Chapter 2

I woke up sore in the best way possible. My ass ached with a deep, satisfying throb that reminded me exactly whose cock had been buried inside me just hours earlier. Sunlight filtered through the blinds of Alex’s room. I was still naked, tangled in his sheets, and he was pressed against my back spooning me, his morning wood hot and heavy against my ass like it belonged there.

“Morning, little bro,” he murmured, voice rough with sleep. His hand slid down my stomach, fingers brushing my half-hard cock before wrapping around it lazily. “You slept like shit after I wrecked you.”

I pushed back against him instinctively....