Make Me Moan Mr Therapist.-Chapter 50: Be my perfect somebody too(18+)

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! I’m exposed! Alex screamed internally, his heart thundering against his ribs as he stared at Gabe’s hungry expression.

Gabe’s eyes were gluedshamelessly, obsessively to Alex’s exposed dick, which had already slipped free from his trousers with thick ropes of cum gathering at the tip. Gabe couldn’t stop flicking his gaze between Alex’s face and the glistening length between his legs... Alex’s dick. His damn dick.

"You’re mistaken here, Gabe," Alex managed to say, his voice tight as he instinctively moved his hand to cover himself. But Gabe brushed his hand away firm, deliberate and Alex let out a low, involuntary groan as another wave of pleasure shot through him. His body kept betraying him, spasming until the last of his release dripped out.

"I... I was watching an adult film before I walked into the office," Alex stammered, breathless. "I was already on the edge, okay? That’s why I cum. I didn’t cum because of you."

Just that tiny touch....Gabe brushing his hand aside had sent a shock of arousal down his spine that Alex wasn’t prepared for.

"You said I needed someone perfect," Gabe replied, his tone unexpectedly serious. His throat bobbed as he swallowed hard, his gaze darting again to Alex’s still-hard, still-wet cock. "Someone whose dick I can use for practice. And I just found that person. It’s you, Alex. You’re the only one who wouldn’t spill whatever happens here to anyone else."

Images....uncontrollable, vivid kept replaying in Gabe’s mind: the thought of wrapping his lips around that thick, heavy cock, tasting it, taking it in. But the harder he tried to convince Alex, the more desperation grew inside him. His chest tightened. It actually hurt. It felt unfair like a child denied candy for having bad teeth. A simple, stupid but crushing sadness.

"I’m your therapist, Gabe. Not your perfect somebody," Alex said, forcing himself to rise from the sofa. He turned to walk away, but Gabe suddenly wrapped his arms around Alex’s waist from behind, halting him completely.

"Let go of me, Gabe," Alex said sharply. "This isn’t right. And you know it." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"This is right," Gabe murmured into his back, his voice trembling with conviction. "This feels like the most right thing I’ve ever done in my life." His arms stayed locked around Alex’s waist, clinging. "And yeah... you can be my therapist. You can also be my perfect somebody for today. Just today. When you asked about my husband....when you asked how I got these bruises on my neck and body and I refused to tell you....you asked me, ’What if I wasn’t your therapist? Could I care about you then?’"

Gabe pressed closer. "Don’t be my therapist alone today, Alex. Be my perfect somebody too."

Alex froze. His hands hovered, unsure whether to push Gabe away or hold him steady so he wouldn’t fall from the wheelchair. His mind was chaos, but his body... his body was leaning into the warmth, into the touch, into the need.

Damn, I’m screwed. I’m really fucking screwed.

Yeah, I want him. Fuck! I want him. But what if he starts falling for me? I’m not in the right place to love anyone or have anyone love me. I’ll end up hurting him. Breaking his heart worse than his beast of a husband ever did.

"There’s no feeling attached," Gabe said suddenly, as if responding directly to Alex’s internal panic making Alex’s eyes fly wide. Then Alex stiffened when he felt one of Gabe’s hands slide boldly down to grab his still-sensitive dick from behind. Heat shot through his body, and Alex’s breath hitched.

"This is just practice," Gabe whispered. "A normal practice between a therapist and his client. Just practice. Nothing more."

Alex turned sharply, grabbing Gabe’s wrist not forcefully, but to see his face, to see if he really meant it. He searched Gabe’s eyes for even the smallest flicker of deceit, hesitation, longing....anything.

But before he could speak...

Gabe leaned forward and wrapped his mouth around Alex’s dick in one desperate, hungry motion like his life depended on it.

Alex’s head shot backward with a strangled sound of pleasure, his fingers digging into Gabe’s shoulder as warm, wet heat engulfed him. His knees almost buckled.

And in that moment, one overwhelming truth crashed into him:

He was absolutely, completely, dangerously screwed.

I finally got you. Gabe thought inwardly, pride and hunger swirling together as he sucked Alex’s dick slowly, deliberately. His lips slid down the thick length while one hand stroked the underside, tracing every vein, feeling every twitch. You couldn’t pull away, Alex... you didn’t even try. You wanted this just as much as I did.

He hollowed his cheeks, savoring the way Alex’s body shuddered above him.

The professional line between therapist and client? Please. That line shattered the first day I caught your dick hanging out of your trousers. And we both know why it was hard even if you tried throwing every excuse in the world at me.

"Oh fuck..." Alex groaned, voice strained with pleasure as both his hands cupped the back of Gabe’s head. His fingers threaded into Gabe’s hair, guiding him...pushing him to take more, more, more of his monstrous cock. Gabe gagged faintly as the tip hit the back of his throat, but he didn’t complain. Not even close. The discomfort melted into pure, dizzying desire.

The salty taste of Alex’s cock was the first thing that made Gabe nearly lose control. He swallowed instinctively, wanting to taste more, wanting to claim every drop. The way Alex’s length slid down his throat, stretching it open, made his eyes water with pleasure. Alex’s soft groans above him were like music...intoxicating, addictive. He never wanted them to stop.

"Suck that dick..." Alex moaned, his voice low and needy.

Gabe obeyed, speeding up his movements, sucking harder, stroking faster. Alex’s body trembled, his thighs tightening, his hands gripping Gabe’s head as if he would fall apart without something to hold on to. The orgasm he had been desperately trying to control surged, sending waves of hot pressure down his spine.

There’s definitely no going back now, Alex, Gabe thought with satisfaction. I hope you realize that.

Slurp... slurp... slurp...

"Oh fuck...I’m cumming~" Alex groaned, breath hitching.

A second later he spilled into Gabe’s mouth...deep, hot, sudden. Gabe swallowed by reflex, nearly choking from how much there was, but he caught himself, forcing himself to take it all. His throat tightened and relaxed around the pulsing length until Alex’s release finally slowed.

"Oh fuck it..." Alex exhaled, voice hoarse with pleasure, as his dick throbbed in Gabe’s mouth, still releasing the last drops of cum. A trickle escaped the corner of Gabe’s lips, sliding down his chin, but he licked it up immediately....hungry, shameless.

Alex’s cock finally slipped free of his mouth, but Gabe didn’t stop. He kept stroking it gently, almost tenderly, using his tongue to tease the tip, licking up every remaining trace of cum.

I really feel like fucking him so hard right now, Alex thought, chest heaving, as his body betrayed him yet again...his orgasm building up for a second time because of how Gabe kept touching him.

Before Alex could speak, step back, or even breathe....

Gabe swallowed him again.

His mouth wrapped around Alex’s cock greedily, sucking with a desperation that made Alex curse under his breath.

"Oh...fuck...suck it..." Alex groaned loudly, head falling back as he grabbed Gabe’s head again, guiding him into a deep throat that made Gabe’s vision blur with tears.

Meanwhile, Gabe’s own dick had slipped free of his trousers, already covered in cum despite the fact that nobody had touched him. He had been stroking himself the whole time without even realizing it, body trembling, need pooling hot in his stomach.

"Oh~yes~yes~I’m cumming~" Alex gasped, voice cracking as he neared release again.

And then....

"Fuck~"

His second orgasm hit him hard. Alex released deep into Gabe’s throat again, filling him with hot spurts of cum that Gabe greedily swallowed. His expression was almost blissful as he took everything Alex gave, every drop. When Alex finally let go, Gabe exhaled against his cock, satisfaction written all over his face.

Alex’s dick was still hard...aching, throbbing but thanks to Gabe, it was clean of cum.

"So..." Gabe asked breathlessly, licking his lips. "How did I do? What score would you give me?"

His voice was filled with innocent anticipation, like a student waiting for his teacher’s approval.

He’s still worried about a score? Alex scoffed inwardly, half amused, half aroused beyond reason.

Without warning, driven by raw instinct and need, Alex bent down, slid his arms beneath Gabe, and lifted him out of the wheelchair with ease. Gabe let out a small gasp as Alex carried him across the room and dropped him onto the soft sofa.

Alex’s hands moved with desperate speed...stripping Gabe’s trousers off, tossing them aside before he grabbed Gabe’s legs and spread them wide, giving himself full access to his throbbing dick... and his tight, waiting asshole.

Alex’s breath shook as he stared down at him, desire snarling through every nerve in his body.

No turning back now.