Prologue
Taylor’s mind was elsewhere focusing on the sheer pleasure being given to him.
“Zeke. Ah, Zeke." It was both a moan and a pleading gasp for Zeke to continue doing whatever he was doing to cause Taylor a stupefying high. Pleasure coursed through his groin from the pressure Zeke was giving him making him shut his eyes and sink further into the heat shared by both boys. His nails dug into Zeke’s back as Zeke pressed himself harder in between Taylor’s legs making him gasp out. Taylor’s body was begging for more from the other boy, thankfully with his eyes shut Zeke wouldn’t see the need or how close Taylor was to lose all control and inhibitions.
Hands on his waist gripped him hard as they brought his hips back towards Zeke’s crotch, his hands caressing the soft skin as if it would break if he were any rougher. Zeke’s hips rocked against Taylor’s as he wrapped his legs around Zeke’s waist and pulled him closer with every thrust of Zeke’s cock. Their bodies were slick with sweat and Taylor gave off a glow Zeke had - before this - only wished of ever seeing, both boys filling the room with obscene and lewd noises. Noises that caused Zeke’s body to feel white hot on top of the other boy’s. The bed shook underneath them, the headboard hitting the wall loudly as Taylor gripped the sheets above his head to keep himself in place and also as an anchor so he could stay in the real world since he could feel himself slipping quickly into the desires he’s held inside for so long.
It took all of Zeke’s control to not grip Taylor’s hands and hold them above Taylor’s head, and keep him there, pressed underneath him, writhing with the pleasure that Zeke was giving him in waves unending. He wanted to do this desperately, to take everything he ever dreamed of from Taylor, everything he wants, everything he needs, from the boy that has haunted his dreams since seven, the boy who was all long limbs and messy brown hair with pale pink lips and eyes as green as a meadow. He couldn’t even think about what he would do if he had no inhibitions but he did reckon that he would do it for hours, creating a different memory with each red mark he placed on Taylor’s body, a memory that would fade fast but that gave Zeke enough incentive to make another one on Taylor’s body and many more.
“I’m here,” Zeke’s voice was nothing more than a harsh whisper being spoken into Taylor’s ear, but even so it caused Taylor to gasp at the breath tickling his ear and grip the white sheets tighter his knuckles blending in with them. Zeke was there in the same moment as him and he was relishing in it, both boys were together in this moment and never had they wanted to be in the moment as much as they did now.
Taylor’s cock was slick with precum and every time Zeke arched his back to press himself deeper into his heat, the pre cum was there coruscating, connecting the two even more than they already were. Zeke dove head first into the innocence that was his best friend, the pure unadulterated brightness that Taylor had. He wanted to corrupt him in the best way possible, to let Taylor bloom from everything Zeke had to give. Right now he can only thank any god that allowed his years of perseverance and unnoticed flirting to pay off. Because Taylor was worth it, god was he worth everything Zeke could ever offer.
Zeke watched as Taylor’s face contorted and the haggard breaths caught in his throat making his mouth form an ‘O’ shape before a soft moan escaped those slightly chapped pink lips that drove Zeke all kinds of insane. How terribly enticing.
But that innocence caused Zeke to control whatever insanity was being brought upon him by Taylor’s curves and muscles. He didn’t want to ruin what was happening by taking, no, he wanted to give. He would surrender to Taylor’s innocence and allow him to do all of the taking whatever he wanted, cause only God knew Zeke would give everything if Taylor would only ask.
His hands glided upwards Taylor’s body, slowly going over every crevice and curve of skin, committing it to his memory of things Zeke loved about Taylor: the softness of his skin, the sound of his moans, the way his body would shake with every thrust. All of it, Zeke wanted to remember all of it. Zeke’s hands slid up Taylor’s arms before their hands met and their fingers intertwined desperately. Zeke continued to press himself harder and deeper into the boy beneath him, Taylor’s slick cock the only thing separating the two, and even then Taylor gyrated his hips against every single one of Zeke’s strokes pressing them together even further.
It’s what Taylor wanted he knew it was, to be devoured like this, nothing could tell him differently. His body was made to be touched like this, to be caressed, embraced, loved. The haze overcrowded Taylor’s thoughts as Zeke pressed their lips together softly at first, it was one of many kisses throughout tonight but it still made Taylor’s toes curl and his hands to grip Zeke’s harder. Their lips danced together harshly each gasping for air but never wanting to break apart until Taylor couldn’t take it anymore he was getting close and Zeke could feel it in the way Taylor clenched around him, practically swallowing all of him making him wince in both pleasure and pain.
“Zeke,” Taylor didn’t know if it was nothing more than just air that had left his lips. ”More, please.”
The desperation in the other boy’s voice broke every wall Zeke had carefully crafted to halt his dominance. He was now done with giving, all he wanted to do now was take. Zeke clenched his teeth as he lowered his head into the soft spot of Taylor’s neck, the smell emitting from Taylor making Zeke’s head spin with lust. The other boy gasped underneath him from the sudden change in pleasure, it had become more animalistic and Taylor couldn’t get enough. He needed to touch himself, he was so close he needed the release more than he ever needed anything in his life. Taylor grasped his cock which was slippery and sticky and it amazed him just how badly he was leaking. The head of his cock was aching and sensitive as Taylor ran his thumb over it before gripping the base tight and stroking it.
Zeke growled, the animal inside of him making a full appearance before tossing Taylor’s hand away from his throbbing cock and gripping it in his hand and stroking it with vehement desire. Zeke wanted to be the one to make Taylor come, he’s wanted it since the first time he had ever touched himself to the many mental images of Taylor that he had imagined. Taylor was gasping underneath him his eyes fluttering between open and close before he shut them tight. Zeke’s grip tightened, he wanted to see Taylor’s face, he needed it.
“Open your eyes, Taylor,” Zeke panted, his thrusts rocking the bed and making the headboard bang against the wall ruthlessly.
“Zeke,” Taylor’s body was spasming out of control from the pleasure of both his friend plunging inside of his heat and the vicious stroking of his cock. Taylor was so far gone he couldn’t understand what Zeke was saying. He could feel the other boy’s weight being lifted off of him and made Taylor gasp at the cold air surrounding him and made his light pink nipples perk up. Had it always been this cold? He couldn’t remember and dare say he really didn’t care.
“Open your eyes,” This time Zeke demanded, his voice taking on a more feral tone. Taylor still wasn’t thinking clearly but he heard Zeke’s command and opened his eyes only to shut them again from the overwhelming pleasure.
“You feel so good baby, fuck, nice and tight wrapped around my cock. You like that?” Zeke’s voice was hazy to Taylor but he understood, all he could do was shake his head in agreement urgently as Zeke continued to thrust and stroke him. He’d be there soon, Zeke knew Taylor would be, but it didn’t stop the younger boy from slowing down his thrusting just enough to make Taylor last longer but not enough to make Zeke go crazy in anticipation. He wanted Taylor to come, but he wanted to relish this.
Taylor couldn’t control himself, not anymore, his body was screaming for release and he had since let himself be consumed by the entire being that was Ezekiel Hemmings. Every thrust was making him delirious and Taylor didn’t know which way was up or down. Taylor moaned and gasped underneath Zeke making the younger boy growl in appreciation.
“Can you feel that how tight you are? You want me to make you come?” Taylor only nodded again causing Zeke to smirk before pressing his body against Taylor’s once again his lips teasing against Taylor’s ear as he spoke, “Say it, I need you to tell me.”
Small, glittering beads of sweat shook off of Taylor’s head as he nodded once again before opening his mouth and moaning, “Oh, fuck! Make me... make me come!” Zeke decided to finally give Taylor the release he’s been wanting and began pumping into him harder. Zeke could feel how close Taylor was to his release by the way Taylor’s cock would tense and leak even more precum all over Zeke’s hand.
“Zeke! Oh, shit,” And a string of obscene words escaped Taylor’s lips as he came, muscles throbbing, long thick streams of white shot into the air before landing all over Taylor’s body. His abdomen flexing with every breath he took to gain some control after his intense orgasm. His eyes open lazily to look at Zeke, the rigid presence of the younger boy still in between his legs but not long after Zeke’s body contorts from the intensity of his orgasm. Zeke’s nostrils flare and he gasps for air as his body collapses on top of Taylor’s, his cock still spurting out into the already full condom.
They stay like that, each one slowly coming back down, the haze lifting itself around them. Zeke pulls himself out slowly before pulling the condom off tying a knot and throwing it in the trash basin across the room and falling back down onto Taylor a smile plastered on his face.
It happened, his wish came true, Zeke had finally taken the step to become more than friends with Taylor.
A light tap on his shoulder made Zeke look up into the blonde boy’s green eyes, the same smile Zeke had mimicked on Taylor’s face.
“Again,”
