All Chapters of Suck Me Dry: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Nathanael He is only letting his walls down slowly. But who could ever blame him? I pressured him to say something he didn’t want to disclose so openly to me yet, even if he was screaming it at me over and over again in his mind. And when I finally got him to say it out loud, I didn’t even say it back. What an idiot. But I had played it in my head a thousand times, I thought I would be prepared, as I was convinced that after hearing it so many times, it wouldn’t have any effect on me.It felt so playful when he said it in his head with his bubbly demeanor, but as he said them out loud, they crashed over me like a tsunami, hitting me with such an i

Nathanael Before we planned to come into this godforsaken place, I had pondered whether we really should take a hotel room or stay at his mom’s house, just like Theodore said we should. In my research about human customs, I had read a lot about kids going to college, and in my proudly acquired wisdom, I had grinned at Theodore. “Do you want us to stay in your childhood room?” And not only because I would love to see the room he grew up in. I fully expected him to retort something cute, giving me the perfect opportunity to top up with something naughty. But instead, I got an expression which wiped away mine. “My Mom didn’t keep my room.” He squirmed, flashing me yet

Nathanael I have the pleasure of sitting between Theodore and Evie, and still, I can’t take much pleasure in their company. While Evie is always busy tending to her kids, Theodore is dodging one attack after the other. I clasp my fork, repeating in my head that Theodore wouldn’t want to lose his family on Christmas Eve, and keep getting involved into the brain-rotting conversations led by Hugh and Fredrik. “Where are your glasses, Theodore?” his mother asks. “Erm…” Theodore doesn’t even get to answer him as she tsks disparagingly, passing around the mashed potatoes. “And how buff you got. You really shouldn’t exercise this much and eat healthier. May

Nathanael I pull him into bed, getting him to straddle me, and hold his chin firmly, passing my tongue along his jaw. His dick throbs, pushing against mine, and I chuckle as he shudders in pleasurable anticipation. “You washed away all the spice for my dinner,” I joke, causing him to blush. “I—I—,” he stutters, his brain getting fogged by lust while my fingers travel along his muscles. Groping his ass, I hum into his ear. His hard dick rubs against mine, and I move my hips to improve the pressure, loving how he clenches his eyes closed with his mouth half-opened in a silent moan. His cheeks are bright red, and he clasps my shirt as if he were scared of falling from the earth. 

NathanaelIt didn’t take him long to fall asleep after I had carried him back to the hotel. He kept whimpering in my arms, and he felt so fragile in my hold that I was happy when I got him in the warm bath. He was shivering all over when he let me undress him while staring into the room apathetically. Finally, I felt him relax when I got him into the warm water. I kept talking to him about random things, but he continued to be unresponsive, and I was afraid of where his mind might have spiraled to since I couldn’t hear his thoughts anymore. I had scrubbed the cold away from his frame while his eyes kept falling closed. Suddenly, there was a shift in his demeanor, causing my chest to clench repeatedly as he said how sorry he was over and over again. As soon as I had put him under the cozy covers, he was out like a light. But he was still clinging to me, not letting go. So, I stayed for a bit, holding him close before moving to watch him sleep from a chair standing next to the bed. I