Chapter 124: An Unseemly Compulsion

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

 The constant smacking of the thick wooden headboard against the nearby wall had been echoing throughout young Dean Hudson's bedroom as the lad found himself pressed not his hands and knees as his body had been rocked forward in tantum with the headboard as he gripped the messy bedding beneath him while his shapely pale ass remained in the air. His pink cock twitched and throbbed as he continued to spurt round after round of his release coating his legs, belly, and hands in the process. The slickness had even been cascading down his pasty thighs as rough hands gripped his hips and the sounds of Ken Ryker's determined grunting and sexually charged howls filled the lad's ears as he moaned in reaction to having his sodden secondary sex pounded from behind. Ken gripped Dean's throat bending him backward onto his thick cock as he plunged inside him over and over again before pulling back just to plunge into him again. 

The lad felt him deeply whimpering as the bundle of nerves Ken's thick cockhead had always managed to reach made him come undone and he continued to coat the bedding beneath them involuntarily as the sensation began to prove to be too much for him. Ken smirked rather wickedly as he gently slid his tongue along Dean's sweat-slick neck and kissed him as the lad moaned helplessly in the wake of the older man's powerful thrusts jolting his young body rather comically when it came to his need for him. 

Dean could feel himself slipping away into a place of overwhelming bliss and peace as Ken continued to pummel his sloppy sex from behind. He had been slightly disappointed that Ken always elected to make him assume his favorite position as he'd been longing to see the look on the older man's face as he continued to pump into him. He knew all too well that Ken was fast becoming undone given the rapid clenching he was experiencing in the wake of Dean's rapid-fire releases but he knew Ken would keep going until he had his fill. 

The lad had become quite accustomed to his lover's brazen needs and even the fact that he'd attempted to keep them hidden from Valencia had been noted by him. Ken had told Dean once before that he could only ever be himself when it came to spending time with him and it continued to prove to have been the truth when everything about his lifestyle had been considered. 

Dean was half asleep when their act began but he'd known all too well that Ken had been high out of his mind once again and hellbent on having a good time, the lad moaned as he felt Ken's thick cock plunge deeper inside him as the older man gripped his throat and smacked his pale ass from behind. He didn't have a problem with Ken's roughness, it made him coat the older man's cock all the more as he allowed Ken free use of his body. 

"Fuck..." hissed a lust-driven Ken losing himself in the wake of sensation as he steadily pumped in and out of the nearly limp lad's sodden depths wanting and needing him all the more as his lust got the better of him. 

Dean moaned as he leaned back his lean pale body glistening from sweat and covered from head to toe against Ken's equally slick bare chest in the wake of their brazen act. The contrast between them given their ages, and builds, along with the varying comlexions had once more come to mind as Ken slowly trailed a series of hot kisses along Dean's exposed and sweat-slick neck making him moan all the more as his pace increased. 

The lad noted him grunt once more before it registered that his more than experienced lover had been on the verge of release and the tightening of Dean's body around his thick appendage had made it all the more prevalent. Dean noted Ken's hiss as he tried his best to prolong the inevitable, their act taking on new meaning as their bodies collided amid the messy bedding. 

"Uhhhh..." moaned Dean as he felt himself slip away, his tight warmth now barring down on Ken's thick cock as if to trap him inside indefinitely. 

He had wanted so badly to see Ken's face, to touch him directly but the older man had insisted that he'd take him from behind, the clear indication being that he wanted nothing to do with intimacy even as he leaned his head against Dean's sweat slick back and panted in the wake of trying to ride out the overstimulation that was bringing him dangerously close to a much-needed release. 

Ken opted to savor it, the sweet delicious friction of the blond lad's tight sex slick and warm as it clenched around his thick cock throbbing and inviting despite the older man's best efforts to ignore the need to fill it deeply. 

Dean had not known why, but Ken had elected to call him perfect, a running joke in the lad's mind given his vast many imperfections which had included his less-than-ideal birth defect in the form of being intersex. 

He'd been teased and bullied most of his young life due to parts of him he had little to no control over and here was lust-bound horndog Ken Ryker telling him that he'd been perfect in his drug-addled eyes. 

At some point in the past Dean might have laughed if he had not been such a sweet notion coming from Ken. Dean found himself being jolted along the bedding once more as Ken pummeled his slick sex relishing every sound and aspect of sensation that passed between them. Dean stole a kiss from the distracted older man not at all wishing for him to completely have his way with a lack of intimacy Ken groaned before the lad felt the older man's cock twitch and suddenly the bursts of his surprisingly potent release filled him. 

Ken groaned as he coaxed a deep moan from Dean and they both collapsed onto the bed, slick and spent from their collective efforts. Ken rolled onto his back once he'd caught his breath after a few moments and Dean crawled toward him resting his head against the older man's sweat-slick bare chest. 

The older man seemed to come back to his senses in the wake of his release despite not wishing to engage in intimacy beforehand, he slowly ran his free hand through Dean's sweat-slick messy blond locks. No words had passed between them for quite some time as they simply drifted off one after the other with young Dean not at all fearing what the next day would bring so long as they had time for a moment like this.