“Once Isn’t Enough”
Kendrick entered the apartment and found Peyton standing at the stove, preparing dinner. He smiled at the vision of his loving and trusting husband. He quickly moved behind him and wrapped his strong arms around Peyton’s waist. As Kendrick placed his wet lips against the back of Peyton’s neck, his manhood stirred.
“Hmmm,” moaned Peyton. “How was your trip?”
“Better now that it’s over and I’m back home with you,” he answered between soft kisses.
Kendrick spun Peyton around. He looked into his husband’s eyes and saw nothing but love and a bright future. He pressed his lips against Peyton’s. As they kissed sensually, Kendrick slipped his tongue into Peyton’s mouth. Their bodies began to grind against one another. Kendrick moved his hand down and gave Peyton’s ass a tight squeeze.
Peyton couldn’t resist giving in to Kendrick’s advances. Peyton snatched Kendrick’s shirt open and ran his hands over the man’s chest. Kendrick observed Peyton’s actions. He loved experiencing life and passion with Peyton. He had loved him since their date, and he had no signs of slowing down. The thought of being inside him made Kendrick’s cock swell.
Kendrick pulled Peyton’s pants and underwear off. He lifted him up and sat on the kitchen counter. They resumed kissing as Kendrick dropped his own pants and underwear. His long tongue rolled over undeath Peyton’s chin and down his chest. Kendrick wrapped his arms around Peyton’s waist and pulled his body closer.
He looked into Peyton’s eyes and said, “I love you.”
“I know you do,” Peyton said with a warm smile. “Love you too.”
Kendrick picked him up again and carried him to the living area. Kendrick took a seat with Peyton in his lap. They stared at one another. Peyton licked the inside of his hand seductively and then wrapped it around Kendrick’s dick. He stroked his husband’s long dick making it wet and slick. Kendrick closed his eyes and threw his head back as Peyton worked his member.
“That feels so good,” he moaned for Peyton.
Peyton slid up and then eased down on Kendrick’s member. It breached his hole and sunk into his tightness. He quickly began to bounce up and down on it. His fat chocolate ass cheeks bounced and clapped as he rode Kendrick’s fantastic dick.
Their lips connected, and Peyton’s moans grew louder. That dick pumped in and out of him, making his pussy lips quiver and his hole cream. He moved up and down on Kendrick’s dick with the perfect speed and skill. He could feel Kendrick’s balls against the curve of his ass each time he came down on it. His hole was so wet that the dick slipped out. Kendrick grabbed hold of his throbbing member and slapped it against Peyton’s hole. He then shoved it back inside of Peyton, making him scream like a bitch.
“FUCK, nigga,” Peyton let out in a high-pitched moan.
“Give me this pussy, boy,” Kendrick demanded with each powerful thrust.
Kendrick moaned and smiled underneath him. He was always proud of his handy work. The two men rolled, and Peyton found himself on his back. Kendrick hiked Peyton’s legs up and spread them. He began to pound into that sweet, dark hole. You could hear the smashing sounds. Kendrick's balls repeatedly connected with Peyton’s cheeks. Sweat poured from their bodies as the sofa rocked across the floor of the apartment.
Peyton cuffed those pretty light skin ass cheeks in his hands. His nails dug into the flesh as Kendrick owned his pussy. Each stroke was better and longer than the last. Peyton’s mouth hung open, and his erect dick leaked over his stomach. He could feel Kendrick’s booty cheeks clapping in his hands as he took that dick down. The tingling sensation in his hole was incredible.
“I’m bout to nut in you,” Kendrick informed him.
He fucked him harder and faster. Kendrick rolled his hips, damn near twitching his cock inside of Peyton. The pressure and pleasure consumed him. It sent him racing out the gates and toward the finish line. Kendrick drove his dick deep inside of Peyton and let out a loud roar. He flooded his insides with hot cum.
***
The elevator opened, and Peyton stepped off. It had been two weeks since he had seen Kai. He was trying to do everything in his power not to think about or track him down in the halls. As he headed toward his art studio, he stopped in his tracks. Standing in front of his studio was Kai.
Kai’s eyes sparkled when he saw Peyton. For a moment, they just stood silently staring at one another. Kai had tried to stay clear of Peyton following their encounter. He knew they shouldn’t ever cross the line again. Yet, he couldn’t stop thinking about him, for Kai Peyton was everywhere even when he wasn’t.
“Hey,” Kai spoke first.
Peyton held his hand up and spoke, “Hey. What are you doing here? I thought we were avoiding each other?”
“I tried to stay away, but I just wanted to see you. To talk about anything or nothing,” Kai said, trying to make sense of his feelings and emotions. “I sound like a fool.”
“You don’t sound like a fool. You sound sweet and genuine.”
“Why are you always making me sound perfect?”
“Because you are,” Peyton answered honestly.
Kai rebuffed those claims, “I’m not perfect. Not even a little bit.”
Peyton shook his head with a smile, “Would you like to come in? Maybe you can help me find some inspiration to paint.”
“For a little while,” Kai said.
“Okay,” Peyton said as he struggled with the keys.
He unlocked the door, and they stepped inside. Kai was instantly taken back to the night Peyton was trying to make him feel sexy. The touches and whispers and passion floored him in a way he hadn’t expected. Kai quickly brushed it off. He couldn’t allow himself to disappear into that world. Instead, he needed to understand the pull and the magic he felt around Peyton. Better yet, he needed to find a reason to dislike Peyton.
“You have any fears,” Kai asked as he stared at the half-finished work of art. The piece was not there the last time he was there.
Peyton breathed, “Yes. Doesn’t everyone?”
“I believe so. What’s your greatest fear?”
“It used to be drowning. I love the water, but I can’t swim. Always afraid I’ll die in the place where I find myself.”
“Used to be? What’s your new fear,” Kai asked him.
“Never being close to you,” he answered wholeheartedly. “What about you?”
Kai turned and looked at him, “Not being seen. I always fear I’ll spend my whole life with no one ever noticing me, and I’ll die with no one even remembering me.”
“I’ll remember because I see you, Kai,” Peyton told him as he stepped forward and closed the space between them.
“Why do you talk to me like that,” Kai asked, almost in disbelief at the words Peyton said.
“Like what,” he asked. “Like I care? Like I see you? Because I do.”
“You barely know me, Peyton,” Kai countered his argument.
“Which is why I know that my feelings are real. I like you more than I should. Hell, more than I want to. Something happened to me the day we first met. I looked at you, and it was like I was seeing life for the first time ever.”
“Well, life is cruel,” Kai said as he hung his head. “Thomas got a promotion. We’re moving away…from Boston.”
Peyton felt like someone had just knocked the wind out of him. It had been hell not seeing Kai for two weeks, and now he was being told he’d never see him again. It was the last thing he expected and wanted to hear. His heart felt fractured on the inside.
“Then why are you here? Shouldn’t you be…I don’t know, packing or something,” Peyton asked as he tried to hide the hurt in his voice.
“I wanted to see you first and tell you I was leaving,” he said as he gave a half of a smile.
“Consider me informed,” Peyton said as he started to pointlessly move things around.
“Don’t be that way, Peyton. I’m not here to hurt you.”
“Then why are you here,” he asked in a raised voice. “According to you, we can’t fuck anymore, even though you knew once was never going to be enough for me. You’re leaving, so I can’t even be your damn friend. I get nothing for this.”
“Oh, fuck you! You know you’d never settle for just being my friend. Not with the way you look at me, Peyton.”
Peyton began clapping his hands and said, “Bravo, Kai! You figured it out. I look at you like you deserve to be looked at. Call it fast. Call it sudden. Call it insane. I don’t care. I know what I feel, and it’s strong. I’m into you. I want you, and I know you want me. I’m the sweetest thing you’ve ever tasted. There’s a saying, “The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice.” I’m black as fuck; therefore, I’m sweet as fuck, and you want every bit of my juice.”
“I WANT YOU,” Kai yelled back at him. “I want you,” he mumbled. “I want you, but we can’t. You’re married. I’m with Thomas, and we’re moving away. I wanted you to hear from me. What else do you want from me? You want me to tell you that you’re my favorite Blackberry. Well, you are, but it doesn’t change our circumstances.”
The silence was more than either one of them could bear. This strange attraction and pull between the two was scary and powerful. They didn’t understand it. Peyton would have risked it all to explore it, but Kai was more conservative with risk. He was conservative, and he was in love with Thomas despite his infidelity.
“Take off your clothes, Kai.”
“Is that what you want from me,” he asked.
“TAKE. OFF. YOUR. CLOTHES.” He said each word with authority and passion.
Kai crossed his arms and pulled his shirt off. Peyton followed and pulled his shirt off. They stared at one another with longing in their eyes. Kai then kicked his shoes off, and Peyton did the same thing. Peyton narrowed his eyes and gave Kai a lustful stare. Kai unbuttoned his pants and dropped them. Kai lifted his arms to cover his body. He still didn’t quite see himself the way Peyton saw him.
“Don’t you dare cover that gorgeous body,” Peyton commanded him.
Kai exhaled and dropped his arms to his side. The blood in his body rushed to his lower region and filled out his beautiful cock. That print looked thick and full in his boxer briefs. There was no denying that he was turned on by Peyton. Kai slowly licked his lips as the hunger started to creep into his soul. Peyton dropped his pants. He picked up the little radio and turned it on, and then he went for who he wanted.
Peyton pushed Kai against the counter. Their eyes met as “Ashes” by Claire Guerreso played in the background. Peyton placed his hands on Kai’s smooth chest and ran them across his firm, tight body. Kai breathed out as a chill ran up and down his spine. There was no denying the sexual attraction and chemistry between the two of them.
“Peyton,” Kai whispered. “Once isn’t enough for me, but I have to keep what’s his.”
“Then I’ll give you mine,” Peyton said as he pressed his lips to Kai.
Kai didn’t resist him. The two of them kissed like two stars colliding in a distant galaxy. Kai ran his hand down Peyton’s back and onto his ass. He grabbed hold of those round, fat cheeks and held them in his hands. They felt incredible to him.
He spun Peyton around and bent him over the counter. He pulled Peyton’s underwear down, revealing that blackberry he’d come to crave more than he wanted to admit. Kai got on his knees and spread Peyton’s cheeks. He ran his long tongue up and down and over that tiny hole. He spat on it and then buried his face in between those soft cheeks.
Peyton lit up inside. He couldn’t fight what was happening to him. He let his feelings carry him, and they carried him to the mountains of pleasure. Kai slapped those dark cheeks as he ate Peyton out. His tongue flickered and across that rosebud. He opened him up nicely. Kai’s tongue spread that tight hole.
Peyton moaned, “Oh God! Eat me. Eat me, Kai.”
Kai pushed his tongue deeper inside of him. He twisted it, making sure he licked every inch of that inner pink meat. Peyton felt like his insides were going to explode just from Kai’s tongue alone. Kai stood up, and Peyton turned around. He dropped to his knees and took Kai’s thick member into his mouth.
Kai gasped, “So good. Just like that, baby.”
The sweet and savory taste exploded across Peyton’s taste buds. He moved his head back and forth, twisting the shaft with delicate touches. He ran his tongue across Kai’s hanging balls. Kai slipped his cock further down his throat and slapped his ass. Peyton was like a hungry slut who refused to let go. He sucked harder and harder, snatching Kai’s defenses away and out of his dick.
Peyton stood up and bent back over the counter. Kai stood behind him and slapped his ass cheeks with his hard cock. He left a trail of precum on Peyton’s ass. He then eased his thickness inside of Peyton, making his body tense and his hole clench. They both let out a gasp. Kai instantly began to fuck him. His dick moved in and out of Peyton, delivering pleasurable and intense strokes. Each one was deep and perfect.
“Oh fuck,” Kai moaned. “So tight.”
Kai stumbled back and sat in the chair. Peyton quickly straddled his waist and began to ride his cock. He bounced up and down on Kai’s dick. His cheeks clapped against Kai’s perfect thighs. Up and down he went. Kai met his movements and fucked up into him. He pushed his cock deeper into Peyton. They kissed again. Their tongues invaded each other’s mouths. They fucking grew more passionate than before.
“Fuck me, Kai,” Peyton cried out in pleasure.
Peyton could feel the moisture in his hole dripping out of him. Kai’s eyes rolled as his dick was coated in cream. He wrapped his arms around Peyton’s body and helped him bounce up and down faster. He slapped both cheeks and drilled him harder. Kai cuffed those big booth cheeks. It was like he was in total awe of them. Peyton rolled his hips in a circular motion.
“You fuck me so good,” Peyton bragged.
Peyton eased off him. His juices dripped from his abused hole and splattered on the floor. Peyton went and got on the bed. He laid on his back with his legs spread wide. Kai climbed in between his legs. He took his dripping wet dick and slapped it across Peyton’s big beautiful dark smooth balls. Peyton’s body flinched, and Kai shoved his cock back inside of him.
Kai began to hammer him. He drove his dick in and out of him. Each time he pushed in, he went deeper than the previous time. The bed squeaked and bounced. The room filled with their moans. You could hear the skin clapping and balls slapping. Peyton wanted more. He used the muscles in his ass to suck Kai in deeper and deeper.
Peyton planted his hands on Kai’s meaty ass cheeks. They bounced in hand hands as Kai fucked him. Harder and harder he fucked. Faster and faster, his hips rolled. Kai was on some sort of mission, and Peyton loved every moment of it. He pulled out of him and flipped him on his hands and knees.
Kai slid back inside of him fucking him deeper. Payton’s ass cheeks moved like two balls bouncing. It was an incredible sight that made his dick harder. He gripped Peyton’s waist and thrust into him harder. He pulled all the way and then rammed his cock back inside of Peyton. The action made Peyton scream. Kai felt his orgasm coming. He wanted to breed that sweet hole.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he cried out.
“In me. Put it in me,” Peyton shouted like a desperate man.
“Gonna nut inside you,” Kai said as he continued to fuck Peyton.
Kai slammed inside of him and groaned. He flooded Peyton’s insides with his hot sticky cum. He drove his dick further into Peyton. The heat from Kai’s cum sent Peyton over the edge. Peyton let out a howl of sorts as his dick erupted, hands-free. Cum sprayed from him like a fire hose. He was spent and snuggled up next to Kai. He drifted off to sleep.
Peyton woke up and found the studio empty. He was alone, and he knew he’d never see Kai again, no matter how much he wished he would or could. His fractured heart found inspiration in Kai’s departure. He got up, took the paintbrush, and began to craft his next masterpiece, which would eventually carry him to where he needed to be.
TO BE CONTINUED
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