Private Listing E8 | I'm addicted to cheating on my wife with a man

Everyone is over the age of 18

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“Alex! What are you doing here so late?”

I put down my fork and hurry over to the front door, where I see Alex peeking his head over my wife’s shoulder to look for me. 

What’s he doing here?

“I have uh…” Alex stutters, “...uh…” He looks to me for help. 

“You came to show us the documents of the apartment building, right?” I lie quickly. 

“The apartment? Brian, you didn’t tell him that we’re not interested in it?” Josie narrowed her eyes at me then turned back to Alex. “Sorry hun, looks like he made you come all this way for nothing.” 

“That’s okay,” Alex says quickly, looking like he wants to run. “I’ll leave you two be then. Sorry for the bother.”

“No no no, come on in,” Josie says while opening the door wider.

NO!

“Did you drive over here?” I approach the door quickly and look out into the lawn. 

“No, I took a cab.” Alex stared right into my eyes and I felt the pang of longing. I pull my wife in by her waist and kiss on her temple. 

“I think I’ll drive him home. My fault for having him come out all this way anyways.”

“It’s really okay!” Alex exclaims and fidgets at the doorway. “I’ll call another cab.”

“Nonsense,” Josie waves her hands. “It’s the least Brian can do.” 

I sigh a breath of relief internally and grab my jacket. We got in the car silently and I watched in the rearview mirror the house get smaller until I felt safe enough to talk.

“What were you doing?!” I can’t help the little bit of anger that comes out with my words. 

“I just wanted to see you.”

“Are you crazy? You know I live with my wife. My pregnant wife.” The more I talked about it, the angrier I felt. He could have ruined everything tonight. “Did you even have a plan?!” 

Alex was silent, and so we sat silently beside each other as we got on the highway. When I had to do a turn, I saw his head hanging down in sadness. It made me feel guilty, like I had just squashed all the excitement he had to see me. 

“Hey,” I put my hand on his lap and squeezed, “I’m not mad. Well, I am mad. You have to put yourself in my shoes.” 

“I know. I’m just your dirty little secret.”

“That's not what you are to me!” I squeeze his leg again. “We’re having fun, aren’t we?” 

“And what are we?” Alex scoffs and lifts his head to look out his window. 

“We’re…what we are.” I draw a blank on what else to say. For god’s sake, I’m about to be a father. He knows that. What does he want me to say? “It’s amazing when we’re together, but you can’t come to my home like that.” 

“I’m not the one cheating. I can do whatever I want,” Alex says with indignity and removes my hand from his thigh. 

“Then we can’t do this anymore.” I put both hands back on the steering wheel and press on the acceleration. “If you want to fuck up a good thing, that’s on you.” 

“It’s on you that you can’t recognize that what we have in between us isn’t just sex!” he shouts.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about!” I shout back.

“I don’t know what I’m talking about? We’re not having mind-fucking-blowing sex every single time?”

“YOU SHUT UP!” I shout loudly, trying to drown out the truth in his words.

“Then stop the car!” 

Screeeeeeeeeeeeeech.

The car comes to a halt and Alex unbuckles his seatbelt hastily. We’re in the middle of the highway late at night, so I don’t know where he would possibly go. Nonetheless, that didn’t stop him from getting out of the car and slamming the door in my face.

“HEY!” I shouted to nobody inside the car. I get out quickly as well, jog around the car and grab both his arms. He’s so light I almost lifted him off his feet.

“Let me go!’ Alex writhes and I release my grip. 

“Where are you going to go?” I realized my voice was still too loud.

“Away from you!” He pushes my chest but it’s not hard enough to make me budge. The tears in his eyes glistened under the street lights. 

It was then I realized that he’s not angry.

He’s sad.

“Alex,” I say softly as he pushes my chest again. “Alex!” 

He melts into tears and I hug him into my chest. I let him sob onto my shirt, holding his head until his laboured breathing stops. 

“I hate myself.” His voice cracks.

“Shh…” I caress the back of his hair gently. “Don’t say that.”

“I’m never good enough for anyone.”

“You’re beautiful.” I hug him tightly. “Look at me.” 

Alex looks up at me with his watery and swollen eyes. 

He’s beautiful.

I kiss him, tasting the saltiness of his tears on his lips. The outside air is cold, but his lips and tongue give out a warmth that I chase. He pulls at my shirt, and I put my hands on his waist while I kiss him deeply. 

He’s so beautiful.

He’s not wrong about our connection.

I kiss down to his neck and his small body goes limp in my arms. I support him with one hand while I fumble with the other hand to open the backseat door. Once I get it open, I lay him down on the backseat. 

It’s happening.

I pull down my pants in the cool air and he works on unbuttoning his pants. We work together to pull off his tight pants and I throw them onto the ground behind me.

“I don’t have the butt plug in,” Alex whispers as he takes down his briefs. I pull them off his ankles hungrily and push his legs apart from the back of his knees. 

I’m so wet.

I want him.

I push my steel-hard cock at his entrance and his eyes widen at the sensation. I mouth to him to ask him if he’s ready, and he nods. 

“Oh shit!” I grunt as my leaky cock lets me sink into him with no lube. I watch the tiny changes in his expression as I get deep in him.

“Oh sir…oh sir…” His little chest rises up and down rapidly. 

“Yeah boy,” I pant. “You feel so good.”

My hips move naturally as I give him short and rapid thrusts. I lean forward and place one hand on the driver’s seat and the other on the backseat to stabilize myself. The look of pure ecstasy I see on his face drives me to fuck him harder.

“Oh…Oh…. I love your cock…Oh….” Alex holds his rock-hard dick up towards my shirt timidly, like he’s afraid to touch it.

“Are you going to cum?” I ask while thrusting into him. Alex bites his bottom lip and nods. “Cum for me, boy.”

“Yeah?” Alex’s face contorts into an expression of beautiful agony. I fuck him deeper! I want my cock to make him blast!

“Bust that beautiful wad for me.” My heart pounds in my head as I drill him. 

“OH!....OH!” His rising intonation gives me the cue to rail him with all I have.

His cock shoots out a glob of cum that lands on the left side of his shirt under his shoulder, and his cock rapidly spurts out more strings that land on his stomach. I slow down my thrusts to match his orgasm.

So hot. He’s so hot.

“You’re so beautiful,” I slow down my pumps. His flushed face mixed with the expression of release is enough to make me finish. 

“You fuck me so good sir…I love it so much.” His sticky hand reaches to feel my belly and chest. 

“I’m going to bust in you!”

“Please cum in me.” He locks eyes with me and my cock erupts in him.

OH GOD!

OH GOD!

His hand rubs my sweaty neck as I unload my jizz into him, pulsing and throbbing until my knees feel weak. 

“Thank you…oh thank you…”

“I’m addicted to you,” I pant as I look at his handsome face. “I won’t be able to stop.”

“Then don’t.”