Teddy (MxM / lgbtq+)

Chapter Eight

Linny

"Well. This isn't awkward at all," I murmur looking at the light bulb.

"Nope, not at all," Theodore murmurs back.

Why did I invite him to stay the night?

Because, you worry.

Ah, yes. Me and my worrying self. The last time Theodore and I shared a bed it wasn't for sleeping.

Traitorous body.

I think. My dick hardens in memory of our last bed adventure.

"Come here,"

"Huh?" I ask dumbly.

"Come here, otherwise neither of us is going to get any sleep," Theodore says shifting a bit on the bed.

"What would your wife think?"/I scoff and he smiles.

"My marriage to Yolanda was annulled," he says and my inner twink gasped, throwing himself dramatically upon his chaise while fanning himself.

Free single and disengaged! Ooohhhh let's ride him like a pony!

"Come here," Theodore says again and I feel less guilty when I heed his command. He's not married at least, that what I tell myself.

Slowly, I inch closer to his body. I hold my breath as his arm goes under my head and I place my palm against his chest. He pulls one of my legs over his hip and his other arm goes around my waist resting his palm on my ass. Familiar.

We lay like this for I really didn't care how long. I hold in a squeak when Theodore rubs his hand on my butt cheek slowly. I close my eyes tightly when I feel my t-shirt inch up. I lift my hips so that he can pull it up to my stomach. His palm skirts over my ass, up my leg to my knee and back again. He pauses a moment and I don't stop him when he pulls down my briefs.

I'm positive he can feel my cock against his hip. I bite my lip when his fingers brush between my cheeks, one of those fat digits pressing against my hole. Rising up I let him relieve me of my t-shirt while I kick off my underwear. I chance a look at him. This is so much better than my wet dreams.

"You're so pretty," Theodore whispers running the pads of his fingers down my cheek.

I bite my lip hard. Ardor takes control when he pulls off his jersey. Perfection. I stare at his body. Damn.

I don't stop him when he leans forward and kisses my lips. I don't stop him when he pushes me on my back and straddles me.

I don't stop him when his lips travel down my chest and takes my dick between them.

I should. But I don't.

So weak. So, so weak.

My inner gay boy sings.

No matter how much my mind rages; my body doesn't listen.

"Ah..." I hiss when his wet finger finds my entrance. He rims me, loosening the bundle of muscles. Theodore slides up my body and kisses me deeply. I can taste myself on his tongue.

Condom! My mind screams at me but I don't stop him when his cock breaches me.

"Oh god, I missed you," Theodore gasps in my ear when he is completely inside me. I can't formulate thoughts. It's been so long since I've felt this pleasure.

"Mmh... You're always so tight Linny," I clench my teeth at the slight burn when his hips start moving.

"Fuuuck," he groans kissing my neck. I hold on to him. My nails scraping down his back as I meet each stroke he makes.

"It's been so long baby. Don't think this first round is gonna last long," he mutters.

So long since he fucked me? Or so long since he's fucked anyone? First round?

I don't care. All I know is that he has total control as his thrusts speeds up a bit. I feel his body stiffen for a few seconds. Short puffs of air escape him.

He rises up and looks at me. My pulse quickens from the look on his face. I remember that look.

"You have any plans for tomorrow?" he asks brushing my hair away from my eyes.

I can't speak. Just shake my head no. His cock is still hard as ever inside me.

"Good. Cuz baby, I'm gonna fuck you till you can't move," he says before pulling out and pushing back in hard. My blood rushes through me so fast I can hear my heart beat in my ears.

He marks me along my neck down my chest, as far as he can reach without faltering in his thrusts.

"Oh fuck! Right... right there," leaves my lips when he tilts his hips, hitting my prostate. He kisses me again; a tangle of tongues as he kisses me hard. I could feel the slight throb of my lips, moaning at the sting when he bites down on my lower one.

"Linny, oh Linny," he whispers in my ear. I let the shiver travel through me at the low timbre of his voice. My cock trapped between our bodies delighting in the sweet friction his movement causes.

I can't help the moans that escape my lips or the scratches of my nails on his back; my teeth sinking in that place between his neck and shoulder, my legs wrapping around his waist.

"Teddy!" I scream, my orgasm nearly ripping me in half. The first in five years without the help of my hand.

"I missed that. Hearing you scream my name. Feeling you tighten around me," cum squirts out of me at his grunted words.

Teddy keeps true to his words, flipping me over, one hand on my hip and the other around my throat. He doesn't squeeze, just holds me firmly. He sucks on the flesh behind my neck, I'm positive he is leaving yet another hickey.

"Oh yes! Yes! Yeeaa!" I cry. Teddy fucks me hard. Just the way I like it. I pull at the bed sheets, burying my face in the pillows to muffle my screaming.

Again and again. I have no idea where he gets the stamina from but I am secretly thanking whatever energy reserve he has as he fucks me into oblivion.

Teddy pulls me on top of his chest. I know I shouldn't but I instinctively snuggle into him. The familiar warmth of him. Fresh sweat and sex permeating the air. The familiar feel of his naked flesh under my cheek. His strong heart beat in my ear. The weight of his arm around me.

I close my eyes as my brain resumes screaming at me.

It was just sex. Just really fucking good sex. Sex I missed. Sex I'm positive I'll never have with anybody else. Nobody could make me feel like this. Nobody.

Get a grip.

Just really great sex. Nothing more. Will never happen again.

Or so I thought.

I still don't stop him when he reaches for me again. I'm barely awake but my body answers his call.

Just really great mind blowing sex.

I remind myself before falling asleep again.