You belong with me

Have you ever thought, just maybe

"I don't know why I have to tell you this again, but please break up with her," Charles said to Carlos once more.

Carlos sighed and stopped eating.

The three of us were having lunch in the university canteen.

"We made up, okay? It's all good now," Carlos said, raising his hands.

I listened to their conversation while nibbling on my burger.

"She doesn't deserve you, Carlos," Charles insisted.

"I don't know why you always say that," Carlos questioned.

"You're too blind to see her actions, but we are not," Charles replied.

I didn't have any classes on Friday, so I decided to stay back at the apartment and work on my thesis.

When I heard the apartment door open, I assumed it was Carlos coming home early from the university. I took my time before going to greet him.

As I walked into the living room to ask what we should order for lunch, I was met with an unbelievable sight. Carlos was naked on the sofa, his hands tied, a cock ring on his penis. Rebecca was still fully clothed, using a vibrator on him.

I stood there in shock, unable to believe what I was seeing. I yelled loudly and retreated to my room, slamming the door behind me. I had no idea what happened in the living room after that.

I saw Carlos naked, his cock long and hard. He sometimes roams the apartment with only a towel on after showering, but I never looked at him because I knew my mindless cock would get aroused. But now, here I am, seeing him fully naked.

I don't want to face Carlos. I can't talk to him. I can't discuss this. I don't know what to say to him, whether to apologize or not. My mind is blank.

Later in the evening, I managed to go to the living room and saw Carlos sitting on the sofa watching a football match. He gave me a soft smile when he saw me. There was no sign of Rebecca.

I slowly sat beside him. "I know this may be awkward, but I'm sorry for what happened earlier," I apologized to Carlos.

He laughed loudly. I didn't know why he was laughing. "Why are you laughing, Carlos?" I asked curiously.

"You must have been so shocked," Carlos said, still laughing.

"I was! I saw you in that... situation. Oh my God, I can't even imagine it again," I said, closing my face with my hands.

He put his hand on my shoulder and gently pushed me back so my spine touched the sofa.

"I hope you liked what you saw," Carlos said teasingly.

"What?" I replied, swallowing hard.

He leaned in, his lips inches from mine. "My cojones, I hope you liked it. I'm quite proud of it," Carlos said with a smirk.

I looked into his eyes, then at his lips, and back again. I wanted to kiss him so badly, but I held back and didn't answer his question.

He laughed again and leaned back.

"I'm so sorry, Lando. We should've gone to my room instead of doing it on the sofa. I forgot you stayed back," he said apologetically.

"Please let me know if you two will indulge in that again so I can stay away from the apartment and give you some privacy," I said.

Carlos laughed again and said, "Okay."

Later that night, I couldn't take my mind off the scene I saw that afternoon. Carlos likes to be a sub? He loves all of this? My focus kept returning to his hard, pink cock adorned with that beautiful pink cock ring. I wanted to devour him whole; he was such a baby girl. I tried to stop myself from thinking all those nasty thoughts about him, but I couldn't. I screamed into my pillow, but it didn't help. Finally, I decided to finger myself and wank until I fell asleep.

I took my whole tub of lube and scooped out a generous portion, slamming it onto my hole. Then I imagined...

"Whoa, you like that? My fingers in your hole?" Carlos asked.

"Yes!" I answered.

He took more lube and gently applied it to my hole. "Your hole looks nice, pink, and fuckable," Carlos said.

"Oh, yeah! That’s for you."

Suddenly, Carlos inserted two fingers into my tight heat, slowly thrusting in and out. I gasped, but Carlos covered my mouth with his. His mouth felt like it belonged there. While he worked on my lips with his, his fingers continued their rhythm in my hole. He pulled my lower lip with his teeth.

"Ahh," I cried.

He slowly traveled down to my neck, leaving a hickey, pink and hot, then reached my nipples.

"I love your nipples, small and erect, they fit nicely in my mouth." He tasted my right nipple while working his fingers in my hole.

He spat on my right nipple and then looked into my eyes. "You’ll get the best nipple play there is," Carlos said.

I blushed. Then he devoured it. The room filled with my moans and his sucking sounds. After a while, he moved to my left nipple. "Next time, we should put nipple clamps on these," he said.

"Okay, please buy those for me," I pleaded.

"Anything for you, Lanno," he said.

He slowly increased the number of fingers, from two to three, then three to four. I was a screaming mess.

Pre-cum was dripping from my erect cock.

"I’ll buy a cock ring too. It will look nice on your small pink cock, and you won’t be able to cum whenever you want like a whore."

He slapped my cock.

"Aghh," it felt so good. Then he spread my legs and entered me without warning.

"Arghh, whores don’t get anything slow," he said, pounding me at an animalistic pace. It hurt, but it felt so good. He folded me in half so my legs touched my chest. "Take it," he said, slapping my ass hard. Then again, another slap. He knew I was seconds away from my second orgasm, so he dropped my legs and started stroking my cock. My orgasm exploded, and my cum sprayed onto his hands.

In dreams, I succumbed twice to Carlos's passionate embrace before drifting into slumber's sweet embrace.