Chapter 91: Bad Boy, Bad Habits

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

 Blue eyes seemed to focus on the numerous black words that lined the page of a rather impressively worded book that Dean had elected to occupy himself with once he awoke, showered, changed his bed sheets, and had a bite or two to eat since awakening after the lengthy sex romp with his boyfriend Ken to find that he'd been home alone so to speak. Dean had expected that Ken had pressing business with Valencia considering their engagement and the baby being on the way. He had no right to object to Ken's previous obligations and didn't bother to try to, he knew deep down that it was only a matter of time before Ken came home and exactly who he'd be coming home to. 

Dean sighed as he continued with his reading. He recalled the fact that he'd be due to head back to school, mostly to appease Ken and keep his family off his back but he'd be back to long hours, homework and what was worse, social climbing teenagers. While his initial school life had not been what he desired, he had elected to make some changes when it came to school this time around. Despite his horrible time back in Kansas, Dean had come a long way since those days of being a punching bag for the local bullies and that bastard Clint's rentboy. 

The rattling of the keys in the lock of the front door got the lad's attention as he carefully bookmarked his page and hid the book underneath his side of the bed for safekeeping. The younger lad had climbed off his bed and ventured into the living room wearing one of Ken's t-shirts and a pair of underwear blue in color as his bare feet moved along the hardwood flooring. He noted his handsome lover being a bit aloof as he approached with a goofy smile spread across his face the moment he saw him. He kicked the door closed, tossed the bag of goodies onto the sofa and stumbled toward Dean who opted to meet him halfway in terms of greeting. 

As expected with the stresses of his day-to-day getting the better of him, Ken had taken a trip to Spyder's Kandy Shop and scored a few goodies while indulging himself, which was evident by his wide eyes and giddy expression. Ken had not said a word as he closed the front door and locked it before turning his attention toward discarding his suit jacket tossing it and the bag he'd been carrying onto the nearby sofa along with his keys before kicking off his dress shoes and leaving them by the front door. Dean stood watching him without a word as the older man began to shift his focus onto his long-sleeve overshirt, which had already been unbuttoned and appeared to have been hastily put back on. 

Ken leaned down and pulled the lad into a sloppy kiss as he gripped the lad's barely covered pale ass and opted to slide his tongue into Dean's mouth. He had been delighted when Dean opted to return the favor by sucking his tongue as the older man lifted him off the floor and Dean wrapped his slender legs around the older man's waist. It had never taken much to get the two of them aroused, each action setting them ablaze with need only intensified by Ken's being on drugs and reeking of a good deal of booze. 

Ken had been especially riding high this time around as he slowly let Dean back down onto the floor and made his move toward the stereo system where he took the remote into his hands and clicked on the music. Dean had not been surprised at all to hear Prince's Dirty Mind on the replay. He rolled his eyes as he took note of Ken beginning to dance to the music as he continued to take off his clothes. He'd gotten down to his suit slacks before making his way over toward a rather stunned Dean whom he had pulled close to him. The intoxicating scent of Ken's thick cologne and the mix of Valencia's notorious perfume had gotten the lad's attention as his cheek grazed Ken's bare chest. 

Once more Ken eagerly captured Dean's lips in a heated kiss as he held him close forcing a drunken dance on him despite the lad having no clue how to react to it. Ken gripped Dean tight with his firm rough hands kneading the younger lad's blue underwear-covered ass as he leaned down and kissed his neck. Dean couldn't help but whimper as Ken continued to move his hands along his body, the bulge in the front of his slacks evident as much as the bulge that began to make itself known in Dean's underwear. 

The instant of the man's touch against his belly had sent shivers down Dean's spine as he moaned biting his bottom lip in the fashion that always seemed to delight Ken before the older man lifted him off his toes and the lad wrapped his legs around his waist. Dean could taste the booze on the older man's tongue and moaned when he felt Ken's thick cock bulge as it pressed against his body. He felt his own cock begin to stir as Ken stumbled rather comically while doing his best to keep from dropping Dean whose weight had been much heavier since the last time Ken recalled lifting him. The slack movements proved to be their mutual undoing as Ken stumbled and they both collapsed onto the floor ignoring the onset of pain as they instead traded heated kisses due to the close contact getting the better of them. 

Ken slowly trailed sloppy wet pecks along the moaning Dean's neck as he rolled the younger lad onto his back and fitted himself between the lad's pasty thighs. 

"Daddy's got some candy for you baby," said Ken with a giddy smirk as he unceremoniously fished into his pocket and pulled out the purple baggie he'd gotten from Spyder, especially for Dean. "Have you been a good boy for Daddy?"

Dean nodded as his breaths became labored in the wake of the reignition of lust between him and the older man whose larger body towered above him. He could feel the hardness of the floor's surface against his underwear-covered ass and halfway exposed back as he looked up into Ken's dark lust-filled eyes with a bit of neediness of his own. The younger lad had been all too eager to snort the coke from Ken's hand and leaned back against the floor as it took effect. His blue eyes seemed to dark back and forth as his body began to ride the waves of both lust and the flighty sense of high that had slowly come over him. 

The older man treated him to a wicked smirk as he leaned down and recaptured the gasping lad's mouth in a series of sloppy kisses. He groaned in the younger lad's mouth as he began to feel his own sense of high intensify. Dean briefly raised up kissing along Ken's neck and running his warm nimble fingers along the older man's bare chest noting the sparse hairs along the front as he continued to plant soft pecks along the man's neck and shoulder.

Sensing Dean's desperation for more contact, Ken helped the younger lad out of his t-shirt discarding it in a rush as he felt the younger man's soft chest against his rough hands making the lad moan as he leaned back against the floor, his blue eyes ignited by lust and the euphoric drugs coursing through his veins. Dean found his body had been quite sensitive to Ken's touch any other time but with Spyder's infamous drug concoction in his veins, the sense had been twice as potent. He arched into the older man's rough touch needing more as his body began to heat up all the more and his soft moans began to ring out amid the living room. 

The older man slowly worked him out of his underwear causing the lad's pink cock to spring up of its own accord in the wake of his intensified arousal and he'd been already leaking something fierce. Ken smirked as he leaned down slowly kissing along Dean's bare chest and making the lad whimper when he felt the older man's warm mouth and tongue suckling the lad's nipples before moving on to kissing his stomach and gripping the average-sized pink cock that jutted out before him. Dean moaned at the instant of Ken's rough hand wrapping around him eager for more friction as he slowly began to buck his hips upward feeling as if his body had been set ablaze in the wake of his rapid heartbeat and labored breaths. 

Sweat began to make the lad's body glisten even as Ken kissed along the exposed skin making the lad all the more hot in the process. Dean moaned once more as Ken came back up his body capturing his lips with a ferocious intent as he maneuvered to unbuckle his belt and discard his suit slacks. Dean stared up at him pleased to see the massively thick cock and its pulsing darkness jut out before him nearly teasing his lips as he let his tongue graze the tip. Ken groaned as he stood over the lad naked, feeling the euphoric high that made him aroused beyond measure the heat and drug combination in his veins making him all the more aggressive and eager in the process. 

Prince's Dirty Mind continued to play in the background on repeat but Ken's mind had been preoccupied with Dean's now bare body laying out before him. As Ken stood over Dean stroking his already angry thick cock, the younger lad stared back at him spreading his legs wide in a bid to accommodate his eager lover just as Ken dived onto him trusting his thick cockhead inside the slick folds he'd become accustomed to. Dean moaned and bit Ken's shoulder feeling a good mix of pleasure and pain from Ken's unceremonous stretching of his inner depths. A mutual bliss filled them as their act commenced with Ken's deep thrusts beginning to jolt the younger lad along the hardwood floor below them. 

The bliss on Ken's handsome face had been something Dean would never forget as he noted how much Ken had indeed loved pummeling his hidden inner depths. A series of moans and groans filled the living room no longer blocked out by the rapid pelting of the previous storm nor the rumbling of thunder. The blaring music barely drowned out the frequent echoes of bare skin slapping against bare skin and occasional grunts and moans that had been associated with how primal and drug-addled their act had been. 

"Oh fuck...." hissed Dean feeling himself become once more lost in Ken's aggressively willful use of his young body. 

He couldn't explain it, but he had always loved how Ken pinned him against any surface and towered above him, his eagerness nearly contagious as he pumped between the young lad's pasty thighs recklessly and unleashed as the euphoria continued to fill him. There had been something in Dean, something he couldn't quite name that compelled him to want to see Ken happy, the bliss he'd gotten when he'd been pumping and cuming inside him had only served to intoxicate and excite Dean all the more as he found that he'd been the one to make Ken come undone in the best way. 

The thick cock pulsing inside him had been all he wanted in the grand scheme of things always there to scratch that internal itch no matter which way Ken had taken him, both insatiable and both desperate to be intertwined, there had been no need for falsehoods, nor beating around the bush, Ken had been about sex pure and simple and the most primal aspect of sex had been when he'd simply parted Dean's legs and pummeled his hidden sex without regard for much else. The younger lad had a strange need for the older man's brutish ways of laying claim to his body, the blissfully sweet surrender addressed in the wake of their most intimate moments had been what Dean Hudson seemed to live for since meeting Ken Ryker. 

The aforementioned Ken let out a low growl and continued to unceremoniously drill his thick cock deep inside the younger blond lad's tight sodden orifice as if he had not a care in the world. He'd been quite free to do as he pleased as far as he was concerned, even Valencia had been well aware of his romps with Dean and it added a level of unstated freedom that contributed to his bliss at the moment. 

She had indeed known him quite well, his obsession with the lad's tightness would never allow him to let him go, whether they'd been married or not. In the long run, it was best for her to accept it any way she could. Dean had been none the wiser that Valencia had been aware of him, or his rather curious condition. 

"Uhhhh," moaned Dean as his eyes rolled into the back of his head and his body arched forward into Ken's thrusts. 

"I fuck I missed this tight pussy." groaned Ken still pumping into the younger lad. "So hot, so fucking tight...FUCK!"

Dean treated Ken to a goofy smirk as the older man continued to pound him along the living room floor. Their mutual noises still rang out amid the vast living room of the older wealthy man's estate. Dean gripped Ken's back clawing into his bare skin like so many times prior. He could feel how deep the older man had been pummeling him and it only served to make the lad's body tighten and quiver as he coated the thick cock that invaded him with ease. He had not known why he'd been so sensitive to Ken's cock specifically, possibly due to him having been so large in addition to the only one that invaded such a private aspect of him. His previously shattered virtue had been due to Ken after all. 

The intense sensation began to get the better of the lad as he found himself biting down on Ken's shoulder when it came close to his mouth in the wake of him leaning into his latest round of thrusts. Dean whimpered feeling the deep drilling strike a hidden bundle of nerves inside him making him all the more wet as he clenched around Ken's thick appendage making the older man groan into his mouth as their kisses continued and increased in frequency. 

It wasn't long before their act had them both drenched in sweat the scent of sex filling the living room as Ken continued to pound Dean's sodden sex with expert appeal. The younger lad gripped the older man still moaning and whimpering beneath him as he indulged the sensations running through him as he took more and more of his lover's aggression and desperate thrusts. 

Dean closed his eyes as Ken's thrusts continued jolting him along the living room floor. He smirked wondering if it had been Ken's plan all along to have him in each part of the house aside from the locked rooms, he wouldn't have put it past the horndog to have that in mind as he continued to hold on while he'd been pounded amid the living room. 

Ken always felt good, but he felt even better when they'd been high and driven to their more primal sense of each other. The lad had not known why, but he much preferred the aggressive aspect of Ken's exploits and the way he knew just how to pound him to make him coat his cock on multiple occasions. 

"Oh Fuck...." hissed Dean as his body quivered and he felt the spurting coat his belly and Ken's as the older man continued to pin him to the floor and jolt his body along the hardwood. 

The lad wondered if he'd get a splinter from the way his back and bare ass had been sliding in the wake of Ken's thrusts. He groaned feeling the deep drilling and the unceremonious slapping of Ken's heavy testicles against his pale ass cheeks. Their lips crushed together once more as the lad felt the clear indication that Ken had been about to fill him. 

"YESSSS!" moaned Dean aloud as he felt it coming the pulsing and deep burst filling him made it all the more euphoric. His eyes widened as his body opened ready to receive the intense rush that filled him, warm and potent as it filled him to the point of leaking out of him. "FUCK ME....OH!"

"FUCK!" hissed Ken as his body grew tense and the sensation of release ripped through him.

 He'd been seeing stars as his vision blurred and his body grew limp causing him to collapse onto a panting and equally sweat-slick Dean just as the lad had clenched around him for a final time before passing out in the wake of his own out-of-body experience. 

Ken growled as he continued to slowly pump into Dean's now limp form as the younger lad lay on the living room floor unconscious from the overstimulation. Ken smirked as he gently sawed in and out of the tight confines of the lad's sodden sex enjoying each aspect of clenching that held him in place before finding himself drawn to kissing the lad's lips. 

Dean Hudson had been unlike anyone Ken had ever known, as he stared down at the blue-eyed boy out cold in the wake of their passionate exchange getting the better of him. His messy blond pixie cut had grown out considerably and was sticking to his sweat-slick face and forehead. Ken gently kissed Dean's cheek and neck suckling the flesh as he meant to leave a mark unimpeded. His body still pumping but slowly as he rode out each lingering thrill while inciting low moans from Dean's pursed lips. The spent lad had been sweet, feisty, sexy and innocent all at once and it only served to make the euphoric older wealthy man want him all the more. 

"Still some of the best pussy I've ever had," Ken whispered in the slumbering lad's ear as his previous slow thrusts continued. 

Still driven by his need for the lad beneath him, Ken found himself unable to hold back or stop his unceremonious pumping when he felt himself on the verge of another round of release which he thrust deep into Dean's tightness to fill him with before passing out himself completely spent and unable to pull out as his heavy body collapsed onto Dean's smaller frame in the center of the living room.