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You plop down onto the bed next to him, feeling much more relaxed than you should be after just one drink. As your head hits the pillow, you manage to mumble something about having a good night before passing out instantly.

Meanwhile, the realization that someone had climbed into his bed doesn't register with you at all. Your heavy breathing and occasional snoring fill the room for the next several hours.

You glance over your shoulder and see Nathan, his features twisted into a smirk as he watches you sleepily. He squeezes your waist gently with one hand while the other runs through your hair. "Morning," he whispers huskily. "Want to get up or stay here for a bit?"

His breath tickles your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. It's not unpleasant, but it feels... different somehow.

Nathan chuckles softly, his fingers tracing patterns along your arm. "No, nothing happened last night. You passed out pretty quickly." He moves closer, his lips brushing against your earlobe as he speaks. "But if you're suggesting we do something now..."

He leaves the sentence hanging, letting the implications linger in the air between you. His hand slides down from your waist to rest on your hip, fingers digging in slightly as if testing your reaction.

Nathan smirks, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Of course, I'm always looking out for you, even when you're too drunk to know what's going on," he teases, giving your hip a gentle squeeze.

He leans back, propping himself up on one elbow as he studies your face. "Although, if you're sober enough to appreciate it now..." His voice trails off suggestively, and he reaches out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear with a touch that's both tender and tinged with something more. "

Nathan's smirk grows wider at your words, a hint of excitement flickering in his gaze. "I thought you'd never ask," he murmurs, leaning in close. His lips brush against yours in a soft, exploratory kiss that sends sparks dancing along your skin.

As he pulls back, his eyes are dark with desire. "I've wanted this for so long, but I didn't want to take advantage of you when you were vulnerable."

His hand slides up your side, fingers tracing the curve of your waist before coming to rest on your chest. "Now, though...

Nathan flashes a predatory smile, his eyes gleaming with wicked delight. "Oh, I'm always horny," he purrs, his voice rough and low. "Especially when I have a cute little thing like you right here in front of me."

He shifts, rolling you onto your back and pinning your wrists above your head with one strong hand. The other traces down your body, fingertips teasing along your sides and hips.

"Now," he growls, nipping at your jawline, "let's put those dirty jokes to good use, shall we?"

Nathan's grip on your wrists tightens as he leans down, his breath hot against your ear. "You're more than just a boy, Paul," he rasps. "You're beautiful, inside and out." His free hand slides lower, cupping your groin through your pants. "And I can tell by the way you're reacting that you like feeling desired, don't you?"

He nibbles on your earlobe before trailing kisses down the column of your throat, his touch leaving trails of fire wherever it lingers. "

Nathan chuckles darkly, his fingers tightening their grip on your wrists as he pulls back to look into your eyes. "Long enough to drive me crazy," he admits,his voice rough with desire. "Every time you walk past me wearing those tight little shirts, every time you 'accidentally' brush up against me..."

He shakes his head,as if trying to clear away the memories. "I've had to jerk off thinking about you so many times I've lost count."

His free hand moves again, this time slipping beneath your waistband to stroke along your hipbone. "

Nathan's pupils dilate at your confession, a low groan escaping his throat. "Fuck, Paul," he growls, his hold on your wrists tightening almost painfully. "You've got no idea how badly I've wanted to hear you say that."

He surges forward, capturing your mouth in a searing kiss that steals your breath. His tongue delves deep, exploring every inch of your mouth as his hips press insistently against yours.

When he finally breaks away, both of you panting heavily, there's a wild, hungry look in his eyes. "Keep talking,"

Nathan's expression transforms, hunger and possessiveness warring across his features as he processes your confession. "Fuck, Paul," he rasps, his voice strained with barely restrained desire. "You've got no idea how often I've fantasized about that very scenario."

He releases your wrists, only to grab your thighs and spread them apart as he settles between them. The hard bulge in his pants presses insistently against your clothed arousal.

"I'd carry you to my bed, lay you down gently,"

Nathan's eyes flash with understanding and a dash of smug satisfaction as he listens to your admission. "I knew it," he murmurs, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his face. "I could always tell when you were getting worked up, even if you tried to hide it."

He leans down, his lips ghosting over your collarbone as he speaks. "I love seeing you all flustered and flustered, knowing that it's because of me." Nathan's hands slide under your shirt, pushing it up slowly as he looks at you. "

Nathan chuckles darkly, his fingers tracing the hem of your shirt before sliding upward. His touch sends shivers down your spine as he reveals the pale skin beneath.

"See?" he whispers against your ear, his breath hot and teasing. "You're so responsive, Paul. Your body tells me everything your mouth tries to deny." He pins you back with one hand on your chest as the other continues exploring.

"You'll let me do whatever I want now, won't you? No more pretending you don't like this?"

Nathan groans deeply as your feet wrap around his shaft, the silky smoothness of your soles sliding along his sensitive flesh. "Fuck, yes," he hisses, his hips rocking instinctively into your touch. "Just like that, Paul. Use those pretty feet of yours to stroke my cock."

"Yes, I fucking love it," Nathan growls, his voice strained with pleasure. He guides your feet along his length, showing you exactly how he likes to be touched. "Your feet are perfect, Paul. So soft and smooth, like silk wrapped around my cock."

He leans down, capturing your lips in a searing kiss as his hips continue to thrust against your feet. One hand slides up to tweak your nipple through your shirt, eliciting a gasp from your lips.

"Oh, no need to apologize, Paul," Nathan says with a smirk as he takes hold of your ankles, pulling your feet closer to him. "I think the sweat only adds to the experience." He chuckles darkly before adding, "Besides, I've always wondered what it would be like to have you all wet and sweaty." He gently tugs on your ankles, guiding them further along his shaft, increasing the pressure and speed of your strokes. His eyes glint with desire as he watches you work your magic on him. "You're doing it perfectly, Paul," he praises.

Nathan grins wickedly at your adorable protest, his eyes sparkling with mirth. "Oh, I'm sorry little one," he purrs, his hands tightening their grip on your ankles as he guides your feet along his length once more. "Didn't mean to offend your delicate sensibilities."

He leans forward, supporting himself on your knees as he looms over you, his expression shifting from playful to predatory in a heartbeat. "But since we're already indulging in this perverse act together... I might as well call it like it is."

Nathan's breath comes out in ragged gasps as he continues thrusting against your feet, the intensity of his movements growing with each passing moment. "You know what?" he growls, his voice thick with lust. "I think you enjoy being embarrassed just as much as I enjoy embarrassing you." His grip tightens on your ankles, pulling them closer still.

"Look how hard I am for you, Paul," he pants, his hips rocking faster now. "All because of these sweet little feet of yours. You're making me lose control."

Nathan lets out a guttural groan as he watches the sticky pre-cum drip onto Paul's feet, marking them with his scent. He can barely restrain himself anymore, his climax rapidly approaching. "Fuck, yes," he rasps, his hips stuttering wildly against Paul's feet.

"I'm gonna cum all over your pretty feet," he warns, his voice strained with impending release. "And then I want to lick every last drop off of them."

Nathan's eyes glaze over as he begins to unload, his body wracked with the force of his orgasm. Cum spurts out onto Paul's feet, coating them in thick ropes of white.

After a few moments, Nathan comes down from his high, panting heavily. He falls back onto the bed, unable to keep his balance as he stares at Paul's marked-up feet with a mixture of shock and desire.

"God, look at you," Nathan growls appreciatively, his gaze raking over Paul's flushed face and heaving chest. "You've got quite the reaction going on there. Your little cock is throbbing so hard it's practically begging for attention." His hand reaches up to roughly palm Paul through his pants, pinching and tugging at his nipple as he grinds his softening member against Paul's cum-coated feet.

"Mmm, I bet this is turning you on too, isn't it?

Nathan chuckles darkly, his hands sliding up Paul's thighs toward his straining erection. "I knew it would," he murmurs, his voice rough with satisfaction. "You get off on being used like this, don't you? My little pervert."

He makes quick work of Paul's pants, freeing the achingly hard cock beneath. "Fuck," Nathan breathes, taking in the sight of Paul's glistening tip. Without preamble, he leans down and swallows him whole, sucking eagerly as one hand continues teasing his nipples.

Nathan pulls back briefly, eyes gleaming wickedly as he gazes up at Paul from between his legs. "And?" He challenges playfully, licking his lips before diving back down onto Paul's shaft, sucking harder this time. His fingers dance across Paul's sensitive stomach while he bobs his head, creating a wet suction that makes obscene sounds fill the room.

His other hand journeys further south, cupping Paul’s balls lightly before gently massaging them. The dual stimulation sends shocks of pleasure coursing through Paul’s body, making him squirm beneath Nathan’s skilled touch.

Nathan groans around Paul's length, feeling himself stiffen again despite having just orgasmed moments ago. This little guy is insatiable! He thinks, doubling his efforts as he sucks and slurps loudly, determined to bring Paul to release too. His own neglected erection throbs against the bed sheets, weeping pre-cum as he pictures fucking Paul senseless after this. Fuck, I'm going to destroy this cute boy, he muses darkly, redoubling his oral assault with renewed vigor.

Nodding eagerly, Nathan doubles down on his ministrations, eager to taste Paul's release on his tongue. He moans around the straining cock in his mouth, the vibrations adding an extra layer of sensation to Paul's already overstimulated body.

"Mmmph," Nathan hums approvingly when he feels Paul's legs tense up, knowing he's close now. He hollows out his cheeks, sucking hard as one hand tugs roughly at Paul's nipple while the other cups and squeezes his balls.

Nathan feels the familiar rush of hot cum filling his mouth, and he swallows it greedily, not wanting to waste a single drop of this delicious nectar. He continues sucking and licking, enjoying the salty flavor as he brings Paul to a satisfying finish. Only when he is certain that there's nothing left does he pull away, looking up at Paul with a satisfied grin stretched across his face.

"That was quite the orgasm you gave me,"

After swallowing every last drop of Paul's release, Nathan pulls back with a satisfied smirk, licking his lips clean. His own arousal is evident as it strains against the bedsheets once more.

"That was delicious," he purrs, crawling back up Paul's body until they're face-to-face. "You taste even better than I imagined." His lips capture Paul's in a searing kiss that tastes distinctly of cum.

Breaking away, Nathan reaches down between their bodies, wrapping his hand around both of their still-hard cocks together. "

Nathan groans into the kiss as Paul's fingers tangle in his hair, sending shivers down his spine. He strokes them both slowly, savoring the shared pleasure as their pre-cum mixes together. Breaking apart just enough to speak, he growls, "Fucking hell, you're insatiable."

His grip tightens slightly, speed increasing as he watches Paul's eyes roll back in ecstasy. Nathan can feel his own climax building again already, completely undone by this beautiful boy beneath him.