Lights, Camera, Slut it Up! [Boy/Boy]

Chapter 9: Cole and Maxwell

Lights, Camera, Slut it Up!: Chapter 9: Cole and Maxwell

               I tried ignoring the sinking feeling in my stomach as I watched my mother and sisters prepare dinner in my kitchen. Angel was content to sit on my lap and, for the most part, she kept me grounded. I hadn't told Liliana about running into Chrystler's parents and honestly, nor did I want to talk about it.

"Nicky, what's your Wi-Fi code?" Michael carried his laptop in one hand and typed with the other.

"Janice's birthday." I answered; sliding Angel off my lap so my mother could scoop her up. To her word, my mother was working to change herself. She was focusing more on my siblings and she even was becoming a great grandmother to Angel. She adored Angel and my niece was not against more people fawning over her.

I looked around at my family - at the happiness they were finding in their lives. Everything was beginning to work out for them... I pulled out my cell phone and quickly sent off a text to Cole.

My cell beeped a second later. "Mine @ 6" filled my text box. I pulled in a deep breath, knowing I would hopefully find some kind of relief in a few hours.

              I patiently waited for Cole as he disappeared into the hall. I'd like to say lying completely naked on his bed was weird but it seemed too natural. However, normally Cole and I would get high before coming back to his place to fuck. Cole had other ideas tonight. When he finally entered the room, my dick wasn't prepared. Cole leaned against the door frame, his smooth body in direct contrast with the black leather harness he dawned. It buckled around his chest just under his nipples, buckled over his shoulders, and all connected to the collar fastened around his neck. My eyes lowered to the leather that hid his cock and my mouth watered. "Ready for some fun?" He tipped the can of whipped cream in his hand and I knew I was in for it.

"That depends... am I licking that off of you or are you licking that off of me?" He smirked and crawled onto the bed, eventually throwing one leg over my skins so I was being straddled.

"You're lucky I don't have restraints or I'd tie you down." I was happy for that. I enjoyed the sex with Cole but I wasn't comfortable enough with him to introduce kink into it. However, seeing him in this attire was definitely alluring. He shook the can and sprayed into contents all over my dick. I flinched at the sudden blast of cold and Cole laughed before bending over and allowing his tongue to lap at the fluffy white peaks. His lips closed around my cock and I shuttered as his tongue teased me, sliding up one side and playing at my tip. He took me down his throat, and I almost lost it. Sensing the desperation that was settling in the pit of my stomach, Cole released my dick and moved up to my mouth. I could taste the sweetness of the whipped cream as he kissed me and I moaned. His hand trailed back down between my thighs and I gasped as he began rubbing my entrance. He sprayed more whipped cream on my chest and focused on my nipples as he licked it off. By the end of it, I was struggling to lay still and accept his torture. Our lips crashed again as his middle finger worked its way in and out of me, making me squirm in frustration. "Breathe Nicky." He instructed as he lifted my leg over his shoulder, giving him full access. He slowly guided himself into my hole and I could feel the rhythmic spasming as my sphincter accommodated him. He gradually quickened his pace, going deeper each time. I continued to moan and whimper, making me harder in response. Cole stared down at where our bodies met, his eyes fighting to remain shut as ecstasy threatened to take over. Pressure continued to build in my abdomen, my eyes going blind with a mixture of lusty need. I reached between us and pulled on my cock, pushing me closer to the edge that I was already teetering on. It didn't hurt to take him as much as it had before but it still wasn't completely comfortable. I yelped as he began bucking his hips harder, aiming to get the extra friction he needed. "Shit." He groaned, his pace slightly slowing as his member throbbed inside me.