Chapter 51

• Rough, no mercy, and before I knew it, I was warning him to back away. "S-Stark.." I stuttered, feeling myself throb, tense up. He ground his whole palm, fingers wrapped around me in the tightest way, all the way to my tip, and jerked me forward, towards him, making me explode 4 shots of cum, all of which landing between his stroking hands, and all over the stomach of his deep navy blue shirt, in a white splat. I felt relief when my previous erection went down, and he let me go. I watched as he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked eachone slowly. My eyes dazed over, and my breathing became heavy pants. He just winked, a smirk lacing his lips. I gripped onto him though, scratching at his chest as I met my lips with his, wanting to taste him now, in some kind of way. He was shocked for a second, but quickly recovered and kissed me back for a few seconds, before we just had to pull away and rested our foreheads on eachothers to catch our breath. "Sorry about your shirt." I laughed, regaining my strength and bravery. He chuckled too. Reaching down to admire his shirt, pulling it outwards to look at it. He shrugged. "I thinks it's abstract, what about you." I barked out laugh and punched his shoulder. "Perv." I muttered. He gripped my waist. "Want me to show you perv, again?" He smirked.
• My eyes grew wide, "Noo, no. I don't think I could last through that again. Let's just wait till next time." I mimicked his smirk and it was his turn to bark laughter. His grip didn't loosen. "So does this mean.. that you accept me?" Stark asked me and I raised an eyebrow. "Duh?" I asked, confused. He smiled. "Well, you have a rep, once and man whore, always a man whore." He told me, and I smirked. "I'd rather just be your whore." I told him honestly. "Good. Cause' when stuff like this happens.. And it will again, trust me..." He gestured towards his 'abstract' shirt with my cum stain, "I'll always be the dominant, baby." he grinned. A gasped escaped my lips and all I could do was nod as he stroked my 'V' line bones again. "So then it's you who smells so good?" I asked. He laughed. "Yeah, I guess you could say that. And how do I taste?" He smirked. I winked at him, but didn't say anything. "So, am I.. gay then?" I asked, a little breathless. "Do you feel gay?" Stark asked me. I shrugged. "I know that I love you. And I definitely love what just happened." I nervously laughed and he smiled at me. "Well sorry, I'm just not into you, I'm straight." He said, in a high pitch girly voice. I laughed and shook my head punching his shoulder again.
• "Just shut up and kiss me, jerk." I told him, and met his lips half way. Only to be interupted by a knock at the bathroom door.