Chapter 32: Slow And Messy
Room 21, Roadside Motel, Baltiney, New York...
Ken Ryker took a deep as he found himself looking up at the motel room ceiling. He had not known how much time had passed since he had last ventured out and about for himself and Dean to grab a bite to eat, but he had known that since their tryst started he'd had sex with the lad several times and all at random intervals. Dean didn't seem to mind it and occasionally initiated the events when he'd been feeling rather lonely or horny. Their various cocaine-fueled acts of indulgence had been quite spectacular as far as Ken had been concerned. The younger lad had still been asleep, more content it seemed after their latest sex romp given his level of exhaustion. Ken had taken a few moments to bask in the easy silence that had fallen between them following the conclusion of their latest act. It had been quite some time since he had been able to appreciate it in place of dreading it whenever he had gone back home.
The soft sound of Dean's contented snoring had been a welcome change as Ken looked over the sleeping younger blond lad noting just how small he seemed to be amid the messy wrinkled motel bedsheets. Ken could appreciate the lad's softer features and how they made Dean look almost feminine when it came to how easily he'd been attractive to him.
Odd notions aside, Ken had been curious as to what had been on Dean's young mind to the point of causing him distress even in his sleep. The lad scooted closer to him as if desperate to feel Ken's body beside him even as exhausted as he'd been. Ken smirked when he heard the needy lad whimper in between light snoring. The older man shook his head and ventured toward Dean pulling the lad flush against his chest and wrapping his arms around him. Dean melted into the older man's embrace nuzzling his neck against him as he continued with his momentarily interrupted slumber.
"It's alright," said Ken at last breaking the silence with his deep baritone voice. "No one's gonna hurt you on my watch."
"Ken..." said Dean feeling his anxiousness melt away as he was further assured by the beating of the older man's heart filling his ears.
Ken kissed Dean on the top of the head and closed his eyes drifting off once more as the hours passed.
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Sometime Later...
Room 21, Roadside Motel, Baltiney, New York...
Dean awoke to find that he'd been sleeping with his head rested on Ken's bare chest and that Ken's arm had been wrapped around him. He had not known what to make of it, as sleeping with anyone else in the same bed, let alone an older man had been relatively new to him. The older man's heartbeat had been pleasant to hear and relaxing in a sort of strange way. Dean sighed as he continued to rest against Ken's body enjoying the feeling of intimate closeness for whatever it had been worth.
The lad had never known anyone who had wanted to be close to him before, at least not anyone who didn't have plans to cause him pain or use his body for sexual gratification. Ken had not done anything remotely close to hurting him and the sexual gratification had been a mutual thing.
Ken shifted some in his sleep as he held Dean close to him, the unsure lad had been caught off guard to see that he had opened his eyes when he looked up at him. The older man seemed to be content for the time being despite Dean being able to feel his large cock begin to expand all over again as he rested his naked body above Ken's their mutual bliss from their previous acts still lingering in the process as well as the effects of the drugs they had ingested beforehand.
Dean had not known why, but he had felt the need to be closer to Ken ever since he'd been the first to introduce him to a life of true carnal bliss without the need for force and uncertainty. The two exchanged a series of sloppy kisses, with Dean moaning the moment he felt Ken's thick cock pulse just between his thighs.
"A man could get used to waking up to good pussy every day," said Ken with a confident smirk as he found himself looking into Dean's rather enchanting blue eyes.
"Yeah?" asked Dean stroking Ken's bare chest with a small measure of affection.
"Yeah," replied Ken as he maneuvered Dean's body so he could once more ease his thicker cock inside the now moaning lad's tight folds.
Dean opened his mouth only to be met with Ken's timely sloppy kiss as he moaned against his lips feeling the older man's appendage slide back inside him with a bit of difficulty.
"Yessss..." hissed Ken as he thrust upward shoving his hard cock deeper inside the whimpering lad that lay on top of him.
The angle had hit just right as Dean found himself unable to hold back his moans and the spurting from his own cock as it coated his belly and Ken's despite the older man gripping his exposed pale ass and impaling him further.
"Shit..." hissed Dean loving the feel of Ken's strong rough hands along his soft skin. "Your dick is so big Daddy...even from this angle."
Ken kissed a slow sensuous trail along Dean's exposed neck as he continued to moan in the wake of the older man slowly beginning to thrust inside him pulling back and pushing forward despite being beneath the younger lad in the center of the messy motel bed.
The older man had been quite fascinated by how Dean bit his bottom lip and closed his eyes tight in the wake of the sensation of being impaled so deeply it had been an exquisite sight as far as he'd been concerned and well worth the angle despite his being keen on dominance when having sex with anyone.
This time Ken had not been all that eager for release as he continued to draw out his thrusts amid the sloppy squelching of Dean's sodden sex in the wake of their renewed act. Dean lazily rested his bare body on top of Ken's as the older man continued to maneuver beneath him slowly pumping his body upward letting his thick cock slide in and out of the moaning younger blond lad with ease.
The bliss that filed across the handsome pale face of the younger Dean had been quite the treat for Ken to witness as he continued his slow and methodical pumping of his hips thrusting upward as Dean began to slowly bounce on him.
"Mmmm...I could fuck you for days." moaned Dean still lost in the sensation of Ken's slow upward thrusts.
"That could be arranged." remarked the older man as he continued to grip Dean's hips, as the younger lad sat up taking more of his cock inside him as he ran his soft fingers along the older man's bare chest.
"Mmmm." moaned Dean closing his eyes again as the sweet sensation of bliss filled him once more. "Fuck me...Daddy."
Ken growled as he continued to grip the slender hips of the rather cock drunk pale lad as he rode him slowly keeping the same pace and intensity in the process.
"Morning, noon, and night baby." Ken reminded him as he continued to grip the lad's pale slender hips. "Which reminds me...we got an upcoming engagement of sorts this weekend."
"Engagement?" asked Dean trying his best to concentrate, but the sensation of having Ken's thick cock inside him had been a good deal distracting.
"We've been invited to a party of sorts, I figured you could stand getting some fresh air and having something to do besides wait for me to stick my dick in you here at the motel," replied Ken.
Dean moaned as Ken thrust deeper into him and caused him to forget most of their conversation.
"Fuck..." hissed Dean lost in sensation once more as his own cock throbbed with need. "You always seem to want to discuss things when you're already fucking me."
"Good a time as any don't you think?" asked Ken with an arched brow.
Dean rolled his eyes as he continued to bounce on the older man's thick cock.
"I...you just want to make it so that I can't say no." he managed. "Bastard using your big dick as leverage knowing that I wouldn't want you to stop fucking me to talk about this."
Ken chuckled at this while still gripping Dean's slender pale hips.
"You think you know me don't ya?" asked Ken thrusting into the moaning lad all the more.
"About as much as I know that you're big dick can't get enough of my pussy." replied Dean rather boldly which made Ken smile all the more.
"Still a feisty little thing I see," he remarked with a good deal of admiration in his tone despite the effort he'd been putting into having Dean bounce on his cock. "Only makes me want to fuck you harder."
Dean moaned as Ken's pace increased and along with it so had his intensity as the need to dominate had once more taken over the older man who had maneuvered them until he found himself on top and skillfully pummeling the younger lad's hidden sex.
"Now be a good boy and cum on Daddy's big dick," growled Ken with his surprisingly fit body flexing in between Dean's pasty thighs.
Dean couldn't contain himself as a howl left his lips and he did just that shuddering as Ken continued to pummel the younger lad's slick sex with reckless abandon. Ken did a bit of howling himself when he felt Dean coat his cock with his recent round of release.
He had never felt so alive as he filled Dean's tight orifice once again relishing the various pleasurable sensations as the lad moaned beneath him given to the halls of mental and physical bliss once more.
"Shit." hissed Ken looking down at the panting and sweat-slick Dean as he gasped for much-needed breath. "I think I may have found my new favorite pussy, lost count of how many times I've cum in you."
Dean shook his head at Ken's vulgar statement. He'd been feeling more than a bit lazy and even more anxious about the upcoming dinner he had been supposed to attend with Ken. He knew next to nothing about the man that had been pumping between his thighs outside of their mutual friends and coke addiction but he had been curious as to why Ken had invited him to begin with.
The older man smirked and kissed him rather passionately on the lips, which Dean had been all too eager to return to him. Ken could hear Dean's stomach growl and smirked as he didn't doubt that his stomach had been about to do the same.
"Looks like somebody needs a good meal," he said casually.
Ken's stomach had growled in that instant as well.
"So do you," replied Dean once more kissing Ken before the older man pulled out and rolled onto his preferred side of the motel bed.
"Well we can order in or get the food directly the choice is yours but if you wanna eat out tonight we'll have to shower first," said Ken as he leaned back against the pillows on his side of the bed. "Either way makes no difference to me, I could eat and go for another round as far as I'm concerned."
"Shower it is," replied Dean with a sigh.
He had not wanted to go through all the effort but he had not been willing to endure yet another strenuous round of sex with Ken just yet and knowing Ken he'd already be ready to go once Dean had gotten out of the shower.
"Good boy," said Ken with a smirk as Dean reluctantly climbed out of bed and slowly made his way toward the bathroom, his legs had felt like jelly as he attempted to move about the motel carpet.
Ken turned his attention to the television and flipped through channels on a whim as he awaited his turn in the shower. He'd been all for a change in location and fresh air even if Dean hadn't but he had planned to upgrade the lad's wardrobe while they had been out and get him something to wear to dinner that wouldn't invite conversation from his parents.