Chapter 1

Chapter 1:

The relaxing glow of the city lights spilled through the large windows, portraying long shadows of trees and inanimate objects across the penthouse bedroom. The atmosphere of the room was thick with something unspoken, something dangerous yet so soothing. And yet, neither of them moved away. 

Nathan Cole sat at the edge of his king-sized bed, his dress shirt unbuttoned at the top, a glass of whiskey resting loosely in his grip. He was not drunk, but the alcohol did little to numb the weight pressing against his chest.

Across the room, Ethan Rivera stood by the door, seemingly hesitant. The faint scent of Nathan’s cologne mixed with the lingering hint of the whiskey, intoxicating in a way Ethan would never admit aloud.

“Maybe I should just go,,” Ethan said, his voice barely above a whisper. But he did not move.

Nathan looked up, his deep brown eyes locking onto Ethan’s with an intensity that made his breath hitch. “Then what are you waiting for? Go,” he murmured, but the words lacked conviction.

Ethan swallowed hard. “You do not want me to.”

Silence stretched between them, bearing with it the importance of every moment they had ignored. The stolen glances. The way their hands would brush when passing each other in the kitchen. The way Nathan’s gaze would hang on for a second too long when Ethan walked around shirtless after a shower.

Ethan took a slow step forward. Then another.

Nathan exhaled sharply. “Ethan, this is…”

“Wrong?” Ethan cut in, standing just inches from him now. “Then stop me.”

Nathan’s grip tightened around his glass, his jaw clenching as Ethan slowly, deliberately, knelt between his legs. The younger man placed his hands on Nathan’s knees, pushing them apart ever so slightly. His touch burned.

“You do not understand, we should not be doing this” Nathan murmured, his voice lacking the strength to push Ethan away. 

Ethan tilted his head. “Then make me understand.”

Nathan let out a sharp breath. His fingers found their way into Ethan’s thick, dark hair, tilting his face up. For a moment, neither of them moved, the anticipation nearly suffocating.

Then Nathan’s lips crashed against that of Ethan’s.

The dam broke.

Ethan moaned against his stepfather’s mouth, his hands moving up to grip the fabric of Nathan’s shirt, pulling him closer like a desperate, needy lion. 

Nathan growled low in his throat, lifting Ethan effortlessly onto his lap, their bodies colliding with a force that sent sparks down Ethan’s spine.

The kiss was hungry, frantic, years of buried revelations erupting in a frenzy of heat and need. Nathan’s hands roamed Ethan’s body freely, his fingers tracing every inch of skin he had only dared to admire from afar.

Ethan’s fingers tangled in Nathan’s hair as he rocked against him, chasing friction, chasing the high of finally touching what he had craved for so long.

“This is insane,” Nathan muttered against Ethan’s lips, but his hands kept on betraying him, gripping Ethan’s waist like he never wanted to let go.

“Then let’s be insane,” Ethan whispered back, dragging his lips along Nathan’s jaw, his breath hot against his skin.

Nathan moaned, pushing Ethan back onto the mattress, his body pressing down against him. 

Ethan gently flipped Nathan over and gripped his hair, pulling him closer into a kiss as Nathan inserted his dick into Ethan, giving him light heated strokes from below. 

Only Nathan has ever made him feel this way, this was the most exciting sexual moment of his entire life. 

Nathan's lips found its way to his neck, whispering, “you feel so good… ugh.” Ethan let out a struggle moan. 

Nathan ran his hand across Ethan's chest, dragging him closer as he increased the intensity of his pounds. Nathan's cock brushing against his prostate. 

Ethan could not hold back his moans as they got louder and louder. 

He still tried to suppress it so he would not attract the attention of his mother and sister. He was almost sure that if he made the sound a bit higher than it was, they could wake up the entire neighborhood.

Sweat dripped from Nathan's body as he hovered over Ethan, his muscles contracted as he kept inserting his hard penis into Ethan's tight sweet butthole. 

The taut feeling of Nathan's stomach gave a sign that he was about to cum. With an evil smirk and satisfying eyes, Nathan stopped and pulled out his cock. Nathan gasped at the feeling of emptiness.

Nathan then decided to focus more on Ethan's body at this point, he went down on him kneeling on the bed, he grabbed Ethan's stone-hard dick and began jerking it gently, he reached out for the bottle of oil that lay at the head of the bed frame. 

Calmly stroking Ethan's dick up and down, he gave a peck to the rod, and with a swift motion, stuck it down his large throat. 

He sucked Ethan's dick so well, went all balls deep, swallowing his two little balls. Spitting and biting lightly at intervals. 

He gobbled on the dick for a couple of minutes more before Ethan's body began shaking, signifying that he had reached his own orgasm. 

“I am about to cum…” Ethan said in a whispering tone alerting Nathan. Nathan decided to use both his hands to give Ethan the most amazing experience ever. 

Ethan let out a groan and the first cum shot up but Nathan was quick enough to catch it with his tongue, he stuck the whole cock into his mouth and took in the rest of the cum, sucking it clean. 

He opened his mouth showing Ethan the cum on his tongue, before going ahead to swallow the entire thing. 

Ethan smiled… “Thank you so much…”

They lay there for a while, absorbing each other's scents. Slowly, they began kissing again, whispering love words to each other and enjoying each other's company. 

Just as their passion reached its peak, the bedroom door swung open.

A gasp. A sharp intake of breath.

Nathan and Ethan froze, eyes wide, bodies tangled in the heat of their forbidden positions. 

Standing

in the doorway, her mouth wide open, was Sarah.

The silence that followed was deafening