Rebound Love

Orgasmic Bliss

Archer

By the end of day one of our stay I could barely feel my limbs and I was proud to say that Oakley was in the same predicament. The beautiful man beside me looked thoroughly f****d and he made me so damn smug of my s****l prowess.

“Well, don’t you look so damn pleased with yourself?” Oakley accused lazily while he hugged his tired leg to mine.

“I do, and goddamn tired too. Give me a minute then I’ll clean us up.”

“Mmhmm...”

When both of us were finally cleaned and I managed to get us under the covers, my eyes were too heavy and my mind was too sluggish to think. We ended up sleeping through dinner time. When I eventually woke up, he was comfortably snuggled in my chest. Surely this is not part of being in a rebound relationship? But, since both of us were new to this arrangement I was not going to rectify the situation.

“Oakley...I need food. Starving,”

I poked his side, trying to get him to open his eyes. The lithe man softly laughed and told me that he was going to check the fridge. I know we need to go to town tomorrow to buy groceries, so I was not sure what kind of food would there be in there.

“No, don’t go. I’m going to get my phone, we’ll order in, just tell me what you want the menu is on your side of the table.”

I was glad that I had the forethought to get the menu to our bedroom. I know that it’ll take a while for us to untangle our limbs. I know exactly that his feelings were mutual with mine and we were both too horny to go to the restaurant to pause our intimacy to refuel.

“I’m feeling for some gooey pasta, as gooey as my body feels right now. God, Archer, you really trying to melt me into the bed aren’t you?” His warm breath hovered inches from my ear and I had to take a deep breath to calm my d**k down.

“Oh...sweet cheeks, you’re going to make my head swell aren’t you?”

“Well, I’m not sure my sore cheeks can handle your big head right now, but give me a couple of hours and we’ll revisit that question.” He answered saucily then teased me some more by grinning like a brat.

Oh...I’m so going to enjoy this week.

“Damn, here I was thinking that I may or may not finally exhaust the high school drama king.”

“And as predicted the endurance of a certain captain of the football team is as dreamy as the wistful gay teen boy had imagined a decade ago while trapped in the library of his high school with the said hunk.”

Laughter burst from my chest and I couldn’t help myself not to grab him, pulling him on top of my body and kissed his mouthy lips. “Food first,”

“Uh-huh...” he kissed me back with more vigor and had his forearms braced beside my head.

We ended up panting and gasping until I finally lay him on his back while I reached for my phone to call room service. The little brat had a mind of his own when I was on the line with the resort staff.

Oakley was kneeling between my legs, then made a show of his flawless naked body as he reached out for the lube. I shook my head, telling him in silence not to do what I thought he was going to do. I may have given him the stink eye, but I know nothing was stopping Oakley from doing what he wanted.

Our sexy playtime was so different than the one I had with my other boyfriends or girlfriends. They usually have this perfect image of themselves that they want to protect. While Oakley was always so confident with himself, I could see that the man didn’t care what others thought aside from himself.

Yes, he’d been doing the exact thing growing up, I remember how beautiful he was prancing in the school hallway in his colorful shirts and sneakers.

I was still watching him when I saw the tug of his lips, it sent spirals down my stomach. Yep, it was referring to hunger, though not the kind of hunger related to food. And when his slim fingers started stroking my half-hard d**k, it didn’t take long before my length was full mast.

My mind struggled with the food that I was ordering, I wasn’t sure I got it all, but my bleary mind couldn’t care less. It was the fastest food ordering I’ve ever done. My words were choppy, voice was shaky but I managed to finish the call and ended it seconds before I blew my load in his slick hands.

“You’re such a naughty little brat aren’t you?” I grabbed Oakley and threw him onto the bed when he yelped trying to sound shocked, that was when I told him to shut it. I know he was not at all surprised by my action and practically goaded me knowing I take food ordering seriously.

More than an hour later, I was rubbing my belly. I was in food heaven and not going to move anytime soon. Oakley was leaning on my shoulder as we sat on the sofa, cuddling with a blanket, watching some slasher movie while sharing a bowl of ice cream.

The situation was perfect, we talked throughout the movie, cursing the characters who seemed to find their way to the villain. He jumped a few times, though he said he had watched the movie before.

“Got me every goddamn time. I hate it.” He said, as he scooped up a spoonful of the gooey ice cream and fed it into my mouth. It was cute that he said he wanted ice cream but then only took a few spoonfuls before he fed me the rest. I was not complaining, since the feeling was too good. A sexy man in my arm feeding me ice cream while watching some stupid slasher film.

How good can a rebound s*x be, right?

Honestly, I have no f*****g clue what a rebound relationship should be like. And just like everything that was happening in my life, I was winging it and having a great time doing it.

“I’m so anticipating waking up naked with a hot sexy man and no reminders of needing to come to work for the rest of the day.”

“Hmm...tomorrow sounds good. I think we should really be resting so we can find out as quickly as possible.”

Oakley laughed and he rested his arm on my chest and his cheek on his pillow inches from mine.

“I’ve thought about you, you know...” Oakley mumbled, his eyes shut, and his fingers caressed my torso.

“Yeah, you like sexy thoughts? I know I’m spank bank material even in my younger days.” I teased and the man playfully slapped my stomach and I let out an ouch, telling him that he had hurt me by doing so.

“Stop it, I’m not even hurting you. Your six packs are good for punches, you probably didn’t even feel it.” His sleepy voice sent my insides into a peaceful pre-slumber moment.

“Yes, I did,”

“Really, Captain? we’re going down this road?” He opened his right eye as if would take too much effort from him to open both of his eyes. Yes, obviously cause I had tired him out from all the orgasms I coaxed out of him.

“Sleep, Drama King, we have so many orgasms to achieve tomorrow and I still need to order breakfast, you didn’t give me time to order much tonight.”

“You’re breaking my bank, Wainwright.”

“I told you so, but don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you. Monetarily or sexually, I’ll let you decide.”

“Hmm...I know I like this rebound thing. What would we do without my best friends.”

“Yeah, I really don’t want to be back raising six kids with my cheating ex-girlfriend.”

Oakley smiled and kissed my chest. “No, my Captain, stick with me and we will be the best uncles and never be daddies, well except to my Rex. Ugh...I miss my fur baby.”

“You can video call the old guy tomorrow,”

“Meh, he’s probably having the time of his life with Vee’s hot manny.”

“So, Vee’s manny is hot?”

“Of course, he looks like...”

I was about to ask some more when I realized that Oakley had drifted off to sleep.