LOGINThe rain kept hitting the roof of Enzo's black SUV which created loud noises. The windows were covered with fog.
I was already naked in the back seat. Enzo sat between my spread thighs without his shirt on while his dark eyes showed intense desire.
He bent down to kiss me deeply while his tongue forced its way into my mouth with strong movements. I kissed him while touching his broad chest and his hard abdominal muscles.
I could feel all his muscles under my hands because his skin was completely smooth. Enzo let out a deep groan while I held his thick cock in my hands and started to stroke him from base to tip.
He spoke to me in a rough voice that made my spine shiver. I stroked him faster while my thumb moved across the leaking head. He kissed me again with more intensity while he bit my lower lip until I gasped. His hands began to explore me with a rough and possessive manner. He grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them while his fingers teased my hole. He used one hand to pinch my nipple hard which made me arch my body and moan loudly.
“Ahh… Enzo…”
“Moan for me,” he growled while he nipped at my neck. “I want to hear how much you need this.”
He started to kiss and bite his way down my body until he reached my cock. He took me into his mouth with one swift deep swallow. My body was engulfed by wet heat. I let out a cry while my body jerked forward. “Oh fuck—yes!” Enzo sucked hard while his tongue swirled around the head before he took me deep into his throat. My broken moans mixed with filthy sounds of wet slurps. My fingers held onto his dark hair while he moved his head faster.
“Enzo… shit, your mouth feels so good…” I panted, thighs trembling.
He pulled off with a wet pop, eyes dark as he looked up at me. “You taste good, pretty boy. But I want more.”
Enzo flipped me onto my stomach with strong hands. He spread my cheeks and dragged his tongue over my hole in slow, deliberate licks. I gasped sharply, pushing back against his face. “Holy shit—Enzo!” The rimming had little intensity. His tongue moved around my tight ring before it pushed inside to create wet strokes that fucked me. I moaned shamelessly into the leather seat while my body shook. “Don’t stop… fuck, that’s so dirty… ahh!”
He growled against my skin which made me whimper. He reached under me to stroke my cock while he ate me out. My belly held pleasure which coiled tightly and darkly. Just when I thought I would explode, he stopped.
“Condom,” he said, voice commanding. He reached into the glove compartment and tore open a packet. He rolled the latex down his long thick cock which made me watch in awe because the sight made my mouth water.
“Get on top,” Enzo ordered, sitting back against the seat. “Show me how bad you want a stranger’s cock stretching you open while you ride me.”
I straddled his lap quickly, knees on either side of his thighs. We kissed deeply again as I moved to line him up. The blunt head of his cock pressed against my hole. I sank down slowly, inch by inch, moaning loud as he filled me. “Fuck… you’re so big… stretching me…”
Enzo held my hips tightly while his fingers dug into my skin. “That’s it, pretty boy. Take every inch like a good slut. Do you feel how deep I am inside you tight ass?
I started riding him—slow rolls at first, then faster, bouncing up and down. Skin slapped against skin. The car rocked gently with our rhythm. Moans escaped my lips without stopping. “Ahh… yes… fuck me, Enzo… harder!”
He thrust up to meet me while hitting the spot inside that made stars appear in my vision. He slid one hand up my chest while his other hand wrapped around my throat to create a hold that made my breath hitch because of pleasure. The pressure he applied was not too strong but enough to make me remember who controlled the situation. He asked me if I liked that while he sent hot breath shivers through me. “Choking on a stranger’s cock while you ride me like a desperate whore? Moan louder, pretty boy. Let the whole parking lot hear how much you love getting fucked.”
I moaned even louder while riding him faster. I reached the point of grinding my hips in circles when he was buried to the hilt. Sweat dripped down our bodies. He stroked my cock with his free hand while I bounced, using his thumb to tease my sensitive head. I reached the edge because both sensations—his thick cock pounding my prostate and his hand on my throat—were too much to handle.
“Enzo… I’m so close… fuck, I’m gonna come…” I gasped, voice hoarse from moaning and the light choke.
“Not yet,” he growled while he let his grip on my throat become looser. “Ride me harder. Make that pretty cock of yours leak for me.”
I obeyed, bouncing frantically, muscles burning in my thighs. The pleasure built unbearably, dark and overwhelming. Enzo kept whispering dirty things to me. “Look at you… such a tight little hole swallowing my dick. You were made for this, weren’t you? Coming to a club and letting a law student ruin you in his car.”
The words tipped me over.
My orgasm hit like lightning—earth-shattering, ripping through every nerve. I shouted loudly while my body convulsed, releasing thick ropes which covered his abs and chest. “ENZO—fuck—yes!” I clenched my hole tightly around him which caused my body to milk his cock through the condom while intense pleasure washed over me repeatedly. I kept riding through it, moaning brokenly, completely lost.
Enzo groaned deep, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Good boy… now finish me with that mouth.”
He lifted me off his cock in one smooth motion. I slid down between his legs on my knees, chest heaving. Enzo ripped the condom off quickly, stroking his slick, throbbing length. “Open wide, pretty boy.”
I parted my lips, tongue out. He aimed and came with a low, guttural moan. Hot cum spurted across my tongue and into my mouth in heavy pulses.
Fuck!
JULIANI finished the last round just after six, signed off, and walked out into the pale morning light with my bag over my shoulder. I let myself in, dropped my keys in the bowl by the door, and went straight to the bedroom. Enzo was not there yet. I stripped out of my scrubs, pulled on a clean t-shirt, and fell into our bed. Sleep took me fast.I do not know how long I was out before the mattress dipped behind me. A warm body settled against my back. I knew the shape of him even half asleep. I pushed back into Enzo without opening my eyes, felt his arm come around my waist, and drifted off again with his breath against the back of my neck.When I woke the second time the room was brighter. Enzo was still asleep, one arm thrown across the pillow, face turned toward me. I watched him for a minute, then eased out of bed so I would not wake him. The kitchen was quiet. I started coffee, pulled eggs and bread from the fridge, and set a pan on the stove. While the oil heated I stood there
JULIANI was halfway through night rounds when my phone vibrated with a short message from Charlotte asking if I was free to stop by her call room in neurosurgery. I finished the last set of vitals on the ward, signed off the notes, and took the long corridor over with a paper cup of hot coffee in one hand and a small packet of cookies in the other because I knew she’d still be awake and probably hadn’t eaten anything solid since the afternoon. The hospital was quieter at this hour, the overhead lights dimmed in places, and the only sounds were the distant beeping of monitors and the soft squeak of my shoes on the floor.I knocked once on the call room door and pushed it open when she called out. Charlotte was sitting on the narrow bed with her back against the wall, a textbook open on her lap and a highlighter in her hand. She looked up and smiled the moment she saw the coffee.“You’re an actual angel,” she said, closing the book and reaching out. “I was about to start chewing the pa
JULIANI woke up to Enzo’s messages stacked on my lock screen and I read every one of them twice before I put the phone face down on Kai’s coffee table and didn’t reply. I was already sorry, and I still couldn’t type anything back because the second I opened the thread I could hear last night again, him asking if I wanted someone else, me walking out, both of us saying things we couldn’t take back. I got dressed for my shift feeling like I had left everything unfinished on his kitchen floor and then gone to sleep on someone else’s couch like that was a solution.The hospital did not help. I kept dropping easy things, answering a beat late, standing in the supply closet longer than I needed to because if I stood still I could hear myself insisting I was fine. Alex noticed before the second hour was over, because of course he did.“All right,” he said, bumping my shoulder as we left a room. “Did you have a fight with your boyfriend or something?”I looked at him. “Yeah. How did you know
ENZOThe door shut and something in my chest went tight and stayed that way, a real physical ache I kept trying to breathe through while I stood in the kitchen replaying the whole stupid fight and coming up with nothing that made me look good. I’d asked if there was somebody else. I’d told him I wasn’t just a body he used. I’d told him to get out. He’d looked at me like I’d reached into the worst part of him on purpose, and then he’d left, and now the apartment was too still and I couldn’t decide if I was furious at him for walking out or furious at myself for giving him a reason.I went down the hall because staying in the kitchen meant staring at the spot where he’d picked up his bag, and I ended up in his room without really choosing it.The bed still smelled like him. I lay down on my back and pulled his pillow over and breathed it in, which I would have mocked anyone else for doing, and I did it anyway because it was the closest I could get to him without calling and starting the
JULIANI came in, the sour taste of the dinner still in my mouth, and Enzo was on the couch with the TV on low like he’d been waiting without wanting to look like he was waiting. He sat up as soon as he saw me and his face did that soft worried thing it does when he thinks I’m hurt and haven’t said so yet.“Hey. There you are. I was starting to think you’d gone straight to bed at the hospital or something. How have you been? How was the rest of your day? Did you eat?”“I’m fine.”It came out flat. I put my bag down and went to take my shoes off because if I stood there looking at him I was going to have to perform a better version of fine, and I didn’t have one.He got up and followed me, not crowding me exactly, just close enough that I could feel him wanting an answer I wasn’t giving. “Okay. You’re fine. You just walked in here sounding like you’re not fine at all, so forgive me if I’m not buying it. Talk to me. Please. You’ve been somewhere else all evening and I can see it on you.
JULIAN My phone started ringing and I almost ignored it, then I saw the name and stepped into the stairwell. “Aunt Lila.” “Julian. I’m in the city tonight. I already talked to your mom and she said yes to dinner. Eight o’clock. I’ll send the address. It’s quiet. Nothing fancy.” I stared at the wall. “Okay.” “You don’t sound happy.” “I’ve got a shift. I’ll come after I change.” “That’s all I wanted. I’m glad we’ll all be in one room.” I hung up and called my mom before I could talk myself out of it. “Julian.” “Aunt Lila just called. She said you already said yes to dinner.” “I did.” “Why?” “Because if I keep putting her off, she’ll keep calling. I want it done. One meal. We sit, we eat, we leave.” “You don’t have to go.” “I know. I’m going anyway. Are you coming?” “Yes.” “Then we’ll get through it. Wear something normal. Don’t make this a big thing.” “I wasn’t going to.” “Good. I’ll see you there.” The rest of the shift felt longer than it was. I kept thinking about
I can’t believe I just walked into a gay club on a Friday evening. And don’t get me wrong. I’m gay. But then—I really need some place to cool my head off, not a place where I could be distracted by some hot men—My very own taste. Either way, I can’t blame myself. I’m a total stranger in Boston Ma
JULIANI sat there on the kitchen slab for a split second, cock still twitching, mind reeling. Cum and saliva glistened on my skin. Panic hit me like a truck. I shoved off the counter, legs shaky, and practically ran to the sink. Cold water blasted from the faucet as I splashed my face and hands, s
JULIANI used my full strength to shove Enzo away from me by pushing both of my hands against his chest. I told Enzo to stop because of his drunken state. The situation had become insane. My shove barely moved him an inch. I actually wanted to push him away from me. My body craved his touch. Enzo
The homeward journey to the new residence proved to be an extremely uncomfortable experience. I remained seated in the back seat while I fixed my gaze on the Boston roadways. My stepbrother was Enzo. The same Enzo who had fucked me senseless in the back of his car just hours earlier. The same Enzo







