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For all the oldest children who were forced to take on too much responsibility, I see you. For the kids who needed their parents but weren’t the priority, I see you too.
Being the oldest means I have to keep it together when I want to fall apart. Char and Matt look to me to stand strong during the hard times but no one is ever there when I need it.
“Such a good little slutty boy,” I moan with one hand gripping his thigh and the other gripping his hair. I pull out slowly, and he whimpers before I snap my hips sharply, taking him deep and hard, enjoying the way his body sucks me in and holds me tight. “Come for me,” he whispers in a sweet tone that belies what we’re doing. “Fill me up.”
The way he controlled my body while I explored his mouth was perfection. I was able to give up control to him and sink into that feeling. It was a freedom I’ve never experienced before.
“Nick,” I whimper, my voice sounding to sweet even to me, and I don’t understand it. “Yeah, baby?” “I wanna come. Please.”
The last time someone meant something to me, it didn’t end well. This guy is either going to be the best or worst thing to ever happen to me. I’m equally afraid of both.
“You’re not like anyone else,” he says to the door. “And that scares the shit out of me.”
“Your sexuality doesn’t define you. You’re still you, no matter what gets your dick hard.”
“You gonna fill us up with cum?” he growls against my skin, setting off shivers. “Yes,” I whine in that little voice he seems to bring out in me. “Good boy, do it. I want your cum all over my dick so I can use it as lube.”
“You like being used, Joey? Filled with cum and sloppy?” “Yes,” I hiss as he thrusts in. “Good.” He leans over me to brush his lips against my ear while he speaks. “I’m going to fuck you like I hate you. Make this hole gape for me.”
“Such a dirty boy, getting turned on by being used.” He bites my shoulder and starts moving. Every thrust is harder, faster, deeper than the last until he’s pounding into me like his life depends on it. I love it. I don’t ever want him to stop. “Use me,” I whimper in that innocent tone that belies what I’m doing. “I get so hard when you talk like that,” Nick growls. “Do sweet boys like being used as a fuck toy?”
“Show me how much you like being a fuck toy. Squeeze your used ass around my cock and make me come.”
“Come for me, use me. Please,” I whisper against his lips, and he shudders. “Make me your cumwhore. I want it.”
He cut the lines holding me to him but left the hooks he implanted in my heart so I’m adrift without him.
“Stop being perfect.” Nick bites at my lip and kisses the tip of my noise. “I’m only perfect for you.”
I swallow his groan when I kiss him back, taking control of his body while he ravages my mouth.
“Dude, this team has more than its fair share of queers.” Brendon shoves another bite into his mouth. “We should start a queer league in the off-season.” “Do you have to be queer to join, or can we just be supportive?” Willis asks. “I guess that would depend on how many people sign up.” Brendon shrugs.
walking away. Away from my childhood. Away from the woman who took advantage of me for years. Away from the anchor of my past that kept me chained in the dark. It’s time for the light. For the future. For Nick.
“Give me your fucking mouth. Those sounds are mine.”
“I guess you missed that I love you.” He shrugs. “You missed that you’re it for me and I will make damn sure that I’m it for you.”
“I love you too,” I whisper into Nick’s skin. I’ve never said those words to anyone but my family.
“If you need me to be brave for you for a while, I will. Lean on me, I’ll protect you. Even from yourself.”
