FATHER AND SON: Chapter 10; Pieces that somehow fit together (FINAL)

The afternoon light came in through the kitchen window while I finished clearing the plates. Apolo was sprawled on the sofa with the remote in his hand, wearing only his boxers, lazily scratching his chest. I could see his bulge pulsing.

We had been living together for almost four months and it still surprised me how natural everything had become.

—Hulki, have you seen my lighter? —he asked without taking his eyes off the TV.

—It’s where it always is, on your nightstand —I answered, drying my hands with a cloth—. You’re a disaster, seriously.

He turned toward me with that cocky half-smile that still made me stupid.

—I’m your disaster. Come on, do me a favor and go get it…

—Can you lift your big balls off the sofa and get it yourself? I’m washing up.

—Hey, I made you a salad and baked fish like nobody’s ever made you in your life, Hulki —he said as he got up and went to our room.

When he came back, he came into the kitchen and hugged me from behind, rubbing his big bulge between my ass cheeks. I laughed, but stopped when he kissed me. It wasn’t an aggressive kiss. It was slow, deep, the kind that reminded me that behind all the neighborhood posturing there was something real.

—The lighter thing was an excuse to drag you onto the sofa with me —he murmured against my mouth while squeezing my ass with both hands—. But even when you bust my balls, you make me horny.

—You’re a romantic, did you know that? —I joked.

—Shut up, come on.

He pulled down my sweatpants in one tug and bit my neck. I was already half-hard just from the kiss. Apolo spat on his dick, took off my T-shirt and ran his hands over my chest and abs with that mix of possessiveness and tenderness that disarmed me so much.

—Phew, babe, I still have two plates left… let me finish and…

—Finish, finish —he said, grabbing his member and pressing it against my hole.

It went in without trouble, making me slam against the sink. I moaned loudly like I always did when he put it in without warning.

—God… bastard…

—Yes, I’m also your bastard, and you love it.

—Fuck, yes.

I couldn’t deny it. Since we had moved in, we hadn’t stopped fucking in every corner. There were barely two places left safe from our delicious thrusts. And it didn’t look like they were going to stay virgins much longer.

—Fuck, you drive me crazy, Hulki —he whispered while biting my lip and pushing it all the way in.

—And you drive me crazy too —I answered without thinking, trying to finish washing up.

But I couldn’t. I left what was left and let myself be carried away by his dick.

Apolo started fucking me against the sink. Mixing kisses and caresses with thrusts that took my last breath away.

After a few minutes he turned me around and ...