Private Listing E13.5 | I know it's wrong but it feels right

Everyone is over the age of 18

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From Alex’s POV: 

Cumming early morning on a day off is one of my favourite things because it sends me right back to a nap afterwards. I took a picture of the splatter for Brian because I thought he would like it, but he still hasn’t said anything about it by the time I woke up again. I know double texting is lame, but I don’t care. Since he always replies, he probably just missed the text. 

“How are you?”

I jumped into the shower after that and thought that I would have a response by the time I was out. Still nothing though. 

“You okay?” 

My mind jumps from possibility to possibility. Maybe he decided he feels too guilty about his wife and we can’t hang out anymore. Or maybe he got into trouble with his boss from being in the bathroom too long? He wasn’t in there that long though. 

“Brian?” 

Or maybe he’s just done with me now. I’ve shown him all the parts of me and now he’s bored. I had a nagging feeling that I should’ve held back a little bit. I dried my hair and laid back down on the bed next to my cumstain. 

I like him. I know he has a family but I like him. And I think he likes me too. I guess a part of me was hoping that it would work out somehow. It's not like I was expecting him to leave his wife or something…or maybe…

I press the dial button next to his name. I need to know. 

Brnggggggggg….

Brngggggggg….

Brnggggggggg…

I’m being presumptuous, I know. If he doesn’t want to talk to me anymore, then leave him be!! This isn’t the first time I’ve experienced this. 

Brnggggggggggg….

“Hello?” His voice comes out quietly.

“Hello?? Brian??”

“Yeah.” 

“Are you okay? I…I was…getting worried. You didn’t answer any of my messages.”

“Yeah.” There was an extreme tiredness in his voice. 

“Where are you?” Should I ask him to video-call? 

“I’m at the hospital. I have to go, Alex. I’ll talk to you later.” He hung up before I made sense of his words.

The hospital? Why? Did he have a car crash? Is he hurt? 

I quickly looked up the hospital in the city and I called an Uber to bring me there. Once I got out of the car, I had a sinking realization that I had no idea where to start. I walked in through the emergency first, but he wasn’t in the crowded waiting room so I walked back out and went through the main entrance of the hospital. Looking at the different hospital wings and their corresponding colours, I picked a random one and began to walk through. 

With each hallway I passed, I peered into the windows and opened doors for a sign of Brian. And with each hallway that I find nothing, I add a reason why I should go home and wait for his news. Finding nothing in this wing, I take the staircase back down to the main lobby. 

Wait! There he is! At the little counter buying something to eat. He’s standing and there’s no bandages on him. 

“Brian!” I jog up to him as he puts his wallet back in his jean’s back pocket. 

“Alex?” There was not even a glimmer of happiness in his eyes. ”You can’t be here.”

“I came to look for you.” The disappointment hits me like a ton of bricks. “I thought you were maybe hurt.” 

Brian shakes his head and walks off. I follow him, having to jog to keep up with his pace. 

“Why are you here if you’re not hurt? What happened? Did I do something wrong?”

“My wife is here!” he says in a booming voice. “My wife is here,” Brian repeats in a softer voice. “She’s in labour. And she knows.”

Oh no.

“She knows?” I look around the passersby nervously. “You mean…”

“She knows. She doesn’t know it’s you. She thinks it’s a woman. Go home, Alex.” I saw his lip quivering like he might cry. I feel so sad for him.

So sad for us. 

Brian starts walking away again and I don’t know why, but I follow him down a quiet hallway. I don’t want to leave him yet. Not like this. This isn’t the way our story ends. 

“Go home, Alex!” Brian says more sternly and I follow him. Finally he stops and pulls me into an empty room. It looks like a janitor’s closet from the look of the materials around. “Stop following me. It’s over! It’s over for us! I’m going to be a dad!” 

I’ve never seen a grown man cry before, so I did not expect his tears to soak into his beard like that. I hug him and he puts his heavy weight on me, sobbing onto my head. 

“It’s over…my life is over…I’m going to lose everything…” 

“Shh….it’ll be okay…” I rubbed his back. His bear grip around me is making me sweat. 

“It’s over…it’s over…” Brian repeats. “I’m a horrible person. I’m a horrible dad.”

“You’re going to be a great dad.” I stroke his back. “The best.” That seemed to help him calm down. “We all make mistakes. I know you’re going to be so good to your baby.”

“I cheated on my pregnant wife,” Brian says hoarsely. 

“You don’t love her anymore. But that doesn’t make you a bad man. I can see that you just want happiness.” His interrupted breathing was jerking me up and down with him. 

Then suddenly, I was free. I found myself facing a rack of disinfectants with my pants getting pulled down. 

“Tell me you need me.”

“I need you,” I say honestly. His stiff shaft pushed at my hole. “You’re the best part of my life recently. OH!!!!”

Brian penetrates me roughly and I wince out from the burning pain. His hand closes around my throat and he starts to thrust into me. The friction between us creates a sting so powerful that I shut my eyes to bear it.

But I still want it.

I want him. 

“Tell me you want it,” Brian says in his hoarse voice. 

“I want it! I’ve never been fucked better!” His dick pulses inside me and suddenly it’s sliding in easier.

“More.” There was pleasure in his voice and it made me open up for him. 

“I want you Brian! I have wanted you since the first time I saw you. I don’t want anyone else anymore.” His dick slid smoothly in and out of me, lubricated by a copious amount of precum that I could feel at my ring. It soothed the ache and I enjoyed fully how erect he was inside me. “Please make me yours.”

“NNnn…Nnnn….NNNN…” 

“Yeah, seed me, sir. Seed me deep. Make me yours. I want to be yours. You’re all I need.”

“Cum for me,” he growls behind me and I obey him by jerking my cock.

“MM!”

THWACK!

“MMM!”

THWACK!

“OH!” 

THWACK! 

I spray over the dirty floor, squirming with his dick filling me up. I sigh with contentment, having his seed inside me again. I needed that.

He needed that.

This is what we’re supposed to do. 

I listened to him pant behind me and his soft dick slid out of me. I turned around and watched him pull his pants up. Then he sits on the closet floor and puts his hands in his face. 

“I’m so fucked. So very fucked.”

“It’s going to be okay.” I pulled my pants up too and sat next to him. 

“It’s not going to be okay.”

I leaned on his arm and tears fell from my eyes and onto him.