Chapter 95: A High Potency

Dean's Bedroom, The Kennison Estate, Latimer Ave, Baltiney, New York...

 Small pale fingers gripped the crisp white bedsheets that had been beneath the thin and equally pale frame of a young and sweat-slick Dean Hudson as his blue eyes blazed with lust and the lingering effects of Spyder's potent mix. The young lad's body had been set ablaze with newfound lust and his neediness had been evident in the way he arched his back meeting the deep frequent thrusts of an equally high and self-indulgent Ken Ryker whose larger body towered above him pinning the lad between himself and the mattress as their act commenced. A series of sloppy kisses trailed along Dean's back and shoulders as Ken pounded him once more from behind, further illustrating how he'd always preferred this position when indulging with Dean. 

The older man found himself growling as he pinned Dean hard against the bed further wrinkling the already messy sheets as his hips continued to jackhammer his thick cock in and out of the lad's hidden sex. The sloppy squelching sounds made by their movements due to previous encounters echoed amid their labored breaths and mutual groans indicating how much they both enjoyed the rampant sensations their movements had caused. 

 The bed had been getting quite the workout, which had become a normality since Dean had moved in and the bedsprings had been creaking something fierce in the wake of Ken's deep thrusts. He'd always been wild and reckless when it came to sex, but when he'd been high out of his mind and shoving his massive cock in and out of Dean's slick tightness he'd been hooked on something else entirely. He didn't know if it was the lad's youth that attracted him to him or the blatant naivete but he couldn't get enough of pounding the strange lad's sodden formerly hidden sex. 

There had been an element of taboo that accompanied his thrills with Dean that no one had been aware of and it made it all the more intense when he'd elected to take him, hard and fast or nice and slow. Either way, Dean's frequent moans and mewling had been like music to the older man's ears prompting him to want him again and again no matter the time of day. Ken hadn't lied to Dean when he'd told him he was obsessed with a particular part of him but Dean had been the type to make Ken appreciate him as a whole person and it was both exciting and unnerving for the older man at the same time. 

"Uhhhhh." moaned Dean feeling his body tense as Ken's rough pounding continued. 

The older man leaned his head against the lad's shoulder and proceeded to plant long slow kisses along Dean's sweat-slick pale skin. The contrast of their bodies had never ceased to amaze Ken as he noted the smooth pale flesh of his younger lover and smirked while still trailing kisses along his shoulder blade. Dean's young body had been jolted along the mattress in the same unceremonious manner that always came with Ken's untethered eagerness. 

"Oh fuck..." Dean hissed biting his lower lip as he felt Ken's thick cock plunge deeper inside him, the older man smirked and angled his cock into the bundle of nerves that he'd become accustomed to taking note of as Dean slowly came undone beneath him. "Oh fuck you horny old bastard you did that on purpose...always making me cum...fuck!"

Ken chuckled darkly and continued to pump his hips against the younger lad's pale ass causing the nether cheeks to clap in the wake of the jerky movements between them. 

The potent drugs coursing through their collective systems only seemed to further intensify their union making them last longer than they would have under normal circumstances while seeing their fair share of colors and stars with each round of long-awaited release. Dean's body shook as he felt himself be pushed over the edge by Ken's deep thrusts moaning and growling at the same time as his voice cracked and hoarse in the wake of his reaction to having his sodden sex pounded so often in one day. 

Much like always tears began to stream down the handsome younger lad's pale cheeks as the absolute bliss of the euphoric drugs and the release from a good deal of sex had gotten the better of him. He had been well and truly in his feelings as he moaned how much he loved Ken and never wanted him to leave him. Ken smirked and continued his frantic pace knowing all too well that Dean had been high out of his mind. 

"Oh fuck....I love you..." moaned Dean gripping the bedsheets and arching his pale ass into Ken's forward thrusts with matching eagerness. His pink cock continued to spurt coating the bedsheets as before soaking his thighs and belly respectively despite Ken's continued deep pounding. 

"You don't love me, boy you love Daddy's big dick." growled Ken as his aggression began to increase. 

"Mmmmm I love Daddy's big dick." moaned Dean still reeling from Ken's deep thrusts. "Fuck...."

He'd been so drenched in sweat that his messy blond locks had been sticking to his forehead and the sides of his face as he moaned and pushed back against Ken's violent pumping. He could feel the older man getting close to release as the drugs continued to intensify the sensation between them and he found himself unable to help drooling in reaction to Ken still pounding him. 

"Oh fuck....oh fuck....OH FUCK!" moaned Dean before shouting as he once more coated Ken's thick appendage while clenching inside him. 

"Tight fucking pussy." growled Ken his pace increasing as he became all the more reckless. 

"Shit..shit it's so fucking big....so fucking deep....shit...." hissed Dean leaning his head down against the bedding as Ken's wild drilling commenced. "Horny bastard....fuck....fuck me."

Ken grinned before growling as he did just that not at all showing any signs of slowing down in the wake of the vivid colors and slick tightness that he'd come to enjoy so much. 

"Fuck baby....you're in me so deep...." moaned Dean biting down on the bedsheets he'd managed to get into his mouth as Ken kept pounding him. The older man growled once more before pinning Dean's sweat-slick body against the messy mattress before he thrust in deeply one last time and a current of heat filled the tight and already sodden sex of the whimpering blond lad. 

"FUCK!" howled Ken gripping Dean's hips as he pumped into him riding out the last of his release. "Now that's what I call good pussy."

He planted slow kisses along Dean's slick spine and gripped the pale lad's shapely ass as he allowed his thick cock to pulse inside him for a few moments more before withdrawing much to Dean's charging. 

"Fucking....horndog....mmmmmm," moaned Dean his eyes getting heavy as he rested against the bed having already fully collapsed against the mattress chest first. 

Ken smirked as he rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling the last of the euphoria heightening his senses as he attempted to catch his labored breath. He'd been slick with sweat as well and his messy dark hair had been sticking to his forehead. He noted the gentle pulsing of his decidedly slick cock and found himself noting how heavy his eyelids were getting. 

Dean moaned as he slowly crawled toward him and rested his weary head against the older man's sweat-slick bare chest planting a series of grateful kisses along his skin in gratitude for all the bliss he'd given him. 

"I love you," Dean said once more despite Ken brushing it off. "I know you don't want to hear it but I can't help it, no one makes me feel the way you do inside and out."

Ken rolled his eyes. 

"Now you sound like her." he groaned as he attempted to sit up only for Dean to slide his body on top of him and pin him to the bed while capturing his lips in a series of heated kisses. 

"It's your fault...your the one with the good dick....made us both fall in love," remarked Dean moaning as he felt Ken's slick cock against his nether lips. "You're as addicted to fucking us as we are to riding that big stick....so why can't we love you?"

"I ain't the loving type," admitted Ken evenly. "I'm just in it for the fucking."

Dean sighed as he met Ken's dark eyes once more before they ended up sharing another heated series of kisses. 

"I take it you're not upset about the wedding?" asked Ken breaking the silence that had fallen between them. 

"She may have the ring but we both know you'll be spending most of your nights in my pussy." replied Dean with a flicker of defiance behind his blue eyes that made Ken somewhat proud of him. "Isn't that right Daddy?"

"Damn right." agreed Ken gripping Dean's pale bare ass with both hands as he pulled him into another heated kiss. 

They quietly exchanged a few more kisses before the rumbling of their stomachs had gotten the better of their collective attention and Ken opted for ordering take-out as opposed to venturing out to eat because he'd already been comfortable without clothes. Dean agreed but of course, it came at the price of once more enduring his favorite movie. 

"You and that fucking movie," muttered Ken bitterly. 

"You and your big fucking dick." Dean countered before kissing Ken's pouting lips once more before reluctantly climbing off him and the bed. 

Ken rolled his eyes and eventually climbed out of bed as well trailing behind the blond lad who stopped mid-stride to look back to see if Ken had indeed been following him before wiggling his hips and showing off his pale ass before disappearing into the living room, prompting Ken to give chase out of annoyance. It had been an intriguing little game between them indeed but Ken had always known how to catch him.