CHAPTER FIFTY - TWO

LORENZO GRAYSON\ VADIM KERZHAKOV©

I couldn't stop.

Neither of us wanted to stop.

The kiss was intense between us and we weren't ready to stop.

I heard Nick moan during the kiss. We couldn't pull away.

I loved the taste of his soft lips.

I parted his legs and he wrapped them around my back. I positioned my hands on the sides of his head and softly planted kisses on his neck.

Soft moans slipped from him as his fingers worked in my hair. Nick was slowly grinding on me without even realizing it.

He was clearly trying to suppress his pleasure.

My mind went blank. I couldn't think straight.

I looked at his face, but he quickly turned away.

His cheeks were flushed. One hand covered his mouth while he bit lightly on his thumb.

I turned him towards me and took away his thumb before placing a kiss to his lips.

His eyes were pleading. I took away the hair from his eyes.

Was there anything wrong in admiring his pleading eyes? They had a way of making my dick twitch just by looking at them.

He slowly began to grind himself on my dick once again.

“What’s wrong, котёнок?” I whispered softly into his ear.

“You.” He simply said with a small voice.

I hummed softly as my hands found their way into his trousers. I unbuttoned them using two fingers and then slid my hand into his boxers.

His cock stood firm as I held him. He turned his face away, clutching my arm as he held back his moan.

He looked helpless as he clung to me, biting down on his lips as his nails dug into my arms.

I wasn't bothered; if it helped get rid of his pain, he was welcome to dig deeper into my skin.

I hated when he held back his groan, I wanted to hear how he would say my name.

I stroked his hard-on that was already leaking pre-cum.

I made him look into my eyes and I could see he wanted to say something.

“What’s the matter, kitten?“ I asked him and he nibbled on his lip. Instead of watching him hurt his lips, I kissed him.

“What’s wrong?“ I asked again and he began moving his hips with the pace of my stroking.

I buried my head into his neck while we increased the pace.

"More." He mumbled to me softly, and my cock jumped at the hearing of that.

"Beg me." I couldn't stop myself saying this, but he wasn't able to say anything.

"Go on, tell me what you want." I said and he ran his hand through my hair.

"More...please." He said and my heart began racing at the sound of his voice. I kissed him while little drops of sweat dropped off my body.

“Say my name." I whispered to him and he trembled.

“Please…Lorenzo," he pleaded and I felt my heart skip a beat.

I would’ve liked Vadim for several reasons, but I still adored the sound of my name coming out of his lips.

I stroked him faster and he released my hand, struggling to breathe.

Then I lay down on top of him and we just stayed there in complete silence. Only our breathing and I felt his heartbeat through his chest.

“You're hard.” He suddenly said, I guess he could feel how hard my cock was against his body.

I couldn't think of anything to say as he turned to look at me.

I ran my hands through his hair, smiling tiredly. My body grew tired, Nick slowly lifted me up so he could stand to his feet.

I ran my other hand through my hair as Nick got down on his knees.

“What are you doing?“ I asked, looking down at him.

"Helping you." He replied and then started to unbuckle my belt. I grabbed his hands and exhaled.

"I'm fine." I said but he released his hand and unzipped my trousers.

"Hold on, Nick." I said while trying to stop him. He looked at me while his hands went inside my brief boxers.

His eyes were wide open by the size of my dick that was already hard.

"What? Are you backing off now?" I asked him, running my hands through his hair.

"I've never done this before." He whispered, and I chuckled.

But he went on his knees like he had full knowledge of the situation.

"It's simple, all you have to use is your mouth and your tongue. You'll do well." I said to him, and he looked up at me and then back to my dick.

He opened his mouth and sucked the head of my dick. I jerked as he rolled his tongue around it.

The last time I checked, he told me he hadn't done it before. I shut my eyes and swallowed nothing as his tongue explored my cock.

It had been a while since I felt this.

"Fuuuck. Nick." I muttered while looking down at him. And it wasn't even half inside his mouth. He removed my cock from his mouth and tried to breathe through his coughing.

"It's fine if you can't handle it." I told him and he shook his head. Then, he forced my cock inside his mouth and I could feel his tongue working with his mouth.

I held his hair gently as he choked on it.

"Fuck." I muttered when I saw his hands begin stroking my cock.

I thrust my cock deep inside his mouth while I held his head with my hands and fucked his mouth.

Tears streamed down his eyes as he gagged on my cock. I couldn't think. I couldn't stop. He was all that mattered to me.

Nick Walker.

I wasn’t lying when I told him he would look perfect with a dick in his mouth. Makes it more perfect knowing that it was my dick that will always be in his mouth forever.

Forever?

Would I be with Nick forever?

The thought of Nick taking someone else's dick into those pretty little lips made me thrust my dick further inside his mouth.

My mind went overboard as I fucked the living daylights out of his mouth. I released the cum while we both tried to catch a breath.

I watched him swallow all my cum.

"Come here," I told him while pulling him to my lap to kiss him, tasting my cum in his mouth.

What would happen after all of this?