Confounded: Part II - 46. Chapter 46

CHAPTER 46 --==Kit’s POV==--

Waking up the next morning, with Tom in my arms, was like waking to a dream. Only this one was very real. I’d dreamed about this, waking up with boyfriend; a nice long good-morning kiss, his body close, its heat against me as we slowly woke to a new day.

The latter was definitely true. Laying on my back, Tom had moved a leg over mine and his arm was draped over my stomach. His head lay in the crook of my neck, his warm breath coming even, brushing over my skin. But as for the rest; I didn’t dare wake him. It was so early and he slept like a rose and looked so relaxed, I just couldn’t do it. Which also meant I wouldn’t be getting that nice long good-morning kiss.

Well that was just unacceptable! Every part of my dream had come true; I had to make it perfect!

Slowly moving my arm, the one I’d shoved underneath his head, I began caressing Tom’s back, lightly touching it with my fingertips, and he moved a little, sighing deeply. But he didn’t wake or open his eyes. Which was fine. I liked this. I could touch him, smell him, feel him. That was enough and besides; we’d been pretty busy, during the night. I knew he’d been exhausted because I just couldn’t get enough of him. It had been perfect!

He moved a little as I caressed him, closer to me, and I grinned stupidly. Oh yeah, this was definitely the stuff of my dreams. And he seemed to like was I was doing, using the palm of my hand, slowly ghosting over his skin.

“I love you.”

Then, on the side of my neck, he moved his nose a bit, rubbing the tip lightly on my skin, deeply sighing.

“Love you too,” he mumbled.
Ah, so he was awake. And that was freaking awesome to hear! Yesss! Again, please.
Okay, so my heart sang a little. Sue me. I felt like dancing, man. But…inside. Hah!

“Morning,” I yawned, stretching, “thought you weren’t awake?”

“Just now.”
He pressed himself even closer.
“That feels good.”
I pressed my lips on his forehead because I couldn’t really reach his mouth.
“What time is it?”

I looked at the alarm and told him, causing him to rise onto an elbow and see for himself. He looked sleepy. And hot, with his hair mussed up like that, his eyes still hooded from sleep. I let the hand on his back travel up, cupping his head and I gave him a long, deep goodmorning kiss. Oh man, it didn’t get any more perfect than this! Perfect! W00t!

His now moist lips formed into a faint smile when I laid my head back down on the pillow. He rose a little and laid his arm on my chest. Then he put his chin on it and yawned.

“So why you up this early?”

“Gotta go to work, remember?” I replied, mimicking his yawn.
Glancing at the alarm again, I saw that there was little more than about an hour left to the actually rising time.

“Ah…”
He actually seemed disappointed. Or maybe that was just wishful thinking, but that made me feel great. Was he gonna miss me, today?

“Gonna miss me?”
He rolled his eyes.

“Oh yeah, like a whore missing the clap.” I snickered. Rude! “Well, don’t you have to get up then?”
I lifted the duvet.

“Already am?”
Heh. He followed my gaze down and then did a double take, an eyebrow raised.

“Jesus, four times wasn’t enough?”

“Nope,” I grinned, really enjoying that I could just do this; show him and feel like it was allowed and okay to do that. “Wanna make it five? We should have enough time…”

“Dude…seriously; I need recuperation time.”
He belayed the comment by moving his hand down and taking hold of me, wiggling his eyebrows.
“I’m gonna need an IV man,” he sighed, looking down again, slowly pumping. “And drugs. And backup drugs.”

“Shut up,” I said, feeling a fit of laughs bubbling up to my throat. “God, it feels so good when you…do…that!”
He’d swiped his thumb over the sensitive tip, making me haltingly speak those last few words.

“Do you want me to…” he nodded down, “take care of it?”

“Ahuh,” I answered, watching as he moved down. Spreading my legs, he settled between them, squeezing me tight in his hand on a stroke up; then he licked a pearling bead of clear liquid off the slit. Oh man, I’d take back my earlier dream and adapt it with a goodmorning kiss and a blowjob!

And then I was in his mouth. Placing my hand on the back of his head, I loved the feel of him, hot and wet around me, sucking and sliding, and his hand on my balls, weighing them, rolling them. I watched him as he took me deep in his mouth, his other hand wrapped around the base; it looked so hot.

“Ah! Wow…”
He kept up the suction, moving his hand up and down my shaft with the motions.
“Turn around…sit on my chest.”

Doing as I asked, Tom moved, never letting me out of his mouth, and once in position, presented me with the most beautiful sight of all; his cock, at full mast, and his balls, tight in their sack. And right above, the entrance to heaven, pink, puckered and thoroughly used during the night. We’d done it all night, sometimes sleeping for an hour, maybe a little more. Then I’d woken him, or he me, and gone at it again. I’d felt on top of the world, each time.

Extending my tongue, I licked the back of his balls and stroked all the way up, in one swoop, settling on his hole, lapping, circling; God, how I loved to do this. He tasted so good!
Using my fingers and royally lubing them with spit, I slid inside. And, as I had learned during the night, I found his sweetspot.

Tom moaned as I was lodged deep in his throat.

“You like that, baby?” I whispered against his flesh before diving in again, holding my tongue rigid and entering, then rapidly thrusting; he’d admitted to liking that a lot. He was nice and slick already. Withdrawing, I used two fingers and a little more spit.

I’d been inside of him maybe a little over an hour and a half ago. And damn, I wanted him again. It felt so good to take him!

“I want to fuck you again,” I whispered.
Letting me escape from his mouth, he held me while moving himself a little closer to my mouth. I planted a kiss on him, and another lick, moaning myself. So good!

“I thought you had to get up soon?”
I groaned softly when he flicked his thumb over the head again, pumping his hand. I thrust into it.

“Mhm,” I moaned. But I really wanted him. “There’s time. Suit me up.”
Looking over his shoulder, he grinned and turned, going off me and reached to the nightstand, grabbing the box of Trojans and the bottle of lube beside it. And then groaned.

“Empty.”

“What!?”
I sat up, resting on my elbows, watching as he tipped the box over, showing it empty.
“We used them all?”

“Ahuh…it wasn’t…full, y’know. I've had them for a year; I was surprised they hadn't expired yet.”

“Damn,” I sighed, letting myself fall back. I guess I could go to my room to get some more...

“We don’t need them, if you don’t want to,” he said, almost inaudibly. “I already told you; I got tested. I’m clean...”
Lifting my head I sought his gaze and he blushed when I raised an eyebrow.
“Nevermind, forget I said that.”

“No…wait, it’s…well, you’re my first, so I know I’m okay…”

“We still have lube…”
The idea excited me. I’d gone a bit soft because of this hiccup but thinking about doing it without, to have nothing between us...
Full cockstand in seconds.

“Get over here,” I grinned.
He wiggled his eyebrows and flipped over the bottle of lube, catching it handily but remaining where he was, sending me a toothy grin in return.

“Hmm…I dunno. I think I may have second thoughts about this…”
Jacknifing up, I scooted off the bed and caught him, just as he was about to make a runner for it.

“Second thoughts? I don’t think so,” I grinned back.
Then I cought the sight of us, naked and both hard, in the mirror. And got an idea.

Grabbing him, I bodily lifted him up and took the few steps over, then set him down again, pilfering the bottle away from him.

“Turn around. Hands on both sides of the mirror…”
His eyes widening, he did as I said; and as our eyes met in the mirror, he realized my idea.

“You kinky…” he began, just as I’d pressed a dollop on my fingers and brought it to his ass, “Oh! Cold!”
Grinning, I rubbed it on him, sliding a finger inside easily, causing him to grunt.
“Mmm-yeah...fuck…slowly…”
I added another finger, slowly as requested. But he remained where he was, his legs spread a bit and when he began to thrust against my finger, I knew he was ready.

The excitement to do it without protection and standing up, and see what it would do with him as I took him almost got the better of me. But I got a good amount of lube on my shaking fingers before I dropped the bottle, coating myself with it. Bending my knees a good bit, I lined up with him, rubbing my cock over his hole and then pushed. And when he gave way, relaxing to let me inside, I looked up to watch, just in time to see his eyes flutter shut as he bit his lower lip again.

“Oh wow…damn man, that feels…different,” he sighed, moaning when I slid deeper.

It sure did feel different! Better! Much, much better, in fact.

Pulling back almost all the way out, I pushed back in and looked down to see. It was the most awesome sight I’d seen; and we’d already done a few things during the night that I had thought amazingly good. But this topped it, a thousand times over.

The slide of my cock was so easy now, and feeling him without a barrier, closing in on all sides of me, squeezing around me…
Slowly I thrust in and out, watching, fascinated by the sight, burying myself deeper by every stroke, listening to him moan; he pushed against me, to take more of me inside. He really liked it.

“Oh fuck, yeah…God…harder!”

I placed my hands on his hips and I pushed in harder and he whined and that sound; I knew he loved it as much as I did. Doing it again, and again, faster and harder, listening to him crying out that it felt so fucking good, it fired me up something fierce and I joined in on the vocals, groaning loudly when he squeezed me wonderfully hard.

“You want it harder?” I moaned horny.

“Mhm…”

One of his hands had disappeared between his legs and I saw his arm move rapidly. Looking up, I saw he was jacking himself off like mad, his face contorted, his teeth all showing, leaning forward with one hand supporting. He clamped around me like a vice.

“You gonna come, baby?”

“Yeah, I’m close! So close!” He moaned.
I slowed down a little; I wasn’t there yet.

“Nuh-uh! C’mon…Kit..please…ahhhh! Fuck you!”
I couldn’t help but snicker.

“Tsk…no, but I’ll fuck you!”
Slamming in particularly hard then, he had no choice but to let go of himself and seek the extra support; and then I took him as hard as I could. And that was pretty hard!

It was mindblowingly awesome! He couldn’t do anything but take it, he cussed and whined, even shouting some words I’d never heard before. And it seemed a fitting punishment to delay his climax for that; I wanted to come first.

“You don’t come before I do,” I panted, fired up like something out of this world. I was sweating! “You hear? I’m first.”
In everything!
He cussed again.

“Say it!”

“Fuck you! Owwwwoww…owwwwoww!”

“Do I feel good inside you?”

“Yeah…God yeah…”

“Who’s first?!”

“You!!! Owww, jesus…slower…”
Absolutely not.

I sped up even faster, going as deep as I could, and watched in the mirror; and I saw he loved it this way. I was hurting him, and he loved it. Even contorted, there was this slight grin on his face. And seeing myself, behind him, fucking him; this was exactly where I belonged. Deep in him. And I was gonna come, in him. Oh yeah!

Feeling my orgasm come, flashing through my loins, I pulled him as hard as I could against me, every time, as deep as I could get into him and even pulled him clear off the support, making him stand there, almost doubled over. And as I did, his hand disappeared between his legs again.

“I’m coming,” I panted. “I’m gonna come in you. Oh shit!! Tom!!”

There was whining and loud moaning and groaning from the both of us as it became a race to a finish so unbelievably explosive, it felt like my balls were trying to come through. It could have been him howling as I came, or me, I don’t know; but it was ecstatic and felt so extremely good, I almost fainted.

Movement inside of him became so smooth and slick once I’d ejaculated, Tom actually used that easy friction to bring himself to his own finish; rapidly he jerked off, contracting around me as I still remained inside of him, keeping up with his thrusts. Then, on one of the in-strokes, he also came, his tired muscles rapidly milking the remaining seed from me.

Withdrawing, I couldn’t help but grin at the amount of cum that came with it as I popped out and tiredly staggered backwards, falling back onto the bed when the back of my knees connected to it, panting like a bull. Oh my god...

Then the alarm went off, and I began to laugh.

“See? Told you we had time.”

Lifting my head, I barely noted his naked backside as he disappeared into the bathroom. But an arm came back around the doorpost.
He flipped me the finger.

“Love you too!”

**********

“Beast,” he hissed, as I sat down next to Tom at the breakfast table. Taylan was busy at the counter, his back turned to us. Dad hadn’t arrived yet.

As he showered, I’d gone back to my room, to take a shower of my own and get dressed. It’d been different, sneaking out of his room and back to mine, my clothes in a bundle in front, tiptoeing naked through the house. And just in time, too; as I’d gone into my room, I heard the shower nextdoor turn on. Which meant that Tay would’ve caught me redhanded, had it been even five minutes later.
But I didn’t feel guilty.

“You loved it,” I whispered back, grinning, taking a sip of milk and reaching for a slice of bread.

“I can’t sit for a week, man.”
He moved gingerly but couldn’t really hide that upturned corner of his mouth.
Oh, I liked it very much, that he said that. It would remind him of me all day.

“Good. So you're saying you wanna do it again?”

“Sure. Same place, same time, tomorrow?”
Ah man; I couldn’t love him more than I did right then.

“You got yourself a date,” I answered, winking.