Straight A's | Christmas Special E8 (Patreon)

Everyone is over the age of 18

From Troy’s POV:

Continued directly after the last story 

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“You are…so sweaty.” Joe giggles again. He’s right. I'm pretty much drenched in sweat head to toe from showing off to Caleb. Joe’s ankles slide off my shoulders and I have to hang on to them.

“I thought you liked that.” I shake out my hair and some droplets land on him. He acts disgusted and play squirms, and almost succeeds in slipping away from me. “Uh uh,” I give a strong hip thrust that firmly lodges my boner into him. 

“Fuck…oh fuck…” The smile dissipates from his face and his back arches off the floor. “How have you not cum yet?” I actually don't know either. Something with the adrenaline of making sure Caleb knows who's the boss here. And wanting to wait until we're alone. 

“You haven't cum either.” I pick up his stiff dick. 

“I'm about to.” Joe rocks his smaller frame onto me, gliding his cock in my fist. “Mmmm…can you fuck me hard again?” 

“How hard?” I match his rocking movements, and we reach a satisfying equilibrium for the both of us. 

“Just as hard as you were before. When he was watching.” Joe snaps back into a zone of pure lust. He lifts himself off the floor in a bridge stretch with both palms and uses the additional height to ride into me. 

“Yeah? You liked getting your ass destroyed?” I thrust my hips into him at the same point that he sits on me, and his eyes shoot open in beautiful agony. “What? Now it's too much?” 

“No… it's…”

I pull his stiff cock back and let it slap against his stomach with a wet thwack. 

“Speak up, beta. Let your alpha know what you want.” 

Thwack! 

“I love it when you fuck me as hard as you can,” Joe groans. His face tells the whole story. He's at his limit of what he can take. I hold his cock up and feel it throb desperately in my hand. 

“Yeah?” I regulate my breathing, and test out the rhythm I can sustain with my thrusts. “Like this?” 

His boner swells in my hand, and I feel him approaching the point of eruption. Joe’s big doe eyes, filled with passion and trust, tell me to keep going. 

“If you stroke me, I'm going to cum,” he whines. 

“Oh, I know.” I've known since he stopped riding me. I fuck upwards into him, trying to hit that point where he explodes without me having to jerk him off. 

“Oh…”

Not there. I try it a little more shallow. 

“Ah…” Joe exhales deeply, almost with frustration. His dick softens in my hand. 

Not there either. I push his hips down so he's deeper in. Maybe a harder thrust. 

“OH!” 

Of course. My hips burn with the effort it takes to sustain this position. However, the sounds of his bliss coming to a head makes it all worth it. 

“OH! OH! OH!” His cock hardens to steel once again in my hand. I know if I just keep this movement up for another couple seconds, he's going to bust. 

“Joe,” I say between my grunts of effort. 

“Yeah?” He basically shouts. 

“You're so beautiful,” I say honestly. I watch his sweet face contort into an unbelievable level of tension. A stream of white liquid pisses out of him, and directly onto my abs. 

“Keep going,” he pleads to me. It's getting harder and harder to keep fucking. My hips are about to give out, and we're getting too sweaty to stay together. 

One last effort.

“Cum for me, Joe.” I let go off his dick, and hang onto his hips to fuck him as hard as I possibly can. 

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK!!!!

“Oh fucKkKkKk!!!!” Joe cries out. He ropes cum out hands free onto me, and I celebrate each string of cum with a hard and powerful thrust.

THWACK! 

Cum hits my left shoulder.

THWACK! 

Right between my pecs.

THWACK! 

A surprise far shot that just misses my face. 

“I'm going to cum too.” I thrust once more and my hips give out on me. I fall backwards and catch myself, but it takes me out of him. 

Still, I've reached the point of no return.

“I'm cumming,” I groan. An unsatisfying shot of cum pulses out of me. Joe climbs over me and the second shot shoots onto his buttcheeks. “Ahh!” Pleasure jolts my entire body as he holds my throbbing cock. “Oh FUcKKKKKk!” I fall flat to the ground as he inserts my sensitive cock into him. “OHhHHh!”

The overwhelming sensation makes me writhe like a mechanical bull. Joe buckles along with me, keeping himself speared on me as I seed him deep. 

“FUCK!” I slam both fists on the carpet as the pleasurable contractions continue. I forgo trying to fuck, and let Joe ride the rest of my load out of me. 

“Almost wasted that load,” he says breathlessly. Reaching back, he comes back with some of the load that I didn't get in him. Joe licks his fingers in front of me, and I chuckle. 

“You are so nasty.” 

He shrugs, and scoops his cum off my body. Like a feast, he alternates licking his right and left hand as he forages for our fluids. 

“Nasty beta.” I lay flat on the ground with my arms stretched out. My back is uncomfortably sweaty, but at least this position is drying out my pits. In any case, I'm in no state to move. 

“Are you still hard?” Joe asks, squeezing out some cum from himself and eating that too.

“Maybe?” It's staying in him pretty well. 

“That was one hell of a fuck.” He traces my sides with my fingers to find any last remaining jizz. “I'm going to be sore tomorrow. That's for sure.” 

“Good.” I smile, fighting the urge to close my eyes and sleep. “Come kiss me.” 

“I'm going to taste like cum.” 

“I don't care,” I insist. Joe comes down and I kiss him, tasting our combined juices on his soft lips. “Have you had enough?” I naturally hump upwards into him as we make out calmly. 

“Ah..” Joe whines. “Okay, you're still hard.” 

“You too.”

“Merry Christmas, Troy,” he says into my lips. “Any regrets about not going home?” 

“Not at all.” I hold him in position while pumping into him. “How about you?” 

“None.” His cock rubs slides against my abs as he rides into my thrusts. 

“Do you love me?” I ask, feeling a wave of vulnerability in my chest as we kiss. 

“I've loved you since the first day we met,” Joe whispers into my mouth. 

For a moment, it seems like everything in the world makes sense. This is all that's important. Him and me. Together. That's all I need. 

“I think I’m going to cum again,” he moans softly. 

“Me too.” I surrender my body to him, and him to me. “Ah!” Warm goo seeps in between us, and I convulse into him as I shoot again. All I can think about is how I don't want to stop kissing him. The longer I kiss him, the longer the orgasm lasts. The longer the orgasm lasts, the happier he is. I just want this moment to last forever. 

“Oh,” Joe sighs in deep relief. He lifts off me slowly and then lays on my sweaty chest. “You're not mad at me for being a beta slut?” 

“Merry Christmas, beta slut.” I hug him close to me. This time, the urge to sleep is impossible to deny. 

“I got you a real present too, you know.”