Austin pushed into him, and Hale saw stars. He wasn’t a virgin, but it had been a while since he’d been with a partner, and he’d forgotten how incredible it felt to be filled. Or maybe, it was that Austin was different from anyone he’d ever been with—that the anticipation of his body for all these years had led to this moment and made it as incredible as it was. Hale wasn’t sure. What he did know was that now that Austin had started, he never wanted him to stop.

Hale sucked on Austin’s fingers, clearing the bitter taste of his own come from them. Tasting himself in such an intimate way made his heart race, and the idea that he’d be cleaning up any of his own messes made him want to tempt fate. He imagined holding out to come until he could flip himself around and shoot all over Austin’s body so that he could lick it off his skin—but right now, Austin was still dressed, and the only way that was happening was if Austin pulled out and they changed positions.

Hale didn’t think he could hold off from another orgasm for that long.

In one incredible moment, the wildest of his teenage dreams had come true, and trying not to come while his high school obsession was balls deep inside of him was a surefire recipe for failure.

“Fuck, you feel good,” Austin breathed against the back of Hale’s ear. He bucked into him, not being careful in the least. His aggressive, unintimidated movements turned Hale the hell on, and he didn’t think he’d be going soft, even though he’d already come. “Why do you feel so good?”

“Because I was made for your cock,” Hale replied. He hung his head and braced himself against the counter, trying to hold himself steady while Austin thrust into him. “I—fuck!—I knew it from the beginning. This could have been yours.”

“It couldn’t have been, jailbait,” Austin said with a throaty chuckle. He nipped the top of Hale’s ear. “Last time I saw you, was when you were just a kid. If I hadn’t have gone away, I would have always seen you like that—so it’s a good thing I left, or you’d never be hunched over my kitchen counter, taking it from me.”

Hale’s vision blurred, and his arms lost their strength. He dropped down to his elbows and hung his head, working his hips in a way that would bring them both pleasure. He was overdosing on it, but still, he wanted more. Even when his body ached and his balls were drained, he was sure he’d want Austin’s cock. He couldn’t help himself. He was insatiable, and was glad to see that it looked like Austin was the same way.

“I’m going to come,” Austin whispered against the back of his ear. Hale sucked in a breath and bucked back against him, eager for it. His cock had never softened, but now it was back to full mast and ready to come again. “Where do you want it?”

“I’m your cock sleeve,” Hale uttered, almost too excited to speak. His words were wispy and strained. “I don’t get a say. You put it wherever you want to put it.”

Austin grunted. The hand he’d placed low on Hale’s belly—the one that Hale felt like Austin was thrusting into with each buck of his hips—pushed him tighter to Austin’s body.

He’s going to come inside me. F-fuck, that’s hot. He’s so fucking hot…

Another throaty grunt turned into a growl. Austin bucked into him, and Hale felt the flood of his orgasm. Hale gasped and lurched forward as Austin pounded him into the counter, and as he did, he came. His seed spilled down the face of the cabinet beneath the counter, and all the while, Austin kept coming, and coming…

“Sh-Shit,” Austin said. He panted for breath. “I can’t stop. Every time I think I’m done, there’s more. You’re so fucking hot.”

“Me?” Hale asked sheepishly. “You’re the one breeding me right now like a total stud. Fuck, that’s hot. It’s so wrong, so wrong, but I don’t even care.”

“I’m clean,” Austin said.

Hale’s eyes narrowed. He looked over his shoulder. “I don’t know when the last time you showered was, but that’s not important. What’s important is that you’re negative. We don’t say clean. We never say clean. Okay?”

“We?”

“Anyone who’s not culturally ignorant,” Hale said. He let out his irritation with a sigh. The mood had momentarily been broken, but that was fine. Austin had come, and he figured that was it—he was going to get thrown out any minute. “It’s okay, though. Just try to be more sensitive next time, okay? And FYI, I’m negative, too… and that’s usually a conversation you have before unsafe sex.”

“I couldn’t keep my hands off you.”

“And I wasn’t about to stop you.” Hale managed a smile. “Do you want to hand me a paper towel and some disinfectant? I made a mess of your cabinet door.”

Austin paused, and Hale was just about to ask him what was wrong when he spoke again. “Did you forget about what I told you, Hale?”

A shiver ran down Hale’s spine. He hadn’t forgotten, but he’d been sure that Austin was moments away from kicking him out. “Are you serious?”

“I told you that tonight, I’m going to fuck you until you regret giving me your body.” The lust had started to return to Austin’s voice. He pulled out with a wet pop and smacked Hale’s ass. “Get on your knees and clean the mess you made, then get up and get your ass into the bedroom. I’m going to lie back and watch you do all the work—just like I said.”

Hale had already come twice, but hearing Austin made him set to go again. He turned around, looked Austin in the eyes, then sank down to his knees and started to clean the mess he’d made.

Sex with Austin was hotter than his teenage self ever could have dreamed, and that was saying something. He still wasn’t sure he was awake. Dreams like this always came to an end eventually.

But that night, Austin made good on his word, and the dream didn’t end until Hale passed out from exhaustion on Austin’s chest while riding him for the third time that night. It was a small reprieve before life got serious again, and the nightmare that was Michael’s situation came back to haunt them both.