Universe (VegasPete) R18

Chapter 45 - Valentine's day special - Do it like a dude (+18)

-Pete-

"Vegas..."

"Come on my love, do it."

"Ah...Damn, it feels so good."

"Ah fuck...Just like that."

"Vegas..."

"Don't stop...Fuck..."

"Ah...Vegas."

"Don't stop, just move...Just like that."

"Ah...That's so good...Vegas..."

"Pete...Harder..."

"Like that?"

"Yes, my love...Fuck... Harder!"

"Vegas...You're so..."

"Ah don't stop Pete..."

"...You're so tight."

"Ah...Deeper! Just like that. You fuck me so good my love..."

"Vegas...I'm...I'm coming..."

"Ah! Fuck Pete...Come inside.... Come inside me, my love. Aaah Pete!"

...

I opened my eyes suddenly, gasping for air. I was in my bed, still in the hospital, in sweat.

What was that?

Holly mother of fucking fuck!

I looked down and quickly lifted the sheet. Damn it! I did. I did have a sex dream about me and Vegas, but this was not what I expected it to be...At all!

Did I just dream of me...doing...Vegas?!

Am I freaking losing my mind!? That's it. This is the end; they remove my beloved spleen and it's starting to affect my brain. I'm losing it and I'm going to die just like that thinking...Wait. But...

I lifted the sheet once again and titled my head, intrigued. I was aroused. And not just a bit aroused.

Little Pete was standing straight with all his potential showing up to the world. Too bad I was alone, and no one could see. And when I say no one, I mean Vegas!

I grabbed my phone and took a picture of the bump under the sheet. I looked at the picture and smirk.

Look at that son of a bitch, I can be big too!

I woke up around nine in the morning, horny like a ten-year ex-convict who just got out of jail, with a boner the size of my arm because I top Vegas in my dream.

This was the first time it happened since I know him. I have never considered for a second switching roles.

I never thought of it because I liked how things are and I never felt the need to...But I must confess that, yes, I did enjoy it in my dream. I enjoyed it very, very much.

I shook my head and slap my cheek slightly, trying to gather my thoughts when I suddenly heard steps in the hallway.

My eyes opened wide, and I quickly sat on the bed, trying to hide the bump between my legs with the sheet. I started to recite mantras in my head, my hand joined before me.

And slowly little Pete fell asleep again.

I started to hear voices coming from behind the close door. I leaned over a little and tried to listen. The first voice I recognized right away was Vegas' voice and the second was...

Porsche! This freaking bastard! I felt my blood boiling remembering what he did to me while I was unconscious. It was my chance!

I quickly lay back down, put my arms along my body and closed my eyes, pretending to sleep.

I heard the door opening slowly and steps coming my way.

"He is still sleeping...Maybe I should come back later." Porsche said, getting closer to my bed.

You're not going anywhere, you little shit!

"P-Porsche..." I said with a fake hoarse and fainting voice.