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A TASTE OF SIN Cumming together
LIAM'S POV I continued to stroke Hudson’s dick slowly and his hips jerked forward into my fist like he couldn’t help it. With in minutes his breath was coming in ragged bursts against the tile. The water kept pounding down, drowning out everything except the wet slide of my hand and the low, broken sounds he was trying not to make.But he didn’t pull away.Before I knew it, he turned in my grip quickly , like every inch cost him something. Face to face now. Water streaming over his cheekbones, clinging to his lashes. His eyes were wrecked dark, dilated, terrified and starving all at once.I leaned in first.Our mouths crashed together hard, desperate and no gentleness left. Teeth clacked and tongues tangled immediately. He tasted like salt and want and the faint edge of the gum he always chewed before practice. His hands came up, one fisting the back of my neck, the other sliding down my chest until it wrapped around my cock.I groaned into his mouth loudly. I couldn’t stop it.He st
A TASTE OF SIN Touching him in the bathroom
.I let the towel drop.He didn’t turn.I stepped into the bay anyway. Hot spray hit my chest, soaking me in seconds. He tensed—shoulders drawing up—but still didn’t move.“Get out,” he said. Voice rough. Barely above the water.I didn’t.He spun then. Water plastered his hair dark against his forehead. His eyes dropped—chest, stomach, then lower. Landed on my cock, already thick and heavy, pointing straight at him. His jaw clenched so hard I saw the muscle jump.“I’m not gay, Liam.”The words came out like they’d been clawing at his throat for hours.I took one step closer. Water bounced off him and hit my face.“You keep saying that,” I said quietly. “But look at you.”He glanced down. His own dick was rigid, flushed dark, standing away from his body like it had its own opinion.“Doesn’t mean anything,” he growled. But the words cracked.I closed the distance. Pressed my chest to his back. Let him feel how hard I was, sliding slow between his cheeks. He sucked in a breath sharp enou
A TASTE OF SIN Smoking Cigarettes together
HUDSON'S POVThe ride home in Sofia’s car was mostly silent. She didn’t push again after I shut her down in the lot, just turned the radio low, some indie station playing songs I didn’t recognize and let me stare out the window while the streetlights streaked past. My knees still throbbed, my mouth tasted with his cum faintly , and every time I closed my eyes I saw Hudson’s wrecked expression right before he walked away from Olivia like she was nothing.By the time we pulled into the driveway, the house lights were blazing. Mom’s car sat in its usual spot, but Dad’s SUV was parked beside it, washed with no dust from the hospital lot. My stomach flipped hard.“Huh. That’s Uncle’s truck.” Sofia spoke as she killed the engine. “Yeah,” I said, already knowing what it meant and not ready for it.We stepped inside to the smell of garlic and rosemary and the sound of laughter, real laughter from mom, not the careful kind we’d been using for months.Dad was in the living room, standing, not
A TASTE OF SIN Suck My Dick
“Get on your knees and suck my cock, Liv. Now.” I repeated.She slid down between my legs in the cramped cab, lips wrapping around me without another word. Her mouth was warm and wet. She bobbed her head, tongue swirling, doing everything she’d done a hundred times before.I closed my eyes and felt nothing.There was no feeling like my soul was being sucked out through my dick and I’d die happy if it never stopped. I felt fine but like jerking off with someone else’s hand.Liam’s mouth had ruined me. The way he’d hummed around me, the way he’d taken me so deep his nose pressed to my abs, the way he’d swallowed like he needed it more than I did, it had lit me up from the inside out.Olivia’s blowjob felt like normal.I threaded my fingers through her hair anyway, guiding her faster, chasing something I already knew wasn’t there. My hips jerked. I came with a grunt that sounded more frustrated than relieved, spilling down her throat while my mind screamed one single, terrifying truth. L
A TASTE OF SIN Rough Sex
Hudson’s POVRegret hit me like a freight train the second I rounded the corner and the shed disappeared behind me.What the fuck did I just do?Liam on his knees. My cock down his throat. The way he looked up at me like I was the only thing in the universe. The way he swallowed every drop like it was holy. It had felt… Jesus Christ, it had felt better than anything Olivia had ever done to me. Hotter. Realer. Like my body had finally exhaled after years of holding its breath.And now I was walking away from him like he was nothing. Like I hadn’t just come apart in his mouth thirty seconds ago.Guilt twisted in my gut. Olivia didn’t deserve this. She’d been my girlfriend for two years publicly, perfect, the cheer captain every guy wanted. And I’d just blown that up because some part of me I didn’t understand had needed Liam’s mouth more than air.I’m not gay. I can’t be gay. Quarterbacks aren’t gay. Not in this town. Not with playoffs in four days.My truck was right where I left it. I
A TASTE OF SIN Feel guilty about being gay
We stayed like that for maybe thirty seconds, foreheads pressed, breaths mingling and the faint salt of sweat and Hudson's cum hanging between us until the crunch of footsteps on gravel snapped the bubble.Hudson jerked back first, eyes widening in pure panic. He yanked his pants up with frantic hands, fumbling the waistband, while I scrambled to my feet, wiping my mouth again even though there was nothing left to wipe. My knees ached from the gravel, my own erection still throbbing uselessly in my cup, but adrenaline had replaced lust in about half a second.Around the corner came Olivia Bieber, cheer captain, Hudson's very public girlfriend, ponytail swinging like a weapon, pom-poms tucked under one arm, phone in the other hand like she'd been mid-text when she decided to hunt him down.She stopped dead when she saw us.Her gaze flicked from Hudson , red-faced, jersey still untucked, hair wrecked, lips swollen to me , same wrecked state, gravel imprinted on my knees, breathing like
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