The Hall Pass Ch. 05

** Apologies for the delay in getting this chapter posted.**

Chapter 5: Hall Pass No More

I woke up gasping for air as I placed my hands around my throat. I flinched from the pain I felt. I flung my body out of the bed. Like a drunk, I stumbled to the dresser with the mirror. My reflection showed the bruises around my neck. Instantly, I remembered Kyle's hands around my neck and the words he spoke. He knew about Sterling.

I creeped out of the bedroom. The hallway was dark and almost spooky. Slowly, I made my way through it. As I moved further towards the end, I could hear a faint moan. The moans grew louder as I moved closer.

The noise was coming from the bedroom at the end of the hall. I inched closer to the door, and mixed with the moans were the sounds of the bed squeaking. I was going to turn away--that is until I heard his voice.

Sterling moaned, "Fuck me, Kev. Give me that dick."

It was Sterling, and he thought I was there with him. Was he possibly dreaming? I opened the bedroom door. Sterling was lying flat, face first, on the bed. His eyes closed, and his face contoured with pleasure. Sterling opened his eyes, and he saw me standing in the doorway with a look of horror on my face. Kyle's fat dick was glistening with Sterling's ass juice. He pumped in and out of Sterling's ass.

"Kevin," he called out my name. He was shocked to see me when he thought I was the one inside of him.

Kyle turned and looked at me. He gave me a nasty wink. I quietly stepped away and closed the door behind me. I could hear the sound of the bed squeaking and thumping louder. Kyle was destroying Sterling's hole. Through all the clapping of skin meeting and the bed rocking I could also hear Sterling's moans. He was lost in what Kyle was doing to him. My feet couldn't move fast enough. As I raced down the hall, I could hear things falling and smashing into the wall. I was knocking things over as I moved. Down the stairs and out of the house I went. I ordered a Lyft and disappeared into the night.

.......... Three Years Later.......

I was in Hawaii for a friend's birthday. It had taken a bit of time, but I had rebuilt my life and was thriving for the most part. Things were going pretty well until I saw him from across the way. He was standing with a group of people. He must have felt me because he looked up and saw me. Our eyes locked on one another, and I was taken back to the night I first met him at the bar.

I quickly turned and started to walk in the other direction. I tried to move fast. We hadn't seen each other since that night when I walked into the room. That night, when everything came to the light. I was halfway across the courtyard when he called out to me.

"Kevin," his voice punctured my world. It was the same sexy, deep voice that I remembered.

I stopped and turned around to face him. There was a mere twelve feet of distance between us. He looked as stunningly beautiful as the night I met in the bar all those years ago. His hair was grey now, and it gave him a deep silver fox vibe--beautiful and sexy. It made him look so distinguished.

"Sterling. How are you," I asked. I was cautious with my words.

"I'm good. Better now. It's been a while," he said with a smile on his face.

"What are you doing here," I asked, unsure what else to say or how to ease the tension I felt.

He sighed, "Kyle is getting married."

"Oh!" I was shocked. "He invited you?"

"We worked things out. It took us a long time to get past all the additional hurt I caused him," there was sorrow in the way he spoke.

"Did you forgive him for what he did," I asked.

He looked away from me. I could see his body tense up. He fought against the tension and willed himself to relax, and I was proud of him for being able to do that.

"There was nothing to forgive. I deserved it," he said as he swallowed.

"No, you didn't deserve that, but I'm happy that you're in a good place. He ever tell you how he knew?"

He exhaled, "He caught us on a little spy camera he had installed in the apartment you two shared. He knew for a while, but when he heard us in the kitchen on Thanksgiving, it sent him over the edge. He had hoped it was a one-time accident, but we proved otherwise."

"I'm sorry I didn't stay and help you. I just couldn't defend our actions, and I couldn't stomach what I saw," I revealed.

"What about you? How are you?" He was trying to deflect, and I understood that.

"I've been good. I was here for a friend's birthday. I should probably get going," I told him as I turned to walk away.

"I miss you," he called out. "I think about you all the time. I dream, and you're in my dreams. I miss whatever it was we were building."

"Building," my voice raised as I turned around to face him. "We weren't building anything. We were having an affair, Sterling."

"There was an attraction between us. There was something between us that made me risk everything for you. I had to have you, hold you, be with you, touch you, and make love to you," he declared.

"We ruined each other's lives. Nothing about that was right," I stood tall on my beliefs.

Sterling closed the distance between us. Just as I was about to take a step back, he took hold of my arm and pulled me closer to him. His touch set me on fire. It was like a trigger for my sexual awakening. The warm blood in me ran hot. My body temperature ran like a fever.

"I still want you, Kev," he declared as his finger ran up and down the length of my arm.

"Don't touch me like that," I barely mumbled.

"Or what," his question made my knees weak. Three years later, he still could make me wet. How was such a thing possible?

"I'll melt in your arms," I confessed with my entire heart.

"That's the way I like it. Melt for baby, but please do it in my mouth," he pleaded with my inner sexual being and heart.

Damn him for making me feel the things I was feeling. He pulled our bodies so close I couldn't breathe. I looked up into his, and they called my name. His manly scent whisked me away to a place where only we could take one another. There was nothing but also something left between us. I owed it to us, and so I kissed him. The kiss unlocked all the passion that lay hidden beneath my surface.

Sterling sat on the bed in all his naked glory. I stood in front of him with my dick at full mast. He took his thick hand and slapped my ass cheek a couple of times. Each slap made my cheek shake like a bowl of jelly. I leaned down and kissed him. Our lips parted slightly. I slid my tongue inside his mouth. All those old feelings of lust and desire came surfacing back as I knew they would. Sterling wrapped his hand around my cock and began to tug on my full length.

"I've missed this," he said as he smiled up at me.

He applied pressure at the base of my cock. The pressure made blood rush to the head of my dick. My old mushroom head grew bigger and turned pinker. A drop of spit fell from Sterling's mouth and landed on my cock. He leaned down and took the head of my penis into his mouth. That old sensation he always gave me rushed through my body and down to my toes. I stumbled backward.

I moaned out, "Oh shit!"

"I want you to sit," he said as he stood up.

I followed his instructions and sat on the bed. His tongue felt incredible. He rolled around the shaft of my dick. My hips began to move slightly on their own. More and more of my cock slid down his throat. He took it like a champion. I fed him what he had been missing and craving for the last few years. Sterling planted kisses up and down my shaft as he cuffed my balls in his hand. He formed an "O" around my cock and applied deep suction.

He pushed me to lie back on the bed. His tongue rolled over my balls and across that gorgeous thick skin that connected my balls and anus. I lifted my legs up and exposed my hole to him. Sterling chuckled in appreciation. He had missed my boy pussy and longed to devour it once again like he used to do.

He kissed my thick cheeks and then moved in between them. His soft lips closed on my hole, and he began to rim me with class and perfection. A soft whimper of a moan flowed from my mouth. His tongue pushed inside of me. My tightness opened to receive him, and his tongue set up a fucking motion. It moved in and out of me. It felt like I was shaking inside.

"Fuck," I gushed over his ability to make me shake.

He continued to assault my ass with his tongue. It swiped back and forth and up and down across my rosebud. I spread my cheeks to give him better access to my insides and outsides. He took the hint and buried his face deeper into my ass. With my eyes closed and cock hard, I let him have me.

"You taste even better than I remember," he said.

I got on my knees and took his aching member into my mouth. He sighed and slapped my ass. I moved my body back and forth as I sucked his dark member. It tasted so fucking good. I wrapped my hand around his shaft and stroked his loving member. His breathing intensified, and his toes curled.

He sang me praise, "Your mouth is such a wonder."

Hearing his joy made me smile around his thick cock. I locked my jaws and worked the head of his dick. I slid my finger between his leg and ran it along his smooth nut and across his taint. Sterling's body responded with delight. His cock twitched in my mouth, and precum flowed from him. My finger ran across his tight little hole.

He pushed back against my digit and let out a hearty laugh.

I looked up at him. He was still a sexy chocolate man. I need him to fuck me like he used to. That dick needed to be inside my warmth. I pulled away, got on my back, and lifted my legs. He instantly pulled me to the edge of the bed. He slapped my puckered hole with his thick dick, and then he pushed it against my hole. The thick head broke through. I let out a deep moan as he eased the rest of his shaft inside of me.

Sterling began the notion of moving in and out of me. My walls remembered his cock. They quickly closed around his shaft and hugged it for dear life. He began to work his hips and fuck me with that unique ability he had. I could feel his dick in my stomach as he rested his head on my head. His dick started to plow through me.

My hole began to moisten. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. Each plow made my dick jump. Sweet minutes passed us by as he fucked me. Only our moans carried us through the time.

He pulled out of me and got on the bed on his hands and knees. I quickly kneeled behind his splendid ass. Those dark chocolate cakes looked heavenly before me. I spread his cheeks and ran my tongue across his hole. It twitched against my mouth as I feasted like a hungry man. His hole tasted the same yet different. There were no words to describe how good it was.

I ran my hands across his smooth globes. I took a handful of both cheeks and made them shake violently. He moaned, and then I drove my tongue inside of him. His body flinched, and then I removed my tongue and shoved it back inside of him again. Each time, my tongue forced his hole to open up more and more.

"Fuck," he shouted.

I reached between his legs and took his dripping wet long dick into my hand. I twisted my fingers around the shaft and worked it as my tongue dug into his ass. It was like I was searching for treasure with my mouth. I worked his hole into a wet sloppy mess as I stroked his fat perfect cock. I rolled him onto his back.

He placed both his legs on my shoulders. I eased my dick inside of him. He moaned like a sweet, beautiful bitch under me. His hole remembered me, and it opened up with no complaints. His insides were warm and moist. His hole sucked my cock like gentle lips. I worked myself in and out of him. His eyes looked up at me. I could see the passion and happiness inside of him.

He wrapped his hand around his cock and began to stroke himself as I fucked him at a glorious pace that gave us both immense pleasure. I moved to the middle of the bed, and we fucked like true lovers in missionary. He ran his free hand down my back and onto my meaty ass. I could feel my cheeks clapping as I clapped his cheeks.

"Fuck me. Own me," he pleaded desperately.

I fucked him harder. My balls tapped against his taint repeatedly. Sterling rolled onto his side as I fucked him deeper. I lifted his leg and dug into the side of his walls. He let out a moan that made my dick even harder. I slowed down but continued to fuck him at that angle. He begged for more and encouraged me to drill him.

He breathed, "You need to feel this. It's so fuckin' good, baby."

We both laughed as I pulled out of him. We turned to our right so that he could fuck me on my side. I lifted my leg, and he slid right inside of me. His massive cock instantly started hitting my wall at an angle. It felt so good. Each plow of his cock stretched my hole and made my dick leak with cum. I gripped the sheets as he rocked my body. He moved faster and harder in and out of me.

"Stretch my fuckin' hole, Mr. Sterling," I cried out. I needed it badly, and I wanted it badly from him.

My ass convulsed around his cock and started to spew out white cream. Sterling wanted his ass to cream. He quickly pulled out of me and put me flat on my back. He straddled my lap and eased his throbbing, gaping, and warm hole onto my angry dick. I placed both my hands on his ass cheeks, and he started to ride me. He bounced up and down on my dick hard and fast. I met his movements and fucked up into him hard and fast.

Our lips connected for a kiss. His ass started to cream as it shook with each bounce. We were having the best sex of our lives. Both our bodies were deeply sweaty and smelled like sex. I slapped his thick cheeks, and he bounced harder and faster. I pulled out of him and slapped his hole with my dick.

"Damn! I'm so fuckin' wet," he said with a satisfied smile.

He moved between my legs and pushed his dick back inside of me. In one push, I had every inch on him. He was balls deep and started to pound me. My dick twitched as it lay on my stomach. I rolled us over and started to ride his dick. I got in a squat position and started bouncing up and down on his fuck stick. Sterling palmed my ass. I could feel him deep inside of me. I rode him faster and faster. I was like a bull rider. He lifted his legs up, and it helped him get deeper inside of me.

His dick was touching new places. I reached back and ran my finger across his hole. His hole twitched, and I pushed my finger inside of him. He groaned and wrapped his hand around my flopping hard dick. I moved and down faster and faster. My digit dug deeper into his hot, wet hole. The pressure building inside me was intense.

His hand felt amazing around my dick. His hole was perfectly squeezing my finger. I couldn't take it anymore. I screamed, and my cock exploded with hot cum that splattered across his chest and face. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. Cum landed in his mouth. He drove himself inside me once more, and he fired off ropes of hot cum inside of me.

"FUCKIN' HELL," he roared as his eyes grew big and pretty.

We were both drenched in cum and sweat. Our bodies were drained of energy but completely satisfied and relaxed. Next to each other, we felt that familiar bond we had shared when he was just a hall pass. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. I waited till he was in a deep sleep and got dressed. As I headed for the door, I turned and looked back at him once more. I wanted to remember him like that, peaceful and happy. We had no future. I couldn't bear to hurt Kyle ever again. It was better to remember what he once had than to try and recapture what was born out of someone else's pain. What we shared would always feel real if I let it stay in the past. The hall pass was to be no more!

I opened the door and was greeted with a sly smile by Kyle. I suddenly felt weak in my knees. Here was the man I had once loved and adored. The same man whose heart I broke by having an affair with his father.

"Kyle," I muttered. "I was just leaving."

He placed his hand on my chest and stopped me, "No you weren't. The three us have unfinished business together."

He pushed me back into the room. The door closed and locked. Kyle pulled his shirt off and began to undo his pants. He glared at me and said, "Take off your fucking clothes. Now!"

I sighed, weakly, "Okay!"

I could have resisted but if there's anything I learned is that when it comes to the father and son duo known as Sterling and Kyle... I'd do anything and everything they asked of me. Even if it meant letting them use every part of my body once more!

THE END

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