Bad Boy Billionaires 2 : The Wall Street Shark(34)

A minute later, Carson took his hand and he helped him into the tub. As the candle flames flickered, he straddled Carson's waist and reached around to cover him with the condom. Then he spread his legs wider and leaned forward to hold Carson's shoulders. Carson took his own dick and guided it as Evan slowly sat down on it. He felt some pain at first; he closed his eyes and squeezed Carson's shoulders harder, waiting for it to pass. But the deeper Carson went, the less he needed to hold onto Carson. By the time it was all the way inside, Evan released Carson's shoulders and sat up straight. He arched his back and ran his hands up and down his own torso, grinding his hips in slow circles. For a moment, he lost himself so completely in this position that he jerked a little when Carson grabbed him by the back of the neck and pulled him forward.

They started to kiss and he put his arms around Carson's shoulders as Carson held his waist. While he slowly rode Carson's dick, their mouths locked and bath water splashed over the side of the tub. At one point, as Carson bucked his hips, Evan licked Carson's ear and asked, "Are you more relaxed now?" 

Carson rubbed his ass and said, "I'm in heaven."

Evan laughed and said, "It really is amazing. I'm glad you wore that groin protector tonight when you went into the ring, because I'd hate to see anything happen down there. That would be a shame."

Carson laughed. "You're fascinated with my groin protector, aren't you?"

Evan shrugged. "I've never seen one before. I think it's sexy."

Carson grabbed him by the back of the head and pulled his hair in a playful way. "I'll rub your face in it later tonight."

When they tried to change positions, the water started splashing too much so Carson opened the drain and forced Evan over the side of the tub. The water had become cold anyway, and Carson seemed ready for another round, so to speak. Carson wound up fucking him over the side of the tub, then on the floor next to the tub, and finally over the toilet bowl.

It didn't end in the bathroom. Evan submitted and Carson took complete control. He fucked him in the living area on a brown leather sofa, then on top of the concrete center island in the kitchen. They wound up outside on Carson's terrace overlooking Ninth Avenue with Evan's head hanging over the railing while Carson fucked him from behind. Although the slaps against Evan's ass were loud enough to be heard on the other terraces that surrounded them, Carson didn't seem to care one way or the other. He seemed to have reached that point where there was no turning back and Evan didn't want to stop him.

They both came together, without screams or moans or grunts. Carson went in as deep as he could, he remained dead still, and Evan rubbed his own dick a few times. Even though it was quiet, it was such an intense orgasm for them both they remained locked together this way for a minute or two longer than most people would have. A horn honked on the street below them and Carson leaned forward to kiss Evan's back. Then he asked, "Are you cold out here?"

Evan sent him a backward glance and said, "I'm okay, but thanks for asking. I think that's nice." It was the first time he'd been with a man who seemed to care about his well being. Jeffery wouldn't have asked if he was cold; the humpy delivery man with the big dick would have cared even less. They would have fucked him, pulled out, and left him there standing in the cold.

Carson bent down and wrapped his arms around Evan's body. "I hate to let go. Can you spend the night here?"

It would have been nice to spend the night. But Evan said, "I have to get home. Kenny's spending the night with a friend from school, but I don't want him to walk in tomorrow and find the apartment empty."

"You can leave early in the morning."

"I can't take that chance," Evan said. "If he came home early and I wasn't there, he'd know I spent the night with you. He's having a little trouble with me dating his teacher. I don't want to make it worse."

"He thinks I'm boning you?"

Evan laughed. He knew Carson was joking around. "Not yet, and I don't want him to think I'm getting boned by his teacher …  or anyone." Evan had always walked a straight line in this respect. Having a straight teenage son had its advantages, but he didn't want his son to think he liked dick too much.

"But I am boning you," Carson said. He pushed harder and his dick went deeper. "Can't you feel it?" He slapped him and laughed.

Evan shrugged. "Oh, I can feel it. But I really do have to go home and you have to pull that bone out right now. I'm not sure I'm ready to spend the night with anyone. You know I'm married."




 

 

"But you have an open relationship," Carson said.