HUDDLE
It had been a week since things went south with me and Santiago. I was in my feelings, and I hated that. I was sitting on my sofa smoking a fat one as “How Can You Mend A Broken Heart” by Al Green played.
I sang, “Help me mend my heart. My broken heart. I just wanna. I just wanna. I just wanna. I just wanna. I just wanna live again, baby. How can you mend this broken man? How can a loser ever win?“
My music was interrupted by the ringing of my phone. Dakota was calling. He had been calling every day since I told him what had happened.
I yelled at no one, “FUCK! I just wanna listen to my music!”
The phone continued to ring. My music stayed on pause. I knew I had to answer the phone. I put my blunt down and took a deep breath. He didn’t need to hear the sadness in my voice.
I answered, slightly annoyed, “Yes.”
“Hey,” he casually began. “Is that any way to speak to someone who cares about your well-being?”
“I’m sorry. I was in my feels and listening to some R&B,” I admitted—so much for not letting him hear the sadness in my voice.
“That’s your problem right there. That’s gonna keep you fucked up. You don’t need that in your life. Come hang with me for about an hour. I’m in the city.”
I sighed, “I don’t know man.”
“Don’t be like that. Come see me. Please. Don’t make me beg. You know I will,” he laughed. I knew he was being honest.
“Ugh,” I groaned. “Fine. One hour!”
“I’ll drop you my location,” he said as he hung up the phone.
Forty minutes later, I showed up at his hotel suite. He opened the door, looking extra good. He flashed me that pretty smile, and I instantly felt better seeing him. I hated that he lived in fucking Boston.
“There he is,” he said excitedly. “Come in.”
I entered and found that he wasn’t alone. This tall, slender chocolate guy was sitting on the sofa. He was an attractive-looking man. He had dark brown eyes, a narrow jawline, and plush, fat lips. There was something mysterious about him. It gave him an edge that I’m sure women loved.
“Who is this,” I asked as I took my coat off.
“This is Jackson Wesley. He’s a point guard for the 76ers. Jackson, this is Tyson.”
Jackson’s eyes widened, “Oh, you’re Tyson. I’ve heard a lot about you.”
“All good, I hope,” I said.
“It varies,” he said with a slick smile.
Surprised, I said, “Really? Well, I guess I’ll have to work on keeping things consistent.”
“Jackson is just being Jackson. I hope you don’t mind. Jackson here is a little early.”
“Guys going out?” I had to know. Not knowing would have bothered me to no end.
“Staying in,” Jackson said quickly. There was something in his voice that clued me that there was more than to the story.
I exchanged a look with Dakota. From the corner of my eye, I saw Jackson lick his lips. There was something in the air and I gathered what it was quickly.
“You’re dating him,” I asked Dakota. It was really none of my business, but I wanted to know.
“No,” he said defensively as he threw up his hands.
“If he were, would it be a problem,” Jackson asked.
“No. He’s single and free to do whatever. Just thought as a friend he’d tell me,” I said. “It’s obvious something is amiss here.”
Dakota softly said, “I’m not dating him. I’m contemplating sleeping with him.”
“I ruined it,” I asked.
Jackson chuckled, “Maybe. Maybe you made it better. It’s all a game of angles.”
“Is that right? How could I have possibly made it better, Jackson.”
“I’m curious. Sometimes bitches like to play games, and I’m not always in the mood to buy flowers and gifts and shit. Sometimes, I just wanna drop a load or two and leave. I figured I’d try out a dude and see what it’s about.”
“So, you figured you fuck Dakota,” I asked him.
“Yes. The second he told me he was gay, and I knew he’d keep it hush, I knew I could try it with him.”
“And how do I fit into this?” He had my attention for some reason.
“For starters, you got my boy sprung,” he said as he titled his head in Dakota’s direction.
“Fuck you! I’m not sprung. I like him. That’s not the same.” Dakota was trying to play tough, but I knew he was into me.
“Fine. You like him. My point is we could all have a little fun tonight.”
“No,” Dakota answered before I could say anything. “He’s been through a lot, and the first guy he was with slept with his best friend.”
“You were the first guy I was intimate with,” I told him as I looked back over my shoulder. “Unless we’re counting all the blow jobs and kissing, then he would be first.”
Dakota didn’t answer me. He just stared at me. His eyes burned right through me. I felt like he was pulling me into his world. The feeling was scary and exciting.
“Well,” Jackson began, “you know what they say. The best way to get over one dick is to get under another one…or two.” He finished his sentence with a laugh.
“Ignore him,” Dakota said. “He’s thinking with his penis.”
“Let’s do it,” the words flowed out of my mouth like water from a well.
“What? You serious,” Dakota asked.
“You don’t want me again,” I asked, hoping he’d say yes.
“Yes,” he said excitedly. He wanted it just as badly as I did. I needed a night of raw fucking.
“Then let’s do it. Help me get over how I feel. I want to do it.”
Jackson clapped his hands together, “Now that’s what I’m talking about. We’re gonna help you forget all about that other dick.”
“Ass. I only ever had his ass,” I said.
Jackson raised his eyebrow, “I think it’s gonna be a special night tonight.”
I unbuttoned my shirt. Dakota came and stood behind me. He helped me remove it, and then he kissed my shoulder blades. His hands felt smooth as he pressed them into my back.
Jackson came and stood in front of me. He undid my pants. They simply dropped to my ankles. He squatted down and lifted my legs so I could step out of my pants. He took my hand and led me to the bedroom. I looked back at Dakota and took his hand in mine. He flashed that dazzling smile at me. I pulled him along for the journey.
***
Dakota was snuggled up to me in the bed. That tight jockstrap looked so good on him. It made my cock ache for his hole. He ran his hand over the bulge in my fitted briefs. Our hungry eyes locked on to one another. I kissed the side of his neck and ran my hand down his back. I had to grip a handful of his booty cheeks. Our lips met, and we kissed. As we were kissing, I felt the bed go down.
Jackson climbed into bed with us. Dakota pulled away from our kiss. Jackson’s chocolate-dripped body looked amazing. He didn’t give me much time to admire him. He quickly pulled me into a kiss. His kiss was hot. It lacked the passion I had with Santiago and Dakota, but it was manly and sizzling. I couldn’t complain.
As we kissed, he pulled my body closer to him. I could feel his enormous dick pressing against mine through his underwear. He rolled his tongue down my neck and then onto my chest. We rolled, and I ended up on my back. I could see Dakota out of the corner of my eyes. He was stroking himself through his jock strap and licking his lips.
I spread my legs and allowed Jackson to grind on me. He stuck his tongue in my mouth and rolled his hips. The friction between our cocks was next level. I didn’t want it to end. I flipped him onto his back and sat on his chest. He grinned up at me as he fished my thick cock out of my underwear.
“You sure you ain’t never done this before,” I asked him.
“Only in my fantasies,” he said with a smirk.
“Ooh,” I moaned as he took my mushroom head into his mouth.
He swallowed every inch. His jaws locked on my cock, and he didn’t release it. I panted as I ran my hands all over his body. He knew his way around a dick. He had truly been living this experience in his mind for a while.
I pushed him back down. Saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth—a nasty yet hot sight to behold. I moved in between his legs. I pulled his underwear down, and his dick sprung out. It was an intimidating 10 ½ inches of black uncut meat. Dakota gasped from the sidelines.
I looked over at him, “Are you scared?”
“Fuck you,” he gawked. “You aren’t?”
“It feels better than it looks,” Jackson said, trying to reassure us and ensure he was going to be fucking someone tonight.
I replied, “Oh, it looks good, so I can only imagine how it feels.”
I rolled my tongue up from his balls, over the shaft, and up to the head. I opened my mouth and slowly took him in. I was careful not to try and force it all down at one time. Inch by inch, I swallowed all of his dick. He groaned and moaned underneath me. I worked his shaft with my mouth and tongue. He slowly fucked my mouth for a few minutes.
Dakota spoke, “This is so hot. Ty, you look so good swallowing that dick.”
I cut my eyes over at him. He had removed his jockstrap and was proudly stroking his big meat. I gave him a sexy look as I stuffed more of Jackson’s dick down my throat.
“Fuck,” Jackson shouted. “You gonna make me cum.”
I pulled off his dick and smiled. The compliment made me feel good. He had me lie flat on my stomach. He kissed my booty cheeks and then the back of my thighs. Each kiss was wet and right. He pulled the sides of my briefs into my crack, giving me a wedgie. With my bare cheeks exposed, he ran his tongue across them. It made me squirm underneath him.
“Your ass is fat. I wanna eat it. You gonna let me eat it,” he asked in between kisses.
I nodded yes. I was so far gone in the pleasure and the pain that my heart was feeling. I wanted to feel anything other than the betrayal I felt. He pulled my underwear down just under my cheeks. My ass sat up high and looked so tempting and inviting to him,
He ran his hands over my cheeks. He massaged them, causing them to spread and reveal my tight virgin hole to him. I felt almost exposed, but I loved it at the same time. I had only ever had a finger or two up there and that was all courtesy of he who must not be named. I was no longer going to say his bitch ass name.
Jackson dived face-first in my ass. The first lick of his tongue sent me into orbit. My eyes rolled, and I gripped the sheets. He pushed his tongue inside of my anus and rolled it around. I whimpered like a female taking dick. His hands roamed my body as he slurped all over my hole. It was so intense. His tongue was long, thick, and heavy. The dude was a certified pussy eater, for sure.
He removed his tongue from my ass. He crawled over and kissed Dakota. The look in Dakota’s eyes told me he liked the taste of my ass. Jackson parted and then fed Dakota his long dick. It was my turn to sit back and watch the magic unfold. Jackson leaned down and swallowed Dakota’s dick. They both were moaning and groaning as they pleased each other.
Jackson put Dakota flat on his back. His dick grazed over Dakota’s pretty rosebud, and the tip popped inside. Dakota’s body clenched and tightened up. Jackson let out a deep sigh and pushed more of his shaft inside of him. Dakota’s mouth hung open.
I quickly moved over his head and placed my dick on his lips. He rolled his tongue across my shaft, and Jackson bent down and helped him suck my dick. I let out a moan. Dakota groaned as Jackson pushed more of his dick inside of him. He quickly pulled out and flipped Dakota onto his stomach.
Jackson buried his face in Dakota’s ass. I got behind Jackson. He was on his knees, and his brown hole was exposed to me. I rolled my tongue across his ass. Then something took over me. I grabbed his firm ass cheeks, gave them a shake, and went to town eating his ass out.
As he ate out Dakota, I feasted on him. I rolled my tongue over his hole and down his balls. I went back up and pushed my tongue in his ass. He rocked back and forth against my face. I could hear Dakota moaning, and his sexy moans turned me on. I slapped Jackson on the ass and pushed him out of the way.
“Damn,” A stunned Jackson said.
I zeroed in on Dakota’s wet hole. It was pulsing and waiting to be teased. I buried my face in his ass. I sucked on his hole and gripped his gorgeous cheeks. I spread him wide and attacked his hole. I slurped on it and darted my tongue in and out of him. Dakota’s moans intensified. I kept pushing my tongue deeper inside of him. I slid my finger into his hot hole. I remembered how he felt around my dick, and it excited me.
“I think he ready,” Jackson said as he stroked his fully erect dick. “Roll him over.”
I rolled Dakota onto his back. I moved near his head as Jackson got between his legs. They both gasped as Jackson slid half his length inside of him. He began to rock his hips back and forth slowly in and out of Dakota. Each stroke opened our bottom boy up and took a little more dick.
I pushed my dick into Dakota’s mouth, and Jackson started to really fuck him. He had worked every inch inside of Dakota. He started to pound him. Dakota kicked his legs out and began to moan and pant. The look on Jackson’s face was priceless. I knew that look. It was the one I had when I first slid inside of Dakota.
“Look at you,” he said. “You got all of my dick in that ass, baby.”
“Fuck man,” Dakota cried.
Jackson pulled him and went backward. Dakota was now riding him. It was so sexy. White cream ran from Dakota’s stuffed hole down Jackson’s massive tool. Up and down his body went, and Jackson rocked his hips up into him. They matched each other’s beat. I rolled my tongue across Jackson’s shaft. I had to taste Dakota’s ass juice. The taste had me under a spell. I lapped at his pole repeatedly. I licked it clean, only to watch more cream appear. Then I licked it all off again. As I cleaned the dick, I slapped Dakota’s ass cheeks.
Something came over me. I positioned myself, lined my cock up, and eased it into Jackson’s exposed ass. He let out a loud scream, but he couldn’t go anywhere. His tight hole expanded around my cock. I felt his ring stretch, and then a few seconds later, his sphincter began to relax around the invading member in his ass.
“Fuck,” he shouted out.
I worked myself in and out of him as Dakota rode his dick. Before long, I was slamming into his guts. I looked down, and the sight before took my breath away. There was my cream-coated cock sliding in and out of his tight ring, Dakota’s gorgeous bright red ass cheeks were giggling, Jackson’s shaft was covered in white cream, his balls had drawn up into his sack, and we were moving in unity. The image burned into my brain. It was the most mind-blowing thing I had ever seen in my life.
I ran my hands over Dakota’s ass. Jackson really started to rock his body, taking more of my dick in his ass. We were all moaning like crazy. I slapped Dakota’s ass, and he looked back at me and smiled. I pulled his hair, and then Jackson threw his legs over my shoulder. I pushed deeper into his hole, making him take every inch I had to offer.
“I want you inside of me, too,” Dakota whispered.
My heart leaped for joy. I pulled out of Jackson’s open hole. I quickly lined my cock up against Jackson’s and pushed against Dakota’s stretched hole. He let out a loud cry as my dick fought to be inside of him. His ring stretched, and then it snapped back into place. I was sealed in his ass, and it felt good. I began to fuck him with Jackson.
I bounced up and down in his ass as Jackson fucked up into his ass. Dakota moaned and groaned as we rode him. I sucked on his neck. His hole felt like it grew tighter around our shafts. We fucked him long and deep. His body cried for more, and we were happy to give him more. My shaft felt overstimulated as it ran up and down the length of Jackson’s dick. It was like a sword fight inside of him. Only it was in a tight corridor.
Our pace picked up. We both drilled his tight hole like it was a pussy. He tossed his head back and let the good times roll. Over and over, our cocks moved together. We pushed against his walls and tapped his magical spot. Dakota’s hole had us under its spell, and I loved every minute of it.
I rolled onto my back, and Dakota quickly straddled my hips. He eased down on my dick, and he immediately began to kiss me. It was such a passionate kiss. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight as he bounced up and down on my shaft. His hole felt so tight still. It wrapped around me like an old familiar friend.
As Dakota rode my dick, I spread my legs and exposed my hole to Jackson. I was ready for the next step in things. His cock pushed against my hole with a brute yet gentle-like force. The head breached my hole, and I shut my eyes. My body tensed up as a searing pain ran through my nerve endings.
“Look at me, Ty,” Dakota instructed me. “I got you. Just look at me.”
I opened my eyes. I looked deep into his eyes. I found a deep sense of peace and joy there. My body relaxed, and the pain in my ass faded into a dull ache. Jackson pushed more of his cock into me, and I let out a whimper. He started to fuck me. This feeling of great pleasure washed over me. It felt like everything was on fire inside of me. I couldn’t last long at all.
I wanted to enjoy it longer, but it was too much for me. Jackson’s dick was reaching deep inside of me. I felt like my body was going to break but in a good way.
“Fuck!” I screamed.
He pulled out of me and then slid his cock back inside. He picked up his pace and pounded me deep and hard. I felt so full and so fucking good. His dick was hitting things inside of me that I didn’t know should be hit. I wanted to cry, shout, laugh, and give myself over to the light. DAMN! Why did it have to feel so fucking good?
“I’m bout to cum,” Dakota announced.
He erupted all over my chest. I didn’t have time to enjoy him because the next thing I knew, Jackson had me on my knees. My body was rocking back and forth as he pounded the fuck out of me. My cheeks began to clap as I threw it back on him. It was like something had taken over me. I could feel his cock in my stomach. He pushed deeper and deeper into me. It was unlike anything I’d ever felt before.
I reached underneath and started to stroke my cock. I was in need of a climax. With a few strokes, my dick exploded, and I felt him swell, and then he bred me. I had finally taken it up the ass, and I was a hornier man for it because I wanted more.
“How do you feel,” Dakota asked.
“I wanna do it again,” I grinned. “I want you to fuck me as well.”
He smiled and said, “Finally!”
***
I woke up to find Jackson flipping me on my stomach. I quickly scanned the room and found Dakota standing on the side of the bed. He was stroking his cock, and the look in his eyes said he wanted me. Jackson's fat tongue slid inside my hole with ease. I was still open from the dicking he had given me hours ago. His tongue lapped at my hole.
“Oh shit,” I panted as he forced more of it inside of me.
I arched my back and rocked my body back and forth. His strong hands gripped my cheeks and spread them further apart. He rolled his tongue around the ring and kissed my rosebud. My body relaxed as he sucked on each cheek. He, for sure, was going to leave a mark.
He slapped his dick across my twitching hole. Then he pushed it inside of me. I moaned out as he fed me more and more of it. He slowly began to fuck me with just the first few inches. I whimpered under his control. He planted his hands firmly on my cheeks and moved in and out of me. I felt my hole stretch as more of his cock breached me.
Dakota walked over and slid his thick dick inside my mouth. I began to suck his cock as I tried to stifle my moans. The smell of Dakota’s body and the taste of his dick was pure bliss. Jackson pushed the remained inches of his dick inside of me. The bed began to squeak and rock as he fucked me. Dakota rocked his hips back and forth. His cock tapped the back of my throat repeatedly.
Jackson pulled out. Dakota flipped me onto my back and crawled in between my legs. His face was red with lust. He slid inside of me, and it was like a switch was turned on. My walls locked around his shaft. I wrapped my legs around his waist. I slapped my hand around the back of his neck and pulled him closer. Our lips grazed one another, and then we kissed. It was like magic. I wanted him to fuck me day and night!
“Fuck me,” I panted through our kiss.
“I’ve been waiting on this moment since I first met you,” he professed. “You feel so fucking good inside. Oh my God!”
Jackson encouraged him, “Fuck him good, Dakota. Take what you want.”
He slammed his hips back and forth. His cock moved in and out of me with ease. I ran my hands down his back and over his thick ass. The sound of our flesh slapping quickly filled the room. It felt like my guts were being rearranged. It was crazy because his dick was nowhere near as massive as Jackson, but it made me feel things all through my body. His stroke game sent shockwaves through my core.
He picked up his pace and began to pound me harder and harder. I released cries of pleasure. He pulled out, and I felt empty. He rolled me onto my knees, and he slid right back inside of me. My cheeks started to clap. He grabbed me by my hair and just completely owned me. He had my body shaking. Jackson got in front of me and began to fuck my mouth.
They ravished both of my holes. Saliva ran from my mouth, and my booty leaked juices. I feared I wouldn’t get wet for him, but Dakota had tapped my soul, and the well opened. I was leaking like a hose. Dakota reluctantly pulled out of me.
Jackson flipped me on my back. I spread my legs, and he slid back inside of me. He started to work my hole over. He pushed deeper inside of me, feeding all of his long dick. His balls pounded my cheeks. Dakota shoved his dick into my mouth. I slapped my hand against his ass as I sucked him off. I whimpered around his cock as Jackson tried to wreck my hole. With my other hand, I stroked my cock as they wore me out. Sweat began to form all over Jackson’s body. I flipped us, and I started to ride him. I bounced up and down on his pole. He fucked up into me. My cheeks were shaking, and my heart was racing. Dakota kissed me, and his tongue slid into my mouth. I sucked on it as I rode Jackson.
I eased off Jackson’s cock. I looked at Dakota, and we smiled at one another. He laid on his back, and I eased down on his dick. My mouth hung open as I started to ride him. His dick was hitting me just right. It felt so smooth and big. My dick instantly became hard as steel. It slapped his stomach as I rode him. I leaned down and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around my lower back and then slid his hands down onto my ass. I felt safe in his care.
He started to fuck up into me. His balls tapped my cheeks over and over. Then he slapped them with his balls-catching hands. I moaned louder than before. His dick kept hitting something in me that made me feel like I was going to piss all over the place. I didn’t want him to stop. I just wanted it to last forever and forever. Our bodies rocked together like we were making music or something. I leaned back on my arms and bounced up and down on his dick. I went faster and took him at the perfect angle. My hole released more fluids.
“Fuck. You two mother fuckers are so hot together,” Jackson said as he got behind me.
I knew what was coming, and it scared me. Dakota held my face, and our eyes connected again. The fear I was feeling slowly went away. That feeling of safety and trust came flooding back. Jackson pressed his cock against my hole. I cried out as my walls were stretched with a burning pain. Dakota pulled me in for a kiss as Jackson’s massive tool dug its way inside of me.
“HOLY SHIT,” I screamed as their cocks throbbed in my anus.
It took a moment, but my body adjusted. I accepted both cocks in my tight hole. I could feel Jackson begin to move slowly. They both started to rock their hips, and before I knew it, they were fucking me as one. MY ass started to make a gushy sound as Jackson wrapped his arm around my neck. My body started to move back and forth.
“That’s right! Fuck us both, baby,” Dakota said.
Him calling me baby turned me on. I wanted to make him proud. I moved faster back and forth against their hot and sweaty bodies. The room smelled like sex and open ass. The feeling was so much better than I could have ever imagined. I loved every moment of it. They fucked all my senses and heartache away. I felt like a changed man. My body started to shake. It felt like I had cum only I hadn’t. It was my first anal orgasm.
Jackson’s dick popped out. Dakota took the opportunity to fuck me silly. He jackhammered up into my hole. I cried out and begged for more. He gave me more. His dick was insanely good. His balls hit my cheeks like a fist to a punching bag. Jackson got back in on the action. He pushed his cock back inside of me. They resumed fucking me together.
I was moaning like a whore from the south of France. Jackson sucked on my neck as his cock moved in and out of me. Dakota lay there and let him do all the work. In and out he went. He drilled my hole, and I let him. I could feel their sweat against my body. My ass was open and singing praise to their dicks.
Jackson pulled out, and then I felt his tongue on my hole. Dakota’s eyes rolled, and I knew then that Jackson must’ve been licking his shaft as well. Dakota began to fuck me with all his might. Jackson’s tongue slid inside my hole. He slurped on both my hole and Dakota’s shaft. He slid back inside of me. His dick moved in and out with Dakota. My body was pushed beyond the normal limits of pleasure. They moved in and out of me fucking me into another world.
Moans of pleasure escaped me. I was fucked beyond all comprehension. I lost all sense of time, space, and reality. I was theirs for the taking. I was there for their enjoyment. I was also there to be worshipped. No one had ever made me feel the way they were making me feel. The feel of Dakota’s hands roaming my chest made me feel his warmth. His touch was like a fire that warmed without burning.
“Ride me,” Jackson said in my ear but loud enough for Dakota to hear.
He slid out of me. He got on his back, and I eased down on his dick. Dakota eased his dick inside of me, and I was once again stuffed with two dicks. Dakota was in control this time. His thick dick pushed in and out of me. Jackson moaned underneath me. He loved the feeling of it. My balls were swollen and ready to burst as Dakota pounded my hole. Jackson’s throbbed the entire time inside of me.
The feeling building inside of my stomach and chest was indescribable. I was sandwiched between two hot athletes. They refused to cum, it seemed. My exhausted body couldn’t get enough of them. I don’t know how much time had passed. I just remember suddenly being lifted, and then it was just me and Dakota.
I was riding him slow and sensual. His hands were on my ass, and we were kissing. His tongue was buried deep in my mouth. I could feel it down my throat. I could feel his dick in my stomach. We were locked in together and moaning like lost lovers in the wild—the sound of our bodies connecting filled the space. I grabbed hold of my erect dick and began to stroke it as I bounced up and down on his dick.
He had the sexiest look in the world on his face. His eyes rolled slightly as I squeezed my walls around his shaft. It sent me over the edge. I cried out, and my dick exploded. I released volley after volley of hot cum all over his chest and stomach. He smiled at me. It was like he was satisfied with it all.
“Oh fuck,” Jackson roared as he unloaded all over himself.
Dakota pushed himself deep inside of me once more. I felt his cock twitch, and then he flooded my insides with hot cum. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.
Dakota said, “You are so fucking hot, and you did so well.”
He then kissed me once more. I smiled and lay next to him. Only for me to drift off to sleep. I was exhausted, but I could swear during the middle of the night, I heard moans and cheeks clapping. My eyes wouldn’t let me wake up to see—instead, I went into an even deeper sleep.
When I woke up the sun was shining bright. I turned over in the bed and Jackson was sprawled out next to me. My body felt sore, but in a good way. It was like I had spent hours at the gym working out. Only I was the one who had been worked out. I rolled onto my back.
“Morning,” Jackson said.
I looked over, and he stared at me. I thought he was asleep.
“Morning,” I said.
“I don’t like drama. So, Imma be honest: after Dakota spent that last hour bouncing you up and down on his dick, I had to see what it was like. When you went to sleep, I gave him some ass.”
I remembered hearing the sounds of people fucking. I was just too tired to open my eyes.
“Okay. Why are you telling me this,” I asked.
“It's obvious you two have some bond or whatever. You two were so into each other. He did not fuck me the way he fucked you. It was good, but I wanted what he gave you. I guess I didn’t have that bond. Dakota is my boy. Don’t hurt him like that guy hurt you. He really is crazy about you, in a good way.”
We both laughed. I couldn’t say anything. It was all too heavy and too early for me. The cold part is…I hoped Dakota’s face would be the first thing I saw in the morning.
Jackson shook his head, “You wanna deny it, but I can see it in your eyes that you were hoping he’d be right here next to you. He was for the longest but he wanted to smell fresh for you. He just got in the shower. I’m sure he’d like it if I saw you in there with him.”
I didn’t say anything. I eased off the bed and went into the bathroom. Dakota was standing under the shower, letting the water wash over his naked body. The sight of him naked under the water turned me on. He was such a stud and charmer. He was a real damn heartthrob. I opened the shower and stepped in with him. I placed my hand on his shoulder. He jumped and turned around. He smiled, and his eyes lit up when he saw me.
“Good morning,” I said.
“Good morning. How’d you sleep,” he asked.
“Amazing. I heard you had a fun night,” I said.
“Listen, I’m not into Jackson. I don’t know why I’m even saying this.”
I placed my finger on his lips to silence him. He didn’t owe me any explanation. We weren’t a couple. We definitely had a very strong connection, and I was okay with exploring that at the appropriate time. First I needed to clear my mind of the one who came before him. I was going to do it right after I finished my morning blow job.
I kissed Dakota, and it felt just like last night. It was full of intense passion. I kissed his neck and down his chest and stomach. I kissed the top of his pelvis. His cock started to twitch. I moved to my knees and rolled my tongue across his penis. I opened my mouth and swallowed his beautiful dick as I planted my hands on his delicious ass cheeks.
