Chapter 113: Midnight Ride

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

 The slamming of the bedroom door against the nearby wall had not been enough to deter the rather eager and very drunk Dean Hudson as he stumbled amid heated kisses with Ken Ryker into his chosen bedroom in the wealthy businessman's house. They had spent a good deal of time at the beach following their romps with the redhead and parted on a good note. The car ride had been a rather relaxing one despite Dean being drunk off his young ass and having trouble keeping his thoughts straight. He eagerly leaped into Ken's arms the moment he'd opened the front door and the older man carried him toward his bedroom as they discarded their beach gear and tossed it about the house. More hot kisses and desperation to be near each other got the better of them as they fumbled naked once more into Dean's already messy bed. The wrinkled sheets had been just as they left them this morning before venturing on their shopping trip. 

While Ken ended up tricking Dean into losing the last measure of his virgin status by way of having sex with the redhead directly, Dean had still been jealous that he'd even had her near his cock and forcefully pushed Ken onto the bed in a bid to reclaim his thick cock by impaling himself onto it as Ken chuckled in the wake of the lad's newfound boldness courtesy of the beer he'd drank at the beach. In reality, he'd been such lightweight that it only took half the can to get him twisted up but it was amusing to Ken nonetheless. 

"You want pussy you fucking horndog bastard, I'll give you pussy." growled a drunken Dean reflecting his annoyance with Ken having had sex with the redhead in front of him. 

After another series of heated kisses and Dean began bouncing on Ken's thick cock, determined to erase the memory of being inside the young redhead from him at all costs. The lad had enough trouble sharing him with Valencia of all people and there was no way he'd risk losing Ken to a redhead from the beach. 

Ken groaned as he gripped Dean by the hips enjoying his bouncing as he clenched around him.

"Jealous much?" asked Ken with a smirk as he continued to grip Dean as the lad's pace increased. 

"Horny much?" countered Dean still angry with his lover. 

"Very," replied Ken as he leaned up and kissed Dean along his exposed neck making the angry drunken lad moan as he continued his spirited bouncing on the older man's thick appendage. 

"H-Hate you...." growled Dean still bouncing with enthusiasm as he towered above Ken who delighted in the lad's boldness all the more. 

"Yeah?" asked Ken as he maneuvered to flip Dean onto his back and began to drive into his tightness. 

Dean moaned aloud feeling Ken as he had so many times before as the older man pinned him with his wrists above his head making him struggle despite his anger. 

The lad smelled of booze, sweat, sex, and sunscreen after all the events of the day and even had a bit of sand still stuck to him and none of it seemed to phase Ken as he eagerly pumped between the pasty thighs of the moaning lad who had been still angered by him. 

"Fuck...." hissed Dean rolling his blue eyes into the back of his head. "Fuck you're so big and so hard...Mmmmm."

Ken groaned as he continued to pummel Dean's sodden sex from up top releasing the lad's wrists as he focused more on his own pacing and the force of his thrusts as they jolted the naked lad's body along the messy bed.

Try as he might, Dean couldn't rightly stay angry at Ken for being the horndog he'd known him to be and slowly succumbed to the twisted pleasure he felt from the thick cock pulsing deep inside him as Ken continued to pummel his sodden depths making him moan and shout amid the wealthy man's estate home. 

"You've been quite the bold little brat today," growled Ken still pumping into Dean. "But make no mistake, you belong to me, not the other way around and so does this tight little pussy, don't even think you can tame me many before you have tried and failed."

Dean moaned into the older man's mouth as Ken continued to pound his sodden sex with reckless abandon. 

Hot tears began to stream down the supple pale cheeks of Dean Hudson as he began to lose himself in the effects of the booze he ingested and Ken's deep pounding of his hidden sex. 

The older man had been in awe of the handsome young lad despite his domineering demeanor and it only made him want Dean all the more. He felt the all too familiar clenching around his thick cock before Dean's body quivered beneath him and the lad coated him inside and out as the average-sized cock spurted their chests and bellies respectively before the overstimulated and drunken lad passing out in the wake of his release. 

Ken continued to pummel Dean's sodden sex until he reached his end collapsing onto Dean and gasping for breath before rolling off him and pulling the loudly snoring lad close to his chest. Spent and still reeling from the events of the past day, Ken found himself lying awake in the dark as Dean's snoring continued to fill the bedroom. 

The older man took a free hand and ran it through the sweat-slick blond locks of the still-slumbering younger man and smiled. He'd been more impressed with Dean and his capabilities with each passing day. He wouldn't dare admit it to the boy aloud but he thought he had an impressive future ahead of him if he bothered to learn and assert himself once in a while. 

Ken slowly began to drift off to sleep in his own right only for Dean to rouse mid-slumber and fish for his cock in a bid to stick it back inside him. Ken resisted the urge to smile and simply closed his eyes as Dean slowly impaled himself and rolled his hips as he rested his head back against Ken's bare chest. 

It became abundantly clear to the older man that Dean was most definitely a needy Joyboy.