Hall Pass: Part 6 (Patreon)

Here's the latest in the story. Last time Bradley went on a date with Luca. Here's what happens the following morning in the aftermath.

I rolled over, still half-asleep, and spooned the body in the bed beside me. It took me a few seconds to realise from the shape and the feel of it that it wasn’t Wade, and another few seconds to realise why. I spent the next few seconds fretting about how upset Wade might be that I didn’t come home last night, and how much trouble I was going to be in when I returned to my own room. But then I noticed how hard I was, and I couldn’t help myself from nestling my erection right in Luca’s butt crack.

He stirred, gave a little groan. He moved his butt, and the groan turned into a little moan. I moved a little closer, so my chest was pressed firmly against his back, and the tip of my cock was pressed firmly against his asshole. I kissed him gently on the neck, and he let out another moan of appreciation. He moved his ass against my cock, and I could feel how slick it was, the remnants of last night’s activity. And before I could convince myself not to I let the tip slip inside him. He moaned again, and he backed up on my cock and let his ass swallow every inch of it bare.

God, it felt so good. Silky, warm, hugging my cock from all around. Suddenly all my self-imposed rules were forgotten and I wished I’d done it like this last night too.

I fucked him gently, slowly, letting it wake him, until he was moaning uncontrollably, backing up on my dick, twisting his neck so he could kiss me while I gripped his hip tighter and pushed into him harder.

I couldn’t last long, it was too good. “I’m close,” I warned him.

“Yes,” he sighed. “Cum in me.” Then he kissed me, bit softly on my lower lip. And I emptied myself inside him.

We lay together for a while, his body nestled in the shape mine made for him. But I knew I needed to get up and leave. Wade would be awake, just down the hall. I knew I needed to go back to him even if part of me wanted this moment to go on forever.

I got up, took a piss. When I came back into the room Luca was fully awake. “Want to stay for a coffee?” he asked. “I can order room service.”

I shook my head. “I should get going.” I put on my trousers, sat down on the bed and kissed him one last time. “Thank you,” I said. “I had a great time.”

For a split second I thought he looked disappointed. But either it was wishful thinking or he just shook the feeling off quickly, because when he replied, “Me too,” he sounded cheerful. “Especially the sex, that was fantastic.”

I let myself out and walked the eight doors down the corridor to my own room. I paused outside it for the longest time, not sure what I was about to walk into on the other side, before I finally pulled the card out of my wallet and unlocked the door.

Wade was awake but still in bed. He was already looking at me as a walked in. He didn’t say anything though, which I took as a bad sign.

I decided to just rip the band-aid off. “Are you okay?” I asked him. “Are you angry?”

His brow furrowed in confusion. “Why would I be angry?”

“I… I slept with him.”

“That was kind of the point through, right?”

I nodded, although I was suspicious that wasn’t what Wade was really thinking. I sat down on the bed. “It’s okay if you’re upset,” I told him. “You can be honest with me.”

He sighed, looked away, and for a second I thought to myself, knew it. “There were moments I found it difficult, of course” he said. “I mean, I’ve had you to myself for all these years so it was a weird feeling to know you were with him.”

I opened my mouth to say something - I’m not sure what, maybe an apology, maybe a justification. But he continued before I could, and what he said caught be by surprise. “But I was excited for you. I feel good that you got to do that. And I’m happy that it went well. It did go well, I’m guessing?”

I couldn’t help breaking into a grin. “It went well,” I admitted.

“Do you want to tell me about it?”

“Are you sure you want that?” I asked.

“Yeah. I want to know.”

So I told him about drinks, and I told him about dinner. I told him that Luca was a pretty great guy. “And then we went back to his place.”

“And...?”

“Do I really have to spell it out?”

“I’d like you to,” he said. “If you don’t mind.”

So I told him about the sex. He kept asking for more detail, so I kept giving it. I didn’t mention I fucked Luca raw though — I knew I should, and I knew I’d have to eventually, but I was too chicken-shit to do it in that moment. And to my relief he didn’t ask.

“I wasn’t expecting him to fuck you,” Wade said.

I shrugged. “I couldn’t not. If you’d seen Conquestus you’d understand.

There was an awkward pause, and I wondered if Wade was trying to imagine what Luca’s cock was like. Eventually I broke the silence. “I’m going to have a shower,” I said.

“Wait!” Wade stopped me, patted the bed next to him. “Come here.”

I sat down. I took his hand in mine. “Are you sure you’re okay? Was it okay sleeping alone last night? I’m sorry if I should have communicated more.”

He shook his head vigorously. “I said it’s okay. I was okay. I was kind of hot, thinking about you and him to be honest.”

There was silence in the air,  and Wade looked at me like he wasn’t sure if he’d said something wrong or not. Then he leaned in to kiss me.

I hesitated, pulled away a little. “I shouldn’t.” I thought about how Luca was all over me — his lips on my lips, his dick on my breath.

“No, I want you to,” Wade insisted.

So I leaned in and kissed him. And I was surprised to be met with not the familiar peck on the lips but the long, lingering kiss of someone who needed me. If I hadn’t been so spent it probably would have been enough to get me going. Maybe that would have been a good thing if I could flip him over and mount him, show him that I still wanted him even though I’d spent the night with another man. But there was no way I could go again just yet.

 I let the kiss linger for a while before I finally pulled away. And I headed to the shower, but not before I noticed Wade’s erection under the sheet.