My Lover (BoyxBoy)

Lover

"Harder baby!" I screamed as he rammed into me. It was so good. It always is. "Ah! I-I'm close!" I was reaching my climax. The feeling was extraordinary, as always.

"Co-comin'! Ahhh!" My cum sprayed all over my torso as I felt his entering me.

I lay still for a few minutes, coming down from my high. I got out of my old, rickety bed and put on the fluffy, pink bunny slippers my lover got me for a joke. I treasure them, regardless. "I'm going to go wash up." I informed him. I never saw him, but I could imagine him smirking at that. Job well done, he always said, after he had made a mess of me.

I washed the drying semen off of my torso. My ass hurt from the treatment it received. A content sigh left my lips. What a wonderful pain, indeed.

After I was done with my shower, I went back to the room where my lover once resided. Gone out for groceries, I thought. It was 3 in the afternoon and it was what he was meant to do before...

He really can't keep it in his pants, I sighed.

...I got to warn you, I could go all night. It was a stupid pickup line - if you could even call it that - but it was one that lead to many more dates before we moved in together and brought this home. Multiple pictures of two handsome, young men, were scattered around the house. It's me and Jared, my lover of 17 years and counting.

My family are not one for commitment. My father is not my real father, just like the many before him. 1 year tops, for each of them to remain as such. My half brother, 5 years older than me, has also had his fair share of women. He still hasn't settled down and says he doesn't plan to, even though he's 44.

This must be the reason why they're always pestering me to leave Jared. Just because they have commitment issues, doesn't mean I have. My lovely lover and I are happily married for almost 14 years. Our anniversary is in a couple days. They can shove their 'concern', as they call it, up where the sun don't shine. Mind you, they haven't been all up in my business until about 3 years ago. I guess they got sick of waiting for me to dump Jared, as if that will ever happen. I love him and he loves me. In sickness and in health. That's all that matters.

I went to the unmade bed and picked up the toy he used on me. I blushed as I held up the long, thick rubbery thing and put it into the sterilizing water, that I kept on the dresser. His dusty reading glasses were the only other item present on there. He never cleans up, that lazy ass. Always has me doing it. Well I ain't doing it! My conscious told me. The feeling of looking at them made me get a knot in my stomach. Me and my stubbornness. I sighed, but listened to my conscious anyways. He can do it himself!

I made the bed though, (after washing my hands, of course) seeing as I was the one who messed that up. The depleting blush was creeping back up my face once again at my thoughts. That monster! Doing it in the day time! What if someone came in! Though I know only my mum would bother coming in, (mainly lecturing me about finding another guy) the embarrassment was too much. It's not like its the first time we did it in the day. He loved taking me down at unsuspecting hours to ravish me. Ahh...

He sure is taking his sweet time! As I said this the door opened. "Finally! You took ages like you always d- oh its you." I sulked when I found out it was just my mother and not my lover.

"Happy to seen you too." She mused. "Did you know there's police cars out there. An ambulance too. I hope Carl's alright, they were around his house." My mother rambled. I wonder if Carl, our neighbour, got robbed, he's old, lives alone and has got quite a bit of money. You have to, to be able to live in this part of town. But I'm not too worried since he has high security. "Here, I brought you some stuff." I already knew what it was. She sometimes brought them though I don't know why. Oh well, it all gets finished eventually.