Until We Meet Again

Chapter 33

Xavier

My heart raced as I gazed down at Calvin's beautiful face lying in my lap. I couldn't resist running my fingers through his hair, savoring the soft texture. "So, summer is almost here," he spoke up, breaking the silence. "Are you taking any classes?" I shook my head, "No, not this year. I took some last year." He nodded in understanding, "Same here. I already have enough stress as it is." I couldn't help but feel worried for him. "How about we go on a vacation? Take some time to relax and unwind?" I suggested. His response was hesitant, "I don't know, I'll have to see." Suddenly, his phone vibrated, interrupting our conversation. We both glanced down at it, "Not my mom trying to call me," Calvin grumbled, ignoring the call. "It's okay, Calvin. Don't worry about her." I reassured him.

But then he had a question for me, "Did you hear what my mom said? Is that why you came to pick me up?" I shook my head, "No, I was already on my way to pick you up. But when you called, I was getting gas for my car. I did hear what she said, though." Calvin turned to face me, his eyes searching mine. I couldn't resist leaning down and kissing him gently on the forehead. "I could stare into those beautiful gree eyes all day," Calvi admitted, unable to tear my gaze away from him. "I know, they're beautiful," I replied, my tone full of admiration. "Wait, did I say that out loud?" Calvin blushed, embarrassed. "Yes, and who cares? I can't stop staring into your big, brown eyes," I confessed. His cheeks turned even redder, "No, you didn't make me blush," he lied. But I could tell he was feeling the same way I was.

Leaning in again, I captured his lips with mine, our passion igniting. Calvin's body shifted, his legs wrapping around my waist as he pinned me against the headboard of the bed. His arms encircled my neck as we continued to kiss, our desire for each other growing with each passing moment. I couldn't resist kissing his neck, "Daddy," he moaned, sending shivers down my spine. I gently sucked on his neck, my hands roaming over his body. I couldn't resist squeezing his butt cheeks, eliciting another moan from him.

But then he shifted, leaning his head over my other shoulder. I couldn't resist lifting him up, holding onto his waist as I laid him down on the bed. Bending forward, I lifted his shirt off, tossing it to the ground. My lips traveled down his chest, stopping at his nipples. I took one into my mouth, biting down gently, "Yes, Daddy," he moaned, his pleasure evident.

I sensually suck on his right nipple, then slowly strip off my jeans and boxers. "Can I taste it?" Calvin asks, his voice dripping with desire. "Of course," I reply, my tone seductive. He gets off the bed and I sit down, eagerly waiting for his next move. Calvin takes hold of my throbbing cock and slides it into his mouth, sending shivers down my spine. I close my eyes, lost in the pleasure of his expert mouth. He then starts to play with my balls, causing me to moan in ecstasy. "Don't do that, I'm going to cum," I warn him, unable to hold back any longer. With one final moan, I release my hot load into his mouth.

I look up to see Calvin's mouth still on my cock, and I quickly sit up to make sure he's okay. "Are you alright, Calvin?" I ask, concern in my voice. He nods, a mischievous smile on his face. I notice some cum has dribbled out of his mouth and I quickly wipe it away with my finger. "We don't want to waste any of this," I say with a grin, before licking my finger clean.

I then directs Calvin to lay down and I happily oblige. He climbs onto the bed, leaning against the headboard. I grab hold of his legs, pulling his ass closer to my face. I eagerly insert my tongue into his tight hole, causing him to moan. "Lean forward," I instruct him, wanting to taste every inch of him. He does as I say and I continue to pleasure him with my tongue. "Oh daddy," he moans, driving me wild. I feel his tongue on my cock and I moan in ecstasy. I sit up, telling him to move his ass closer to my face.

I continue to lick and suck on his tight hole, while he expertly sucks my cock. "I'm going to cum," Calvin announces, and I keep going, determined to make him reach his climax. I feel his warm juices release onto my chest, and I can't help but moan in pleasure.

I remove my tongue from his ass and he rolls over, a satisfied grin on his face. "I'll be right back," I say, getting off the bed and heading to the bathroom. I grab some tissue to clean up, before returning to the bed. "Xavier," Calvin groans, clearly wanting more. "I'm coming," I say with a smirk, grabbing a condom from my backpack. "We can't do it raw?" he asks, disappointment in his voice. "Yes, we can. But..." I trail off, knowing the importance of safe sex. "Yeah," he cheers, clearly understanding.

"Wait, wait, wait. If my mom saw that photo, who else could have? What if the entire university saw it? Xavier, I'm scared." He whimper, hia voice trembling with fear. "Don't worry, baby. I'll protect you. No one's going to touch you as long as I'm here," Calvin reassures me, his voice deep and seductive. I pull him closer to me, my hands wrapping around his body.

As I grab hold of my hard dick, slowly inserting it into his tight butthole, Calvin can't help but let out a soft moan. "Baby," he gasps, "next time, give me a heads up."

I throw the blanket off of us, my heart racing with excitement. I lift one of Calvin's legs, positioning him just right, and then I speed up, thrusting my dick into his ass with force. "Fuck," Calvin groans, his pleasure evident in his voice.

"Aww shit," I moan in response, my heart beating wildly as we lose ourselves in the moment. "I'm going to cum" Calvin says "me too" I join in. One more hit aganist Calvin ass and I'm cumming all inside of his buy hole. Calvin's squirted all over his side of bed.

After a few minutes, I ordered Calvin to strip the bed sheets from the bed. He handed me the sheets and we made our way downstairs to the laundry room. "Don't even think about it, Calvin," I warned as he climbed on top of the washer. But of course, he didn't listen. I grabbed him by the waist and pulled him off, giving him a stern look. "Do you want to be punished?" I asked, knowing full well that he did. Calvin nodded eagerly, so I obliged.

As we walked out of the laundry room, he followed behind me like a lost puppy. "So, what now?" he asked as we entered the kitchen. "Now, you get your punishment," I said with a sly grin. I grabbed a glass and filled it with water, watching as Calvin's eyes widened in anticipation. "What's so funny?" he asked, desperate for any hint of what was coming. "Oh, nothing," I chuckled, enjoying the suspense.

"Please, Xavier, tell me," Calvin pleaded, his pouty face only adding to the mischievous twinkle in my eye. "Nope," I replied, putting on an apron from the kitchen hook. "Are you cooking?" Calvin asked, intrigued. "Yes, and you're going to help me," I said, grabbing ingredients from the fridge and setting them on the counter. Calvin sat there, watching me intently as I cooked, his smile growing wider with each passing minute.

I had Calvin cut up the carrots, and the bell peppers for me. Once the food was ready, I plate the food. I grab my plate, and Calvin follows me into the dinning room.