This chapter contains sexual intercourse between two men. If you are not a fan of this kind of stuff, feel free to escape by closing the page.
Warning: This chapter contains sexual intercourse between two men. Parental guidance is advised. (LOL! Haha!)
A/N: The man on the sidebar is 'Logan Franklin', and he'll portray 'EROS DYLAN DONOVAN', the STEP-FATHER.
Title: Accidentally Loving My Step-Father (#2 of Mister Series)
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Chapter 26
Noah Gerald Sky
The Date - Part 3
As my voice falters at the end of the song, Gloss's eyes well up with tears, threatening to pour out of his beautiful eyes. My hands immediately fly, cupping his cheeks and I stare deeply in his eyes. My forehead rests against his. Gloss sniffs.
"You're so special to me, Gloss." I croak. "Very special."
"I love you, Noah." He whispers, then he buries his face in the crook of my neck.
My whole body freezes as the words sink in my head. The hairs all over my body stand up. Those three words he just whispered makes the beat of my heart faster, like an upbeat love melodic song. I can't move. It's like my body is now is now soulless, like my brain has stopped working, but the blood is still running through my veins to my heart, making it pump faster and faster.
My lips are pursed, as if it's glued. It's like it's lost its ability to open and voice out the word that has been screaming in my head: I love you, too, Gloss.
But it stuck. Inside my head.
"It's okay, Noah. We still have lots of time. We have lots of time." He says as he nuzzles his nose against my collarbone, tickling my skin. I chuckle and kiss his forehead.
"Hell yeah, we have lots of time!" I agree, grinning up at him as I lean down, grab a handful of water with my palms, and throw it at him.
The water hits Gloss, drenching his clothes and he stares at me in shock before an cunning but evil smile tugs on his lips. He bends his knees and splashes water on me. My clothes are now soaked, clinging to my body. I growl and splash a water on me.
The water fight has now begun.
We start to play. We play like a 5 years old child, grinning, smiling, laughing, shouting, and throwing curses words with each other. We hide, then chase each other. Then the awkward moment comes.
As I run, Gloss tries to trip me, and he succeeds, but as I fall, my hands fly to his drenching shirt, clutching it. He falls with me, him on top of me. The water runs over me, either side of me, the water parting over my head, then connects at the end of my feet. I feel lost as my eyes connect with Gloss's. Like the water, there's an emotion flowing between our gazes.
The words John has thrown at me, about the sex with a man, bug me.
I want to make love with Gloss. But I don't know if he's ready yet. One thing to do to know. I push myself up with my elbows and capture Gloss's lips. As soon as our lips make contact, my heart says: I love you, Gloss! I love you, Gloss!
Flipping us, Gloss is now underneath me, kissing me back as he runs his hands up and down my back. Pulling away from the passionate kiss, I start to put trail of kisses across his jawline down to his neck, to his collar, then suck on his collarbones, biting it. Gloss releases an erotic groan that sends electric shock through my dîck, making it twitch.
Sex at the first date isn't romantic.
But making love at the first date is romantic.
Tugging at his shirt, he leans up and takes his shirt off of him and throws it somewhere and ravishes my lips again. Gloss is blowing my mind! He makes my head want to explode with this unexplainable, overwhelming feeling!
Soon, we are now both shirtless, Gloss is now only in his boxers. Nobody knows, or has any idea, who was the one who took it off, we just ignored it. My lips travel down to his chest, to his nipples. I start to suck on it and Gloss grabs a fistful of my hair and starts tugging it, which makes me groan and accidentally bites his nipple and Gloss releases a gasp out of pleasure. The tip of my tongue teases the sensitive bud of his nipple, rolling around it. Then I start to lick down his abs to his navel, then to groin, which is covered with his boxers. Eyeing it lustfully, my fingers slowly creep up and hook themselves onto the waistband of his boxers, and tug them down. Gloss's dÃck springs up proudly, standing straight, the slit dripping with pre-cüm. I've never sucked a dìck before, but with Gloss, it's freaking okay. I want to experience sex with a man; much better to my male lover. Gloss gasps, shutting his eyes tightly. I tell him to watch me do it, and he reluctantly opens his eyes, gazing down on me. My tongue flicks to the mushroom head as my hand travels to the big and thick body of his dÃck, wrapping my fingers around it as I pump it up and down. The taste of him is a mixture of a salty and sweet and velvety taste. Odd but tasty and good. My head starts to bob up and down his dïck, sucking it with all my might, and in return, Gloss keeps voicing out his moans, grunts, groans, and pants. Which makes me suck him more.
Seconds later, my boxers are now gone, threwn somewhere around us, my free hand pleasuring myself as my lips wrap tightly around Gloss's big dÃck. I unwrap my fingers around his dïck and raises a finger, shoving it inside him. He releases a grunt. He whispers my name and my finger roams inside his hole. It's tight. Very tight. Good God, I can't wait to be inside him and make love with him. Pulling away myself from his cock, I stand up and kiss him on the lips, and add another finger inside his hole. He moans uncomfortably against my mouth and I whisper against his mouth that he needs to relax and stop clenching his muscles. He hums, and I shove a 3rd finger and start scissoring, stretching his tight hòle.
I place him in the low level water and lift his legs, placing it on my shoulders. The thought of having sex with a man is not disgusting at all. Especially if you love him. I love him. Leaning down, I capture his lips softly, and point the tip of my throbbing dìck in front of his hóle. He looks away, his cheeks heating up, a tint of cute colour pink starting to fill his cheeks. I rest my palm on his cheek and force him softly to look at me. I murmur that he doesn't need to be shy with me, that we're doing this because we want to, not because we're caught up in the heat of the moment.
Slowly and carefully, I push myself inside him and his hóle clenches around my aching dîck, which makes me groan in pleasure. Tight. My mouth hangs open, screaming silent moans as I slide myself deep inside Gloss. A tear slips down his face and I brush it away, whispering softly that he needs to relax. He draws in a breath, and exhales, then I feel his hòle relaxes. I start to thrust in and out of him. Every thrust is filled with emotions, desire, lust, passion, and love. Gloss throws his arms around my neck and back, scratching it. The scratches he's making on my back is making the beast wanting to come out of me. If the beast has the chance to take control of my body, I swear Gloss's body will be ripped in half because I will fuck him senseless and mercilessly. I fight against it. Instead, I focus my attention on his lips and capture it as I continue to pound in and out of him.
Our moans, pants, grunts, groans, muffled shouts, and hips slapping make a beautiful song with the soft sound of the water flowing, the melodic gush of the wind, and the rustle of the trees. Gloss whispers in my ear more, faster, deeper, and harder, and I oblige, but I try to keep the beast inside me. I don't want to hurt Gloss. I can say that this is the best sex I have fucking ever had. Mind-blowing, indeed. Gloss and I look in each other's eyes, a connection passing through our heated gaze. He whimpers and I can feel the climax traveling down to my abdomen, then to my balls, ready to erupt in the slit of my still aching dìck, who's inside of Gloss. Gloss murmurs in groans that he's about to explode, so I tell him that I am, too, and tell him to wait for me. He nods and in 5 minutes, we're spilling each other's essence. Gloss's loads come flying at any direction, landing down his sweaty and mouth-watering six-pack abs and to his nippes. It's teasing me, making me want to lick it sensually. I cùm inside him, exploding my essence on the walls of his tight hòle. I cùm a lot, and some of my loads start to leak out of his hóle while my dÃck is still inside him, still spurting my seed. After 2 minutes, I pull softly and carefully out of him. It still makes him wince in pain and I just peck his lips. He smiles at me. I pick him up, in a bridal style, because I know that he's sore and in pain. I start to walk and lead him to our tent. Sponsored by Ashton.
"You have that shit?" He asks me as he sees the big tent. I clearly forgot about the tent. "And you fucked me in the water. Romantic."
"Yeah, yeah, you loved it. Stop complaining." I say as I usher him inside the tent. As soon as we're inside, I zip it up and we lay down, Gloss's head resting on my chest. "Gloss, that was the best sex I've ever had. I loved it."
"Me, too, Noah. I loved every second of it."
"Good God, I still want to do it with you,"
"Stop being such a horny bastard and just sleep with me," he groans playfully and laughs. I laugh along with him.
"Yes, babe." I say, saluting at him. He chuckles and buries his face in the crook of my neck, hugging me tightly.
"I still want to do it with you," he says softly.
"Stop being such a horny jerk and just enjoy the sleeping moment," I counter, chuckling. He slaps me playfully on my chest and we both laugh.
I hug him and kiss his temple, my eyes already drooping. I peck his lips once more and let the unconsciousness goes inside our bodies and let the darkness made of sweet memories take our souls and bring us to a peaceful slumber