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OLIVER FLETCHER

PAST
JUNE 2019

My foot jolted in anticipation as the taxi pulled up outside of Max's university house, his hand was embedded in my thigh and my eyes burned from how much alcohol we had drunk tonight. Graduation was well and truly celebrated, in style.

"Thanks man," Max rushes out as he throws a twenty pound note over the seat and pushes the car door open.

"Thank you," I slur before opening my side and rushing around the car, watching as Max fumbled with his keys in the dark.

My hand grabs his wrist just as he jams the key into his front door, his dark eyes turn to mine as he places his hands against my face and slams my back into the door. Our lips meet desperately as I sigh into his mouth, his foot attempting to kick open the door before we both stumble inside.

I raise my hands to push off his jacket, leaving kisses on each others lips as we try to make our way upstairs without breaking from each other. Max's jacket drops to the floor within a second.

Chuckling against his mouth as I buckle underneath one of the steps and falling back onto my ass, Max grunts against me and scoops me up in his arms, feeling like we no longer had time to waste.

He charges upstairs and bursts into his room, slamming the door shut and locking it before throwing me down onto the bed. Then he leans over the edge so our lips meet again, Max now beginning to kneel down onto the duvet and hold my face between his hands.

With all the strength I had inside my body, I took his shoulders and flipped him down onto the mattress beside me before mounting his body. His eyes flick towards me, confused as to what just happened.

"You graduated," I tell him with a smile. "This is your reward."

Max flexes an eyebrow at me. "Oh really?" He grins before sliding his hands behind his head and relaxing.

"Yes," I slur out, nodding my head in the process.

"What is my reward?"

"Well," I grunt out as I slowly begin to undo his belt and jeans, hooking my fingers into the sides and pulling them off his legs. "First of all, I'm gonna suck your dick so fucking hard that you'll be shaking."

Max bites down on his bottom lip as he listens to me talk. I place my hands onto his abdomen and push up his white t-shirt, my eyes glancing over his tattooed chest as I yank the material from his head.

"And then what?"

I huff out a breath as I stand from the bed and begin to strip my own clothes, Max's eyes glued to my every move. "And then I'll pin your arms down and ride you until you cum," I say slowly as I finally remove my trousers.

He hums in approval and pushes himself off the bed, resting his arms behind him. "I like the sound of that," he purses his lips, eyes still watching my body.

"I bet you do," I smirk as I slide back onto the bed and press a kiss to his lips, holding the edge of his jaw.

His tongue tasted like jager and I wanted him so badly, our lips fighting for dominance but I shake my head and pant into him. "Don't fight me," I say with a cheeky smile.

Max grunts in frustration as I push us both down to the bed, our chests flush against each other as I claim his bottom lip between my teeth. His hands snake around my back and pull us impossibly closer.

Moving my lips from his mouth down to his jaw and his neck, working my way around his skin slowly. Listening to his heavy breaths as I drop down to his chest, kissing through his sternum and towards his belly button

His eyes look down to me as I slide my hands up and down his thighs as I reach the waistband of his boxers. I lift my head and notice his enlarged cock between the fabric, without another second I rip them from his body and watch as his dick emerges.

I lick my lips before lowering my head down to his tip, dripping my spit down onto him. Max heaves out a breath before running his hands through his hair but keeping his eyes trained on me, not wanting to miss a second.

After a few moments I lower my mouth down onto his cock, taking him deep into my mouth without any warning. Max's hip buckles and he grunts instantly, feeling his tip hit the back of my throat before pulling out and working my way back down again.

"Holy shit," Max shakes his head, sucking in his bottom lip into his mouth.

My mouth sucks as I bob my head as quickly as I could before slowing down completely, feeling his cock pulsate in my mouth. I move my hand to grip the base and gently lick up and down his shaft, taking my time around his tip.

Licking in and out of his sweet spot, Max's stomach tenses as I suck carefully around his tip and pump his length. "Oh God," he throws his head to the bed. "Oliver..."

Just hearing him moan my name made me grow in my pants, painfully. But knowing he was enjoying himself was all that mattered, he deserved it after today. More than anyone.

My hand doesn't slow, his cock growing to its maximum capacity. Thick, swollen and veiny. My mouth watered just looking at it, desperate for him to be inside me.

Max grunts again and pushes himself up. "Please just get on top of me," he pants out, his eyes dark and dilated.

I curve my lips up into a smile and release his member from my hand. Sliding off my boxers and climbing up over his body as he retrieves a bottle of lube from his draw, squeezing the cool gel out onto my hand.

After a few moments I slide myself down onto his hardened length, the feeling of being stretched was like no other. Max grips onto my hips gently and I place my hands beside his head, easing my way down his cock.

I bite down on my lip to suppress a moan, gripping onto Max's wrists and pinning them above his head. His eyes admire me as I lift up my hips and slide back down onto him, feeling my hole clench around him tightly.

"Fuck," Max pants out as I hold his wrists in place.

My speed increases, the headboard bashing into the wall quickly. "Oh God," I mumble out, dipping my head to leave a kiss on Max's lips gently.

He hums against me and bites down on my lip as I continue to ride on his dick, feeling him throb inside me. "You like that?" I whisper down against his mouth.

Max extends his neck backwards and inhales deeply, my lips grazing his collarbones. "Yeah," he grunts out loudly.

My hips increase in speed, feeling like his bed was about to snap in two any moment.

A lock knock against the wall slows down my pace. "Could you two keep it the fuck down?" I recognised the voice, Jeff, Max's housemate.

Max looks up at me and purses his lips, I lower my forehead to his and let out a laugh. Then Max chuckles, squeezing my sides as my cheeks begun to burn with sheer embarrassment.

"Fuck off Jeff," Max shouts back playfully. "I graduated today, let me get my nut in."

I gape at his words and slap his chest, laughter filling the air as Max pulls my head down to kiss my jaw and then my lips, his smile incredibly infectious.

"Get your nut," he shouts again, clearly irritated. "But just shut the fuck up, please. You guys will give me nightmares."

"Deal with it," Max yells before grabbing onto my back and slamming me down onto the bed.

"Max," I shake my head as I press a hand to his chest. "He's still gonna hear."

"I'll be quiet," he smiles as he pushes his cock against my hole. "I promise."

"Fuck," I curse out as I throw my head to the duvet.

Max chuckles as he pushes his length into me, dipping his head to my jaw and pressing a kiss to my pulse. "But I still wanna hear you moan," he whispers into my ear before slamming his cock into my hole.

My body jolts as I snake my arm around the back of his neck, holding our foreheads together panting simultaneously. We keep our eyes glued on one another as we reach our climaxes.

PRESENT
APRIL 2021

I couldn't fight the imagery that filtered through my mind. After kissing Max against his sofa last week, I could not shake the feeling of his lips on mine. Physically craving more but I knew that I didn't want to rush into anything so I guess I had to make do myself.

Reminiscing on all the times Max would pin down my hands, grab me by the throat and pound into me like there was no tomorrow. My hand continues to stroke my member until my cum shoots out and lands on my chest.

My head falls back to the bed as I pant, closing my eyes, still feeling like shit. Frowning, I reach over to grab a tissue, wiping my hands and my stomach free from my juices.

I was a sexual person, there was no doubt about that. That intimate, physical and private feeling of having someone being so vulnerable with you.

Regardless of all the people I had slept with over the last year, no stranger will fill the void in your heart. Having sex with a person you love is like no other, you get to know their likes, their turn ons, you understand their whole body.

A one night stand is purely for your own benefit, you don't care about the person you're fucking. Nothing about it is special or intimate. You just want your climax and that's it.

But when you're doing it with someone you care about, you want them to enjoy it as much as you do. You share a moment that no one else could understand and that sends a shiver down my spine every time I think about Max and how he knew my body inside and out.

Yet stupidly, I would still go out and happily come home with some random guy. I reeked of desperation but I couldn't help it. It was like I was trying to prove that I didn't need him, but each time I was wrong. So deeply and painfully wrong.

The vibrations of my phone makes me jump, not expecting it to sound so loud against my bedside table. I lean over and look at the screen, feeling my heart skip a thousand beats as Max's name flashes up on the screen.

My eyes widen and I hesitate, my cock was still out and laying here naked after thinking about him. Fuck.

So I pluck up the courage and click the answer button. "Hello?"

"Hey," his voice soothes me.

"Hi," I say again before clenching my eyes shut at my stupidity.

"What you up to?"

"Ermm..." I mumble as my mouth turns incredibly dry. "Not a lot, chilling. Why?"

"I just finished with an interview at that bar near your flat, was wondering if I could come up and see you?"

I shoot up from the bed instantly, my mouth opening but nothing coming out. The bar was literally three minutes away and yet I still had my crusty cum laying on my stomach.

"Oliver?"

"Erm," I say as I jump off my bed and throw the tissue away. "Yeah sure."

"Okay well I'll see you in a sec," he says, the sound of a car honking their horn loud echoes in the receiver.

"Okay bye." My fingers fumble to cut off the call instantly, stumbling into the shower and rinsing my body as quickly as possible.

Within a couple minutes I had showered, dried and got dressed. Throwing random objects around my room in attempt to tidy but there was no denying that it was a mess.

The door knocks and I turn my head to it slowly, straightening out my t-shirt and walking towards the door. Gripping onto the handle and releasing it, watching as Max stood in a black fitted t-shirt and light denim jeans. A silver necklace wrapped around his neck.

"Hey," my voice forces out before I blink harshly.

"Hey," he nods.

I move away from the door and allow him to come in, walking towards the kitchen as I bite down on my thumb.

"You okay?" He questions as he shuts the door, listening to it click into place.

My eyes could barely look at him considering what I was doing merely ten minutes ago. I nod my head and hum as I turn around to face him again, his jaw clenches and his eyes rest on mine.

Feeling my cock twitch, masturbation wasn't enough when he looked at me like that.

"What's wrong?" He asks, his eyebrow creasing slightly. "You seem a little startled, do you want me to leave?"

"No," I rush out. "I don't I just... I was just thinking about you."

Max smiles towards me, shoving his hands into his pockets. "About good things I hope."

"They were good," I nod. A little naughty.

"What were you thinking about?"

My lips part for a moment, feeling my core shake. "You really wanna know?"

He takes a few steps closer to me and straightens his spine, folding his arms over his chest. "Try me," he says with a smirk.

"I was thinking about you because... I was getting myself off," I admit, my chest felt heavy but then light.

Slowly trailing my eyes up to his, his glance back at me was almost unreadable until he looks down to the floor and smiles. "I think about you when I do it too." He responds which makes my cheeks burn painfully.

Max then chuckles gently, noticing the shade of my skin. "Do you wanna order some food in?" He changes the subject. "I have a voucher for Domino's and it needs to be used as soon as."

My stomach growls at the idea and I nod, trailing over to the sofa where Max sits down next to me. Retrieving his phone from his pocket and leaning over his knees, opening up the food app.

I clock on with the date and for a second I realise. "It's your birthday tomorrow," I comment.

Max turns to me and smiles. "You remembered."

"I couldn't forget," I breathe out. "Are you doing anything?"

He shakes his head. "No, I want to keep it on the downlow this year."

"Oh," I mumble out. "We could do something low key at some point."

"Maybe," he grins at me before handing over his phone. "What do you want to order?"

Everything.

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