landon’s shampoo and sighed happily as he took a long whiff before reaching for his face wash.
“You’re up early.” It was a drowsy mumble and Ben smiled as he rinsed his face before turning to
“Oh, fuck,” Ben whimpered. “There!” He pleaded and Landon chuckled as he rocked into Ben.
“There,” Landon agreed as his mouth covered Ben’s and he drove forward.
Ben would have sang or recited poetry if his lips hadn’t been fused with Landon’s. He’d swear he saw stars as the pleasure swelled and the heat became more intense. The tiny gland in his ass and his sack tightened as pressure pushed up his shaft. It took Ben a moment to realize the hot, wet slick that coated their stomachs was come and that it was his. It continued to pour as pleasure and pressure swirled through his groin. Then, his nerves drew tight and Ben arched in Landon’s arms and his world became bright as it exploded.
“Jesus!” Landon gasped as Ben’s passage clenched tight and spasmed around Landon’s shaft. He bucked and groaned as his release was pulled from him and he followed Ben into blind bliss. Landon’s body shuddered and he twisted in Ben’s arms, chanting his name breathlessly. He collapsed and his breath was damp and hot in the corner of Ben’s neck as Landon’s chest heaved. “Sorry,” he mumbled as he pushed off the bed. “I don’t want to crush you,” Landon murmured and Ben shook his head and clung to Landon.
“Stay.” He held tight, still mesmerized by the perfection of Landon’s body locked with his.
“Ok,” Landon sighed as he buried his face in the corner of Ben’s neck again and slid his hands between Ben’s back and the bed. Their chests pushed against each other and Ben let the heaviness take over as his eyelids fell.
It could have been several minutes or hours when Ben’s eyes opened. Landon was asleep in his arms. At some point he had pulled out but their bodies were still intertwined. Instead of confusion or regret all Ben felt was joy. And desire. He bit his lip as he tried to decide what he wanted more as his hands skated up Landon’s back. He hummed drowsily and Ben felt warm lips slide against his shoulder.
“Do you need me to move?” Landon asked and Ben nodded as his lips found Landon’s ear.
“I need you to move exactly like you did last time,” he whispered and Landon’s head rose and he stared down at Ben in shock.
“You sure?” He asked and Ben grinned.
“I think we need to do it again, I’m not completely convinced.”
Chapter 12
Can a smell be addictive? Ben wondered as he rubbed his nose in Landon’s hair. The alarm on Ben’s phone buzzed and he cursed silently as he swiped his phone off the bedside table. He couldn’t snooze again, as a rule, he was only allowed two. He shut off the alarm and took one last deep breath, savoring Landon’s scent and warmth before he had to get up. Ben shifted his shoulders and hips and Landon grumbled incoherently before rolling away. Ben dropped a light kiss on his shoulder and smiled as a soft hum drifted from Landon then Ben carefully slid from the bed.
Despite the fact that it was the sixth morning in a row that he’d woken up in Landon’s bed, Ben still couldn’t believe all of it was real. They had settled into an easy rhythm, everything felt so natural and comfortable. Ben would have laughed if someone told him a few weeks earlier that he’d have a corner in someone else’s closet for his clothes and all of his toiletries in someone else’s bathroom after a few days. Yet there he was, pulling a pair of his jeans and one of his shirts out of Landon’s closet. He shook his head as he went onto the bathroom and started the shower. Somehow, it all made sense, Ben decided as he brushed his teeth and waited for the water to heat. He didn’t think he’d ever get over the smell of Landon’s shampoo and sighed happily as he took a long whiff before reaching for his face wash.
“You’re up early.” It was a drowsy mumble and Ben smiled as he rinsed his face before turning to
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