Preached By My Neighbor (LGBT/18+)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Wesly Bennett

Have you ever woken up in a day when the sun shines brightly than ever, the birds singing a melody they are the only ones who can understand it but you can feel the emotion of the rhythm, the person you love stroking your hair whilst humming?

Dexter keeps humming as he runs his hand through my already tousled hair. We had s*x. I can't believe we had s*x. Dex likes me. He freaking likes me, for mama's sake! When he said those words to me, it felt like my heart was going to explode from happiness. I cried just because of it.

He nuzzles his nose in the crook of my neck, kissing it. I moan. Dexter bites my neck and licks it. He gave me a love bite! I turn to glare at him, only to face the adorable face of Dex. He's nibbling his lower lip as he looks at me, his eyes telling me he really likes me.

"Morning, hon." Dexter says softly, his voice telling me that he has been awake for a long time. Hon. He called me hon. Does that mean something? Does that mean he wants me to be his... husband? I scoff at the thought but look at Dex.

"Good morning, Dex." I chirp groggily. He gives me a soft chuckle, his body vibrating from the action, making me shiver. I slowly get up and brush my lips across from him. I can feel him smiling. He grabs the back of my neck and guides me down, so he can capture my lips. His soft, warm lips envelop mine. We both pull away. I give him a smile, but then frown, remembering that he has a wife, a family, that is waiting for him. I'm... a life wrecker.

"What's wrong, hon?" He asks me, his brows furrowing as he looks at me with a frown.

"Nothing," I say, looking anywhere but him. I don't him to see me feeling guilty. He grabs my chin and forces me to look at him.

"Bullshit, Wesly. Tell me," he pleads as he runs his nose across my jawline, then plants a kiss on my cheek.

"You have a wife, a son, a family," I say sadly, giving him a sad smile. "They're waiting for you." Dexter's arms tightens around me. It seems like he doesn't want to let me go. Ever. As if I'd be gone if he doesn't hold tight. It pains me to see him like this.

There's a complete silence for 5 minutes. The magical moment has been replaced with a sorrow one. The soft singing of the birds is now gone.

"All my life, I thought I was my true own self," he says, his voice holds so many emotions. He's breaking, I think. "My mom molded me to who I am today. I thought I was my real self, but today, as I'm with you, I've realized that my whole life is a complete lie."

I hug him, running my fingers across his back, back and forth. He does the same.

"I've realized that I've been gay my whole life," he continues. I look at him, seeing him watching me with those beautiful eyes of his. He runs his fingers across my jawline, then cups my face. "I always thought that it's normal for straight guys to think other guys are hot, but you, you made me realized who I really am, Wesly. And I'm grateful for that." His eyes are watering, so are mine. A tear slips out of my left eye, and he brushes it away using his lips. "I... I love you, Wes."

My breath hitches. The world around me seems to fade away. In this new world, both Dex and I are the only humans living in this place. My heart is going haywire, the words of Dex is the caused of it. It feels like my body is about to collapse, brain about to explode, soul about to get out of my body.

Do I love Dex? Hell, yes.

"I love you too, Dex." I whisper, then I burst into sobs as I hug him tight. The feeling of his skin making contact against mine feels hot and I'm burning. A fiery love burning in my heart, giving me a hopeful eyes, a hopeful future, and a hopeful life. As much as I hate to ask this question, I know I have to. "Dex, what about your wife?"

He scoffs. "That woman? Yeah, I love her. But my love for her is more of a love for friend than for wife. Because my love for wife belongs to you." He says. As cheesy as it sounds, I blush, and he chuckles. I smack his chest playfully. When Dex gets up, I admire everything about him.

His dark hair is tousled, always messy, an after s*x hair, which makes me smile. He looks adorable and cute and handsome and so hot at that. His body is tanned, his hard pecs, which is mild hairy trailing down to his abs, to his belly button to groin. A pubic hair surrounding his member, with little amount on his balls. I just realize that he's huge.

He must have noticed that I'm staring at his erection because it hardens, slowly rising up. My eyes flicker with lust and reach his eyes, which is looking at me with lust. He walks towards me and leans down and capture my lips hungrily. I grab his erection, and he gasps against my mouth as I stroke him. I pull away from the kiss and take him in my mouth. He lets out a deep moan.

I swirl my tongue around his mushroom head and lick him from tip to base. He shivers as he grabs a handful of my hair and slams me back to his hard member. His salty taste is the best taste ever. He pushes me forward so all of his big member is inside me. I relax my throat as I continue to lick him, my nose nuzzling his pubic hair. He grunts as he pulls away and slams it inside me again. As he continues to mouth f**k me, my eyes are rolling into the back of my head. Dex keeps moaning as he pounds me into the mouth.

The sound he is making is enough to make me come, right here. But I fight against it. Dex cries in pleasure as his essence shoots the back of my throat. He tastes even more great as I swallow his load. He then pulls out of my mouth and pushes me lightly on the bed, taking the duvet out of my groin and take me in his mouth.

The feeling of his wet, warm mouth around me is urging me to come. I moan in ecstasy as he keeps licking me, teasing my head. He then cups my balls and toys with it as he sucks me. He looks at me with those lustful eyes as I look into his. Watching him sucking me is a great sight. I clutch his hair and thrust in and out of him. He groans and it sends spasms throughout my body. Then without any warning, I shoot my seed inside his mouth, and he gulps it as he looks at me with his dazed eyes. He releases me with a pop and kisses me, letting me taste myself. It tastes bitter but sweet at the same time.

"You came a lot," he mumbles, nuzzling in the crook of my neck. I blush furiously, slapping him on the back playfully. He chuckles. "I love you, hon."

"I love you, too, Dex."

"You should call me... Hmmm, honeybear? Honeypoo? Baby? Hon? Honey? Kuchi poo?" He demands, a playful grin tugged across his beautiful lips. We both laugh.

"Okay, hon." I say through giggles, kissing him on the lips. We both dress and head downstairs to eat.

He cooks two omelets for us, and I prepare coffees. A chocolate coffee. Dex takes a seat and gulps a little of his coffee and eyes it. He looks at me with a smile and tells me what a good coffee it is, and asks me what's the recipe for it. I just shake my head and tell him that it's a secret of the family. We eat.

From the corner of my eyes, I see, through the window, Dex's wife looking around in frantic. She must be looking for Dex. Dex is in the bathroom, taking a shower. I know that I have to give Dex back eventually, and I'll be left alone again. But this time, I want to be selfish again. Although the last time I've been selfish didn't turn good, this time, I will deal with the consequences. I want to keep Dex for myself. The way he's making me feel is beyond words. I can't explain it. It's like whenever he's around me, he makes me nervous, makes me self-conscious, makes me aware of my surrounding. But most of all, he makes me feel like I'm falling in love with him for the first time again.

I love Dex and he loves me.

Even the witch can't take Dex away from me today.