“If Looks Could Fuck Me”
Peyton woke up the same way he had woken up the last two days, with a massive hard-on. He pulled the covers back, exposing eight and a half inches of cut dark chocolate meat. Precum was already oozing from the slit of his throbbing member. He slid his hand over the head and down the shaft, coating his dick with his clear liquid fluids. Peyton’s rod throbbed in his hand.
He held out his free hand and slapped his dick in it. The sound of the two meeting echoed. Peyton let out a moan and ran his finger up his body. He circled his nipples and then pulled on them. More precum flowed from his cock. It coated his stomach and hand. He fisted his cock tightly and began to fuck up into his hand.
With each perfect stroke, his dick grew thicker and fatter. Peyton began to moan and stroke his cock faster. His eyes rolled, and his toes curled. The skin on his body rolled and crawled with sensitive pleasure. He took his free hand and held the base of his cock as he twisted his other hand around the head of his cock. Images of Kai played in his mind. The memory of touching Kai’s body and cock felt real and present.
His balls churned and burned with fresh cum waiting to be coaxed. The flesh around his shaft turned a different shade. His body raced with hot blood as his heart pumped faster. His breathing intensified. He fucked his fist like it was a tight cunt. His hips rose and fell back on the mattress as he got into a fucking rhythm. He gave his dick a long tug and slapped it against his stomach repeatedly. The muscles in his smooth body strained, and he let out a loud, sexy moan.
His body jerked, and his cock erupted. Hot white sticky cum blew from his slit. Rope after rope coated his chest and stomach with semen. He continued to nurse his dick. The pleasure and release pulled all his energy. He lay there breathing and panting with a beautiful smile on his face.
“Fuck,” he sighed!
Moans filled the bedroom. The bed squeaked as the two worked up a sweat. Kai was on his hands and knees as Thomas pumped his tight hole full of hard cock. Kai was like a needy bitch in the best way. His body twerked and twitched as his hole swallowed more and more of Thomas’s cock. With every thrust into his hole, his moans grew louder.
“Oh fuck,” he cried out.
He gripped the sheets as Thomas continued to pound him. Those deep strokes slowed down. Thomas rolled his hip and took Kai for his pleasure. He wrapped his arms around his waist and worked his twitching wet hole. He placed kisses along his smooth back and delivered plow after plow. Thomas pulled Kai toward the edge of the bed and pulled out of him. You could hear the splatter of liquid hitting the floor. The sound came from Kai’s dripping wet hole.
Thomas rolled him onto his back and eased himself back inside. Kai’s gaping hole welcomed him. Thomas worked his lower back, providing deep and hard thrusts. His cock brushed every inch of Kai’s insides. His moans grew louder and louder. Kai’s insides felt like wet clay. His high-pitched moans turned Thomas on more than usual. The headboard rocked and thumped against the wall. Thomas tried to reach deeper into Kai’s depths. His fucking grew faster and more erratic. He pounded into him like a hammer pounding a nail. Kai dug his nails into Thoams’s back. Kai looked into Thomas's face, but instead of seeing his boyfriend of three years, he saw Peyton’s face.
“Oh fuck,” he screamed as his cock exploded with cum.
The walls in his anus clenched around Thomas’s dick. The exquisite pressure and pleasure were too much. Kai’s walls pulled the cum right out of his cock. He roared as he cock twitched and flooded his man with hot cum. The scratch that Kai wanted had yet to be given.
“I wanna go again, Kai confessed, breathless.
“Holy shit!” Thomas was clearly shocked. “What has gotten into you?”
“Hopefully, you,” Kai said in the best version of a seductive voice as he touched his cum filled hole.
Kai stepped off the elevator with Thomas. As he walked across the lobby with his boyfriend, his eyes couldn’t help but search for Peyton. He wanted to just briefly catch a glimpse of Peyton. There was something he couldn’t quite understand or grasp. Why was he so infatuated by the man? He secretly hoped that maybe a glimpse of Peyton would satisfy the part of his mind that lingered on the gorgeous stranger.
Thomas stopped in his tracks. He tightened his grip around Kai’s hand. Kai quickly glanced at their interlocked fingers and then at Thoams. The man’s cheeks had turned rosy red. He was starting off into the distance. Kai’s eyes followed Thomas’s direction. He let out a small gasp.
All the pictures from the mixer were on display. Each one sat on a gold stand. They were all portrait-size and ready for eyes to pick them apart. In the middle was the photo of Kai in the snow. It was the most beautiful one of all. His sex appeal and innocent like charm were captured almost effortlessly.
“You didn’t tell me you took a photo.” The words came out stiff. The man was still shocked by the sight in front of him.
Kai was in utter disbelief. He couldn’t find the words to speak. Thomas dropped Kai’s hand as he slowly crept up on the photo. He couldn’t believe how incredibly hot and perfect Kai appeared. He reached out and ran his fingers across the photo. It was as if someone had shone a light on Kai’s deepest and hidden parts. He quickly turned around and smiled at him.
“You look incredible, babe. Who took this,” he asked as he turned around to face Kai.
“Um,” Kai began. “I don’t recall his name. He was taking pictures of everyone and everything.”
“I’m shocked you let him take this photo. You look great. I’m the luckiest guy in the world,” he beamed with joy and excitement.
Kai glanced at the picture. Memories of being in the snow under Peyton’s direction filled his mind and made his body warm. It was unusual for Kai to see himself as something or someone so gorgeous and sexy. He suddenly felt a rush of anxiety around it.
“Can we take it down, please,” he asked aloud.
“I don’t know. I guess we could wait for someone from the office to come in and ask,” Thomas answered as honestly as he could.
“It’s a picture of me. I should have a say so in it,” he said.
“Babe,” Thomas called. He could see how uneasy the entire ordeal was making Kai. “I’ll stick around and make sure they take it down. Go catch your train.”
Thomas knew that Kai suffered from an inability to see how beautiful, sexy, and desirable he was. It was an argument they often had that never yielded any results. He had learned to let Kai live with his thoughts.
Kai sighed, “Thank you.”
The Blue Line train pulled into Revere Beach. Kai quickly boarded the crowded train. Two minutes later, the train pulled into Beachmont. More people boarded the already crowded train. Kai felt himself being pushed back into the crowd of people. One minute after that, the train arrived at Suffolk Downs station. The doors opened, and more people flooded the train. Kai knew this would go on for two more stops. People heading into Boston usually didn’t start departing the train until the Airport stop.
Kai moved towards the very back. He didn’t want to keep getting pushed by people. He maneuvered his way through them. At the very back, he came face to face with Peyton. His body ran cold with chills. He hadn’t expected to see him.
Peyton felt his life come alive when his eyes met Kai’s. He hadn’t stopped thinking about him since the first time he laid eyes on him. The look Kai was giving made him hot inside. It was hypnotic and chaotic. It was sexy and riveting, to say the least.
Kai spoke first, “You put my picture on display.”
“I did.” Peyton owned it right away. His honesty was refreshing in a sultry way.
“Why,” he asked. “Why would you do that, Peyton?”
“So that everyone could see what I see, and what I see is an incredible sex and beautiful man.”
Kai briefly blushed. Then he just barely squinted his eyes at Peyton. His skin glowed, and his eyes scanned Peyton harder and deeper than before. Kai felt like an animal that couldn’t be tamed. The look rocked Peyton to his sexual core.
“Don’t look at me that way,” Peyton whispered over the loud sound of the train racing along the track.
Kai stepped forward and asked, “How am I looking at you?”
“If looks could fuck me,” he paused and breathed in Kai’s scent. “You’d be the only one inside of me.”
Kai quickly looked around. Everyone seemed to be in their own world. He knew he shouldn’t be entertaining things with Peyton. It was wrong and disrespectful. Yet, for some reason, it felt refreshing and exciting. Maybe it was because it was something so forbidden. Maybe it was because it was so out of character. Whatever the reason, he couldn’t resist. He had to play fire with fire, desire for desire, and sin for sin.
Kai bit his lip and asked, “What if I disappoint you?”
“Not possible,” Peyton quickly answered as he let out a long, sexually frustrated sigh.
“Anything is possible.” The words came out of Kai like a subtle whisper.
Peyton laughed, “Therefore, it’s possible you’ll never disappoint me.”
“You’re married.”
“You have a boyfriend. Yet here we are face to face, slowly crossing every impossible line.”
Kai responded, “No. We’re not crossing lines. This is just conversation.”
The train jerked, and Kai went forward. He fell into Peyton’s arms. The opportunity wasn’t missed by Peyton. He quickly pulled Kai closer and wrapped his arms around him tightly. The two looked into each other’s eyes. That spark was there and growing bigger and brighter by the second.
“The irony,” Peyton smiled and said. The irony was beautiful. Kai had just tripped over some imaginary line that could easily be the universe's way of telling him he was going to cross every line with Peyton.
Kai closed his eyes and shook his head from side to side. The attraction he felt toward Peyton was stronger than anything he’d felt in a long time. It felt almost dangerous in this pleasurable way. The chemistry between them was undeniable.
Peyton ran his hand across Kai’s right face cheek. He gasped at the feel of Peyton’s touch. It made his pulse race. Peyton snaked his arm around Kai’s neck and then ran his fingers through his long, wavy, curly hair. Kai closed his eyes, and his body melted into nothingness. He knew he was locked in, and there was no way of escaping the fire that burned within the both of them.
They were like two volcanoes on the verge of erupting. The passion made the ground beneath their souls shake. The train pulled into the Maverick stop, and then it took off, racing through the dark underwater tunnel beneath the Boston Harbor.
Kai whispered, “Peyton.”
“Yes.”
“Kiss me!”
Peyton smiled inside. Those words made him smile. He pulled Kai even tighter to his body. They didn’t care if anyone saw them. They needed to have their moment. Their lips met with hunger and fire. Peyton’s lips covered Kai’s lips. His thick tongue slid inside Kai’s mouth. Kai returned the kiss with equal parts fire and desire. All reason and rationale faded away. Kai’s hands moved to the front of Peyton’s pants.
Kai could feel Peyton’s growing member against his hand. The feel of such a powerful tool made his heart flutter, and his body erupted with pleasure. He squeezed his perfect hand around Peyton’s cock. The action surprised Peyton. He opened his eyes as they kissed. The effects of it all quickly calmed and soothed his response. The train pulled into the Aquarium stop just as they pulled away from their kiss.
“We can get a room at the Marriott,” Peyton said as he pulled Kai with him toward the exit.
Peyton stepped off the train, and Kai pulled his hand away. Peyton stood on the platform and turned around to face him. Kai suddenly had this nervous look on his face. It was like he had suddenly realized what he was contemplating doing.
“Are we really just about to jump and do this,” he asked.
“I want to if you want to, Kai.”
Peyton held his hand out. Kai stared at it. The decision made him a ball of nerves. He wanted to explore his attraction to Peyton, and at the same time, he wanted to be completely and totally faithful to Thomas. The doors began beeping, signaling that they were about to close.
Kai closed his eyes, inhaled, and exhaled. The doors began to close. Peyton nodded his head, and just as he was about to drop his hand, Kai’s arm slid through the door and grabbed his hand. Peyton smiled brighter than he had ever smiled before.
The doors opened, and Kai stepped off the train. Peyton pulled him close, and they gazed into each other’s beautiful, lust-filled eyes. There was no going back. There was only going forward.
“One time and one time only,” Kai said as he pushed his entire body into Peyton’s.
Peyton slowly nodded and said, “One time!”
They kissed once more. It was softer and gentler than the kiss they shared on the train. They held hands, and Peyton led him away from the platform to the Boston Marriott Long Wharf Hotel to succumb to their secret desires!
TO BE CONTINUED
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