Level Up (Franklin U 2, #4)

by Max Walker

God, I loved fucking with him. I had a feeling that I was going to love fucking him too.

I swallowed him whole. Like a goddamned sword swallower at the circus. Gag reflex? Didn’t know her. Jaw pain? Who was that? Dry mouth? Never heard of it.

Their hands disappeared into each other’s shorts. As if they were trying to play that game where you lock hands, twist together, and untangle without breaking touch. Except this was being played with hard dicks.

If my tombstone read “death by suffocation from big, meaty thighs,” then everyone would know I died a happy boy.

I saw God the moment I’d gone inside him, and I didn’t ever want to stop worshipping at his altar. And him at mine.

“Can I kiss you?” I asked. “I’d never say no to you,” Jay responded. Boom. Galaxies were created, universes formed, planets birthed. That’s how astronomical this kiss felt.

I melted into him, resting my head on his chest. Even though we were miles away from home, it felt like we’d never left. It didn’t matter where I was in the world. So long as Ryan was by my side, I figured I would always feel at home. He was my North Star, my lighthouse in a stormy night, my sunshine after a rain-filled day. Ryan was quickly and unapologetically becoming my everything.