Forever will feel better
Peyton opened the door of his hotel suite. He looked like hell. It had been a week since he ended things with Kendrick. He thought once he ended his relationship with Kendrick, he’d feel different…lighter. Instead, he felt grief-stricken, full of rage, and anxiety. The future no longer seemed bright. It was now hazy. Someone had come set free to his forest, and all he could see for miles and miles were thick clouds of smoke.
‘Hey,” Kai spoke. He wasn’t sure what he expected to see when he knocked at the hotel door. One thing for sure is he didn’t think it would be a sad and depressed version of the man who had stolen his heart a whole damn year and a half ago.
“Hey,” Peyton said as he stepped to the side and allowed Kai into the hotel room.
“Does this place not have housekeeping on staff?” Kai asked as he examined the room. It was a mess of a place. It was a direct reflection of how Peyton viewed and felt about his life currently.
Peyton snapped his head in Kai’s direction, “Don’t do that.”
“Do what?” Kai asked. He knew exactly what Peyton was referring to.
“Don’t fucking do that, Kai,” Peyton snapped.
Defensively, Kai asked, “Don’t fucking do what?” Don’t worry about you? Too late, I already am. What is happening here?”
Peyton stood silent for a moment. His eyes told the story of a man full of anger. He pointed to the door and finally said, “Leave. Get the fuck out!”
“Are you serious? Boy, I’m not going anywhere.”
“Don’t call me a fucking boy! I’m a man.”
“Then act like it! Where’s the man who seduced me and painted me all sexy and fucked me? Where is he?”
Peyton hissed, “Nigga!”
“Do not call me that, Peyton.”
“Call you what? A nigga? HA! You been getting fucked by a nigga and now suddenly you don’t think you’re one. I’ve put so much nut in you, I’m part of your DNA. You’re a nigga deal with it.”
Kai spewed, “What the hell is your problem?”
Peyton shouted, “EVERYTHING! He found out. My husband, Kendrick. Kendrick knows. I don’t feel free. I feel sad and angry. I don’t know why. My heart hurts.”
For a moment, there was silence. Tears flowed from Peyton’s eyes. Kai watched him in shock, disbelief, and anger. Seeing Peyton cry over Kendrick hurt him.
“You wanted me, and now we’re one step closer to having it, and you’re crying. I don’t understand. Do you not want this anymore?”
“Nigga, did I fucking say that?”
“Stop with the fucking “N” word.”
“It’s in my DNA. I’ve been saying that word since forever. It’s who I am. It’s part of my culture and my heritage. I’m proud of it. Let’s not pretend that everyone in the fucking world doesn’t say it.”
“I don’t say it. It’s a bad word.”
“Bad for who? For you, because you’re afraid to say it? Because you think you can’t say it? You lack the permission to say it? You can say whatever the fuck you want to say, Kai. It’s a free damn world. This is America! Land of the assholes, racist, and bigots. We say and do whatever the fuck we want!”
“Fuck you Peyton! You fucking asshole! Go back to your husband! I’m so glad I haven’t told Thomas about this shit!”
Kai stormed toward the door. Peyton moved in front of him. Kai frowned and stepped to the side, and Peyton once again slid in front of him, blocking his way.
Kai cut his eyes and said, “Get out of my way.”
“You’re not going anywhere. When I told you to leave, you should have left.”
“What are you going to do? Hold me hostage?”
“Test my gangster and find out,” Peyton said as he raised a daring eyebrow.
Kai gawked, “Fine! I’m taking a fucking shower.”
“Good. I’m taking one with you.”
“You are a petty bitch, Peyton.”
“Naw, I’m a petty nigga. Let’s go shower.”
The two stood in the hot shower, not speaking. Truthfully, they wanted nothing more than to be next to one another. As the hot steam bathed Peyton, it helped him see where his anger was coming from. He wanted Kai, but he had spent most of his life with Kendrick. He was angry that the comfort and safety of his blackness were gone. There was comfort and security in being with someone who walked through life the same way as you.
Peyton sighed, “I say nigga because everyone around me said it growing up. It’s a term of endearment in my community. We don’t give power to it. We control the power that word once had. I like calling my man that word, and I like for him to say it back. We are different, and it's starting to scare me to think that I can’t be hood sometimes or a little rough around the edges sometimes, because you won’t get me. My blackness is often misunderstood. How can you truly love me if I hide parts of me? We shouldn’t hide any parts of ourselves. Not from the people we love. That’s the people who should all the parts that make us. The good, the bad, and the ugly.”
Peyton stepped out of the shower. Kai was left to wonder if they were making the biggest mistake of their lives. Kai stepped into the room and found Peyton already in bed with his eyes closed. He slipped into a pair of underwear and turned off the lights. He climbed into bed and faced away from Peyton and closed his eyes.
Kai rolled over in the bed and glanced at the back of Peyton’s head. Even in the darkness, Peyton was still his light. He watched the muscles in his back flex as he breathed in and out. The silence was unbearable. The distance was eating him alive inside. He inched closer to him. Peyton could feel the bed shift as Kai’s body heat wrapped itself around him. Kai pressed the front of his body against Peyton’s inviting backside. He wrapped his arms around him and squeezed him tightly.
“Please don’t stay mad,” Kai whispered.
Peyton smiled to himself. He brought his fingers up and placed them on Kai’s arm. Very gently, he caressed his soft skin. Those light touches made Kai shiver inside. He never wanted to be angry or fight with Peyton. He only wanted to be held and loved by him.
“I’m sorry,” Peyton apologized.
Kai exhaled and said, “I forgive you. I’m sorry for not being sensitive to your feelings.”
“We’re both emotionally raw right now. Those breakups are going to hurt. We have to give each other grace and the space to process it. I just hope our guilt, anger, and hurt don’t last long.”
“It won’t because we have each other and forever will feel better with you by my side, Peyton. Promise me you’ll always fight for us.”
“I promise. Will you always fight for us?”
Kai closed his eyes and nodded his head, “Always and forever. I love you.”
Peyton moaned as Kai kissed the nape of his neck. “I love you, too.”
“How much,” he asked as he continued to kiss Peyton’s sensitive neck.
Peyton turned around and faced him. Both of their eyes were watery and hopeful. Peyton leaned in and kissed him. It was soft and sweet. He pulled away and then kissed Kai again. The second kiss was longer and filled with more purpose. Peyton stuck his tongue out and rolled it across Kai’s neck. Kai lifted his head back and allowed Peyton to taste his sweet skin.
Both of their cocks woke up. They could feel each other’s penis pressing together, but separated by their underwear. Kai rolled Peyton onto his back and settled between his legs. Kai sucked on his neck and began to grind his cock into Peyton’s cock. Peyton arched his back and let out a deep sigh as Kai explored his body.
Kai sat up and knelt on the back of his heels. He pulled Peyton into his lap. His tongue rolled around Peyton’s nipples, making them go fully erect. Peyton stroked his cock through his underwear. Their bodies danced against one another in the darkness of the hotel room.
Kai grabbed hold of Peyton’s cock and stroked it. The two men pulled their faces away from one another. There was nothing but passion and desire in their eyes. Both of their mouths hung open as they stroked one another. Peyton could feel Kai’s cock growing thicker and firmer in his hand.
Kai could feel Peyton’s cock leaking and throbbing through the underwear. He stroked Peyton faster. His firm grip felt like a tight hole milking Peyton. They both nodded their heads in agreement. They had an understanding that only they understood. Peyton moved, scooted back, and bent over. He leaned down and slowly peeled Kai’s underwear from his body.
That beautiful hard cock poked out. Peyton opened his mouth and took it all in. Kai let out a precious sigh of pleasure. It felt like he could finally breathe now that he could feel Peyton’s love again. He tossed his head back and ran his fingers through his hair as he was taken. Peyton lapped at his cock making sure he licked and tasted every inch of the swollen head and shaft.
Kai lifted his hips and forced more his cock down Peyton’s throat. Peyton used his hand to push Kai on his back. He continued to move his head up and down. He sucked him with skill and passion. Kai’s cock was totally in love with Peyton’s mouth. Peyton rolled his tongue around the head and sucked the precum directly from Kai’s slit.
Peyton said, “I want you to put it in me. Give me your dick.”
“Anything you want, baby,” Kai replied honestly. “I’ll give you anything you want.” Every day, Kai was becoming more and more sure of himself and his power.
Peyton pulled his underwear off and rolled onto his stomach. Kai quickly positioned himself and slid inside of Peyton’s tightness. They both let out a gasp. Kai wrapped his arms around Peyton’s body and began to slowly drive his cock in and out of him. His thick dick moved slowly. He fucked Peyton in the most sensual yet teasing way possible.
“You feel so good around my cock,” Kai told him.
Peyton begged, “Fuck me, Kai. Please fuck me.”
Kai picked up his speed a bit. He didn’t power fuck him. No, he fucked thoroughly. Kai wanted every part of Peyton to long for him and need him. His cock moved in and out making Peyton wet, horny, and happy. Peyton could feel those heavy balls resting and smashing against his taint. The image of Kai’s perfect ass flexing as he fucked him sent his arousal racing.
Peyton cried, “Fuck!”
Kai rolled his tongue inside of Peyton’s ear. He relished in the feelings Peyton gave him. It felt good to him and his cock to have someone want it so bad and respond to his every move and touch. Kai rolled Peyton onto his side. As their legs intertwined he fucked into his wet hole deeper than he had been. Each stroke was gifted and perfect.
Kai half groaned and said, “Let me have my way, Peyton.”
“Take me. Fuck every part of me,” Peyton exploded.
The hotel room bounced with the sounds of their passion. Their bodies clapped together like a Sunday morning congregation. Peyton slowly rocked himself back on Kai’s dick. He wanted it deeper, harder, and faster. Kai refused to give it to him that way. He was determined to fuck Peyton they way he saw fit and wanted.
Kai bit Peyton’s neck and then sucked his skin. He wanted to leave bruises for the world to see. He wrapped his hand around Peyton’s member and stroked him as he glided his cock into and out of him. It was the most agonizing pleasure in the world.
Kai pulled out of him and rolled onto his back. Peyton straddled him and eased down. Kai’s cock popped inside of him. He quickly began to ride Kai. They locked eyes and nothing else mattered. They were where they belonged…together! Kai placed his hands on Peyton’s fat ass and helped him moved up and down on his cock faster.
Peyton rolled his hips and rocked his body back and forth on Kai’s dick. He was finally moving the way he had been wanting. Kai’s dick didn’t disappoint him. It moved through him like a gentle wave. Kai’s cock tapped Peyton’s button inside over and over. Each time it pushed that spot Peyton would moan like a bitch. The clapping sound of their skin grew louder.
They worked up a sweat. Peyton moved like the perfect instrument. As they kissed like lost lovers it occurred to Kai that they were fucking each other. Actually, they were making love to one another. It was a feeling that couldn’t be described with words. It could only be felt, and they were indeed feeling it with one another.
Kai huffed, “You’re gonna make me cum.”
“Do it,” Peyton squealed. “Cum inside of me.”
He bounced up and down faster and harder on Kai’s dick. Kai tossed his head back, and his toes curled. He let out a cry and thrust up into Peyton one last time. His dick twitched and blew hot semen deep inside of Peyton. Peyton let out a growl deep from within his soul and his cock exploded. Hot cum spewed from him. His cum shot out and covered Kai’s chest and face.
“Holy shit,” Kai laughed. “Our first fight followed by our first round of make-up sex.”
“Right,” Peyton sighed. “Only I thought you had to be in a relationship for that to actually count.”
“I thought you were my nigga,” Kai said casually.
Peyton gasped, “You said it.”
“I have to learn to be comfortable in your world because I’m not going anywhere. You have to be patient with me, and you have to be comfortable in my world.”
Peyton leaned down and said, “Of course. You my nigga. I’m gonna always be your ride or die.”
Kai exhaled, “I’m ready to break things off with Thomas.”
The two shared another kiss. The importance of being comfortable in uncomfortable places wasn’t lost on either one of them. Two vastly different cultures and backgrounds united under the stars of love could only survive if both were willing to truly walk into the world of the other. It sounds so simple, right? If only life could just be a sweet, simple walk in the park for them.
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