Chapter 4: Deeper Exploration
Mark
My hands were buried deep in Alex’s damp hair, gripping the thick, dark strands tightly as I fucked his throat with long, desperate strokes. Tears streamed steadily down his flushed cheeks, catching the pale moonlight as his pretty lips stretched obscenely around the thick, heavy girth of my cock.
He was taking me incredibly well—sucking, moaning around my length, and submitting completely like the perfect, obedient boy he was. The rhythmic, wet sounds of his throat swallowing me filled the quiet master bedroom, overriding the sharp thrum of my own pulse.
I was right there. My balls were tightening, a familiar, heavy ache spreading through my lower stomach. One more deep, unchecked thrust and I would have completely lost my mind, flooding his throat with everything I had.
Then—heavy, rapid footsteps came thundering down the hardwood hallway, moving at a frantic pace straight toward my bedroom door.
Fuck.
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