Victor McNemara is still dealing with his new reality. He has a son, his engagement has been revoked, and his career is in shambles, going from CEO to a co-owner of a small start-up company. On top of that, his best friend leaves his side due to som...
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Victor's mind was elsewhere. We went to see a movie the day after his son's birthday party, and while he kept on talking to me during our dinner and then later after the movie ended, it seemed like his heart wasn't really in it. I tried asking him what was going on, but he just shook his head, telling me the situation with his best friend wasn't as good as he thought, and it was giving him a headache. Apparently, he couldn't tell me much, even if he wanted to, because he had no idea what was going on. He just had a feeling there was something wrong with his friend.
Great.
This explanation of his almost gave me a headache as well. I was an easy guy. The most probable answer was what usually worked for me, so when Vic didn't have an answer, only a feeling, I was lost. People who overcomplicated things usually ended up with high blood pressure, so that was a big no for me. I was too young to stress over unnecessary nonsense.
"You know, I could help you forget all about it," I said on our way home from the cinema, hoping he would be up for it. It's been a while since we had sex, and while I enjoyed and suggested some days without, this wasn't one of them.
I was horny, simple as that.
Vic looked at me, his eyes glazing over. I could still see some worries in the form of tight skin around his eyes, but his overall demeanor changed when I hinted at having sex.
"Are you sure you are up for it? I might need a bit more of your time than usual," he said, his voice rough with desire.
I loved his sexy voice. It turned deeper, almost desperate but demanding at the same time. My toes curled at the anticipation of what was to happen once we were somewhere private.
I was a goner. He had me completely wrapped around his finger.
Grabbing his arm, I dragged him towards the only decent hotel in the neighborhood, checking us in and hurrying up into our room for the night. We both needed to unwind.
"Wanna shower first?" I asked with my sweatshirt already off, unzipping my jeans. I was already half-hard just thinking about his naked body and his hands all over me.
"Wanna shower together?" he replied, grinning when I turned around with such speed I almost tripped over my own foot. He was also in the middle of undressing. Or more like at the end of it. His t-shirt and jeans were already on the floor, and he was standing there only in his boxers. All of my blood rushed south at the sight.
"Screw the shower. We can clean up later." I finished undressing in a matter of seconds, helping Victor out of his boxers, enjoying every moment of it as his already hard cock sprung free, asking for attention.
"I'm glad I'm not the only one craving it so much," I mumbled, not waiting for his answer. I dropped to my knees, taking his full length in my mouth. The faint smell of sweat and man combined with the salty and bitter taste filling my mouth made me almost lose it. I had to focus all of my attention on the delicious piece of Victor in my mouth to avoid touching myself and ending it all on my own before we even started. The groan I got in response to my more insistent sucking was enough of an encouragement for me to continue. Sex was more than a means to get off on my own. Seeing my partner completely shatter in front of me out of pure bliss was part of the experience, and I needed it to enjoy the act to the fullest.
