His boner hardly concealed by his pajama pants, Alex strolled in the living room with the empty plate of waffles, the syrupy smell still teasing his stomach. He then realized that he had left nothing to his fiancé.
"Uh... I hope you’ve had breakfast already, I ate it all."
Ben turned his head around and looked at the ginger man above the sofa’s back. He grinned as his eyes met his lover’s bulge. Alex’s cheeks reddened suddenly and he motioned to the kitchen with his plate, giving himself a safe exit. He could not understand why he got shy all of a sudden. Part of him, at least, could not : the part that was quickly getting used to this situation. The other part, the seventeen years old latino quarterback, was not having any of this, hence the rosy cheeks.
Ben followed his slightly taller, buffer boyfriend to the kitchen and put his arms around the Irish man as he was rinsing the plate. He place his chin on Alex’s shoulder and moaned briefly as his head tilted against the red hair. Alex could feel Ben’s chub against his ass as he whispered to his ear.
"I ate already, bae, but I could go for a dessert."
Alex turned the water off as his manhood rose to attention. Ben seductively kissed his neck whilst avoiding to scratch Alex with his glasses. Alex moaned, and even though he didn’t seem to understand anything that was happening to him anymore, he managed to turn around and murmur shyly.
"I could really use a shower, Sweetie."
Where was this name coming from? Ben’s mouth met Alex, whose beard bristled on his fiancé’s soft skin. Almost immediately, he took Ben’s head in his hands and responded to the kiss with passion.
"That’s more like it", Ben said after breaking the kiss, his hands inside the pajama pants, grabbing his fiancé’s butt. He added, coyly, "I couldn’t ask for a better idea, Baby", and started pulling Alex with himself in the direction of the bathroom. It wasn’t long before the taller man understood and they were soon waiting for the water temperature to raise to a comfortable degree, their clothes on the tiled floor and their hands stroking each other. Alex went under the water first, shivering and shielding Ben until the temperature went from decent to warm. Their lips caressed their bodies before meeting again, as they kept masturbating each other, their free hands caressing the other’s body. Alex was amazed at Ben’s almost hairless body : it was perfect, like everything with the guy. Noticing the admiring pause, Ben put a hand behind Alex’s head and pulled him down into a renewed kiss, streaking his cock sightly more rapidly.
When the kiss broke, Alex pushed Ben’s hand out of his crotch and had him go down on his knees. Althought he knew he did not need to say a word for Ben to oblige, he could not resist :
"Your turn to open wide, Ben."
"Anything for you, Bae."
The feeling was amazing. Alex quickly shot his head back as his hand grabbed whatever he could of the short hair on this fiancé’s head, imposing a rhythm that was only reflecting the one with which his hips thrust back and forth into Ben’s mouth, while his ass soon got massaged.
"Gosh, you’re good!" Huffed Alex as his fiancé’s tongue slipped under his foreskin, sending a tingle throughout his whole body. "Mmmpf!"
Moments later, he felt Ben’s hands part his cheeks. A finger slipped into his ass hole and Alex raised his leg to accommodate it. The Asian man held the raised thigh steadily onto his shoulder without missing a beat. When Ben stood up a few minutes later, he went directly for a kiss, managing to keep both his soapy fingers inside the ginger ass. Alex could taste his own precum on his fiancé’s tongue. His hand went down to grab Ben’s dick, noticing it was only at half-mast, and decided to help him a bit. The hardening rod in his hand made him even more lustful, and when he could not wait anymore, he turned around, liberating the fingers teasing his behind.
"Fuck me", he almost begged. Ben took a few seconds to prepare himself, and Alex restrained a groan as the tool entered him. A relaxed sigh followed shortly after and both men resumed their thrusting, their caressing and their kissing. Ben was stroking the free cock as they motioned faster and faster, until he caught Alex’s wandering hand in his and fold it around the bigger man’s hairy abdomen. Ben leaned in for a kiss, at first catching the chin, and then the mouth of his boyfriend. Alex felt Ben’s seed warming his guts, and clenched on the cock inside him before Ben would have the bad idea of removing it already. He wrapped his hand around the one wrapped on his own cock and led the few last strokes before he, too, spurted onto the shower’s wall. Breaking the kiss, he turned around.
"It seems like there’s a little tidying up to be done" noted Ben. Alex didn’t waste a second and started lathing this fiancé, his heart still racing.
After this nice interlude, Alex put his pants and t-shirt back on while Ben finished washing the shower. He still wanted his old self back, but the glimpse of what is actual life was made him hesitate. He went to living room and collapsed on the sofa, pondering and mentally struggling. He did not like the idea of having lost ten years of his life like that, and wanted to be back to his latino self. He didn’t look half bad like this, but the freckles were definitely not a fair trade with his natural tan. Ben winked at Alex as he came out of the bathroom butt-naked, his clothes in the hamper. The idea of changing Ben crossed his mind, but doing so even in the slightliest seemed like a treason to the man he loved.
Should Alex leave everything as it is or try to make his new reality closer to his former one?