We All Fall Down

It had been one hell of a week for Buster.

All the teachers at MVB high school seemed to be hellbent on doling out as much homework as they could get away with and he hadn't been able to finish even half of it in study hall. And then on top of that, he'd gotten in trouble when his English teacher had caught him texting in class. Normally he'd have only gotten a warning for such a thing, but when the teacher had seen what he'd typed, he'd gotten after school detention for the entire week. And he'd accepted that punishment readily, since the other option was to call Lu's father and apologize for asking his daughter via text message to sit on his face.

He could never be sorry for wanting that.

So he used the the time in detention for homework as best as he could before going straight home to walk Dixie and change his clothes for work. Then he had to work the freaking dinner rush at the coffee shop all week long with some of the rudest tourist customers he'd ever seen and just barely made it home in time for his livestream, which he ended up doing in his uniform and smelling like coffee. He'd barely gotten to spend any time with Lu this whole week, except in school, and he was feeling wound up. He had been called in at two this morning to cover for Gina - again - and ended up being stuck there because Veronica was running several hours late.

Now it was after 6:30 and he had called a taxi to rush him home because he was going to need to take Dixie out to pee before his livestream. Poor, sweet little Dixie was probably about to burst right about now, since his mom had flown out this morning for a huge, week-long gaming convention. Tossing the cab fare to the driver, the vehicle hadn't even come to a complete stop before Buster flung open the door and leapt out. He sprinted up the walkway and barreled through the front door in a rush, but the usual skittering of tiny clawed feet and hyperactive barking was conspicuously absent.

Nothing but an eerie silence greeted him.

A cold, sick feeling of dread dropped into the pit of his stomach like a heavy iron weight. "Dixie?" He hated the way his voice sounded in that moment. He called for his faithful little Pomeranian again, this time his voice was a little stronger. But there was no answer. He looked around the kitchen to see if she'd gotten into the pantry or gotten stuck in one of the cupboards again, but there was no sign of her. He started to panic and ran from room to room, flinging doors open and checking the laundry baskets.

Eventually he found her in his mother room curled up at the end of the huge bed, looking like she was sleeping peacefully. But something was definitely wrong. Dixie had always rushed to greet anyone who entered the house with a cacophany of happy yapping barks and she danced about for attention. Against his better judgement, he reached out to stroke her fur.

She was cold as ice.

A heavy tear streaked down his cheek, then another and another as he carefully scooped her tiny stiff body and held it to his chest for a few moments, before taking her out to a chest freezer and placing her inside. Buster felt sick placing her in there but he couldn't bring himself to go out and dig her a grave right now. He closed the freezer door and leaned against it heavily, chest heaving as he roughly shoved at his tears with his hands. Why weren't they stopping?

He glanced at the nearby clock and saw he had maybe two minutes before tonight's livestream, but there was no way he'd be able to go on like this and force himself to act cheerful when he'd just lost the precious pooch he'd had for his entire life. Taking the steps two at a time, he made it to his room, typed up a last minute massage to his subscribers and cancelled the stream. Standing there for a few moments, he felt it really sink in.

Throwing off his work outfit, he decided that some clean clothes might do him some good. Something loose, maybe sleeveless. He pulled on a black tank and a pair of shorts and flopped down on his bed, head in his hands. A single stray chew toy caught his eye, laying on the floor near his foot. He was off the bed, down the stairs and out of the house before his mind even registered it, but had the sense to grab his cell first.

He had to get out of here. He couldn't be here right now, where everything reminded him of Dixie, not while his heart was breaking in two. One step, two, three... he didn't know where he was going, he just knew he had to go somewhere. Somewhere that wasn't here. He'd come back later, when it didn't hurt so much.

After wandering for a while, he ended up at a secluded part of the beach where he'd first met Lu. Of course she wasn't here right now, but even her memory was enough to offer him some respite. He dropped to his knees and wept, letting out all the anxiety and pain as best as he could.

His phone buzzed as a notification for one of his apps and he grabbed at the device and swiped at the screen. It was then he'd noticed the missed text message from Lu. He must've missed it while he'd been changing his clothes because he had to mute his phone while he was at work. It hadn't been too long, just a few minutes ago, but he felt guilty for missing it.

Busti where are you?

His fingers flew over the touch screen, answering her with his exact location. He may not want to see anybody right now, he may be an absolute mess out here crying his eyes out, but he wanted to see her. Needed to see her.

The force of her tackling him knocked the both of them to the sand below but the feeling of her arms circling him was more than welcome. His own arms latched onto her and he held her tightly, burying his wet face in her neck as he tried to calm his shuddering breaths. He clung to her for several minutes until eventually he stopped sniffling and simply stroked her hair.

He was uncomfortably quiet for a long time as he stroked her hair, letting the soft silky strands slide through his fingers. After what seemed like ages, he finally spoke, voice shaky. "Dixie passed away," His voice wavered, "while I was at work."

Having Lu in his lap and stroking his back was everything he could've asked for in this situation and he took a few deep breaths. His chest was still aching and he couldn't do anything to stop it on his own, but she was here for him. She was always here for him when he needed her. And right now, he needed her more than anything.

"Everything's been going wrong this week." He admitted quietly, "Homework, detention, work, not being able to spend time with you... They called me in at two this morning to cover for Gina again, and then I had to stay until Veronica finally decided to come to work. Halfway through her shift."

He sniffled.

"I've had to deal with the most awful customers all week, but there was this tourist that singled me out to harass me. He was there for hours, bothering me and calling me a fag. Said it was because I looked like I like being fucked in the ass." He hugged her closer, clearly bothered, "So what if I do? It feels good. And who are they to dictate what other people are allowed to enjoy anyway? But he eventually gave up and left when he couldn't get a rise out of me."

He sniffled again. "And when I finally got home it was so quiet. And I couldn't find her. I tore apart the house and when i did find her..." A sob wracked his body and he started crying hard, clutching her to his chest as he trembled. "She was so cold..." He whispered, his tears soaking the fabric of her borrowed shirt, "It hurts."

"It hurts so much."

Just the feeling of Lu's arms around him as she held him close and gently rocked him was starting to calm him down already. As his sobs eventually wound down and his tears dried up, he snuggled further into her embrace, not caring that the shirt was soaked. Hearing her tell him that she was here for him and her considerably sweet offers of help made him feel better already.

She knew his sexuality and even embraced it, unafraid to do things to him that none of his previous partners would even wrap their heads around. That was something that he'd never realized he'd been missing in his life until Lu showed up. And he never wanted to let her go home afterwards, even though he knew he had to conform to the expectations of teenage life.

And now she was comforting him on Dixie's behalf. And kissing his temple, telling him she'd be there for him. The pain in his head from lack of sleep, coupled with his breakdown eased under the softness of her lips. Her lips always felt good on his face and body. He wanted more of them.

He needed more of them.

Tilting his face up to look at the girl on his lap, he kissed the line of her jaw once, twice. Reached up a hand to caress her cheek softly, then pulled her into a long, slow, tender kiss. There had been a wordless agreement between them for a long while that kissing this way wasn't really appropriate for what they were doing, but Buster couldn't help himself anymore. He needed to taste her mouth, explore it slowly and tangle his tongue with hers until he could hardly breathe.

Her hands burying themselves in his hair, her tongue swirling against his, this was what he needed right now. Hell, if he was being honest with himself, this was what he'd needed since that first fateful meeting. He should've realized it then that her kissing him like that was more than just a fun little distraction for the both of them while John and Celi were distracted. He had been more than just a little attracted to her that day and though he's never had much self-control when it came to his sex drive, he'd never gone off with someone mere minutes after meeting them to make out and get each other off.

Buster knew he wanted her then, and badly. If only he'd had enough goddamn sense to step back from pursuing Celi right away, then maybe they could've had sex that day. But that's not what had happened, and they'd been dancing around the idea of tender kisses and real, deep sex. He wanted both, wanted it all the time, and wanted it with her.

His tender kiss grew deeper, more hungry as he thought about the intense sexual messages they sent to each other. Every time they fooled around it drove him wild - everything she did to him drove him wild - and he wanted more. His tongue swirled deeper into her mouth, the barbell inside dancing over her tongue in curving patterns as his hands slid to her soft breasts, kneading them gently at first, his thumbnails sliding back and forth across her nipples. He wanted to hear her sweet moans, feel them dance across their tongues as he played with her.

Oh, the things she could do to get him going! And all with such little effort.

His fingers traced from her nipples and down her sides to the hem of her borrowed shirt - his, of course - and began sliding it up her torso, breaking their kiss only to get the clothing off her. It wasn't the first time she'd come to him wearing nothing but one of his t-shirts, and he doubted it'd be the last, but it was always enough to get him hard. He pulled off his tank and dropped it onto the discarded t-shirt.

His hands immediately guided her torso to him and he slowly kissed a path between her breasts before taking a hardened nipple into his hot mouth and swirled his studded tongue around it. His other hand pinched and caressed her other breast as he sucked on her, slowly at first, then with more vigor. He sucked at her until he felt Lu grow even wetter, then switched sides to give that one the same treatment.

The way her hips were grinding against his was making his cock throb within its confines, aching to be released, aching to be inside her. There was a driving need for her that was bubbling up inside him so quickly and with such force, that he couldn't hold back any longer. She was hot, wet, and naked in his lap, and it set his blood on fire with need.

As Buster sucked at her breasts, he leaned the both of them forward until her back was resting on the sand below. Moving upwards, he claimed her mouth hungrily, desperate for more of her sweet, tender comfort. His hands flew to his shorts and undid them, shoving them and his underwear down to his knees and freeing his erection.

He needed her. Now.

But he knew he could only go so far without crossing the line. So with that in mind, he slid the underside of his erection through her soaked lips and let the metal studs draw out all sorts of delicious noises from his beautiful friend beneath him. He knew she liked it when just the head of his cock was inside her. How would she react if he was the one to put it in this time? Would she cry out in sweet bliss? Would she cum on the spot?

He had to know.

And with how easily she pulled it off while she was in control and on top of him, he should be able to do the same. So once his cock was dripping with her juices, he slipped a hand down to guide himself to her weeping entrance. But he wanted to watch her pretty face while he stuck in just the head, so he leaned back...

...and his eyes widened and he gasped in surprise as his erection slid right inside her, not stopping at the head. A loud moan sounded from Lu, but Buster couldn't be certain that the sudden shock of half his dick suddenly being inside her was entirely welcome right yet. Maybe he should pull out and apologize?

But when he started pulling out, her soaking cunt sucked at him so much it tore a moan from his mouth and made him bite his bottom lip. "F-fuck..." His voice was breathy. He was still for a moment longer, and then he was fucking her with a steady rhythm, rolling his hips into her and learning her intimately with his cock. She felt so good that he kept thrusting inside her over and over, moaning and circling his arms around her.

Suddenly he realized what he was doing and stopped, eyes wide. He had definitely crossed the line. He probably shouldn't have tried it in the first place, but even still... all he really wanted to do was keep fucking her. Because now that he's finally been inside her the way he truly wanted to be, he didn't want to stop. He felt like he might die if she asked him to, but he'd try his hardest to do as she wished. He looked up at her, his eyes pleading.

He didn't need to be told twice.

Instantly, he was thrusting into her again at that same steady pace he'd been going and without bothering to ease into it. Simply picked up exactly where he left of and started fucking her into the sand again. Her walls were clinging to him as if he were the only lifeline in a tumultuous ocean storm and he was plunging into the depths to rescue her.

Lu was exceptionally tight for someone who had previously had sex with a former lover, and Buster was finding that actually moving at this pace was taking a bit of effort. Rolling his hips in an attempt to loosen her walls a bit, his pace refused to slow or lighten. Even with how absolutely drenched and quivering she was, he knew he wasn't even in all the way. His thrusts were short and quick as if his member was playing a game of hide and seek in her secret passageway.

He kissed her sensually, his tongue flirting with hers even as his hands angled her hips so that he might be able to push a little further in. His efforts were rewarded only slightly as his erection only sank in a tiny bit further. What the hell? He wondered, pulling back so that they both could see where they were joined together but without stopping this time.

Now he knew he was larger than normal, but to actually see how much of his cock still wasn't inside her was an entirely different story. A look of confusion crossed his features. Either Lu's last partner was poorly endowed and barely competent when it came to sex, or Buster was built like a porn star. Nevertheless, the sight of how his - apparently enormous - cock was squeezing into her tight little cunt as it slid in and out was one hell of a turn on.

But he wanted to be deep, deep inside her. All the way down to the base. But given how tight was he was going to have to work his way in. If he were to try to force it all the way in one go, he'd surely hurt her. So with that in mind, he continued to roll his hips, gradually easing a little pressure into it as he fucked her.

A loud groan escaped him as he felt Lu's walls convulse and spill over with cum. She's thrown her head back as she'd cried out and the glorious sight of her reeling in pleasure encouraged him to thrust into her a little faster. She was even slicker now and he couldn't bring himself to stop, even to give her a few moments of rest. But luckily she didn't seem to need rest.

Instead she was pulling her knees to her shoulders and trying to open herself up more for him. Wasting no time, Buster leaned into the position and with a little more pressure in his thrusts, felt himself slide in deeper. An inch, maybe two, but it allowed for longer strokes inside her delicious cavern. His hips rolled like ocean waves and his cock rubbed every millimeter it touched as it squeezed deeper and deeper as he kept up the new pace.

Though he hadn't yet hit his release, the fact that Lu had already cum before he was all the way in was a big boost to his self-confidence. It had only taken half his cock and maybe a few minutes. And if he could push her over the edge that easily, he could only imagine how he'd be able to make her scream when he was all the way in!

Speaking of which...

This position was really enjoyable and felt amazing, but he still wasn't all the way in yet. So he grabbed her ankles and bent her in half, pressing her feet all the way up to the sides of her ears. He pushed his cock in as far as it would go and managed to get another inch or two deeper inside and started fucking her more firmly, snapping his hips for a little extra force. He caught his lower lip between his teeth as he fucked her, looking almost as if he was determined to drag another orgasm from her.

And here he'd thought he'd been delirious with pleasure. But as her walls clenched down on him with a vice-like grip and Lu came hard on his cock again, he couldn't help himself. Her dirty talk was so absolutely ridiculous that he lost his grip on her ankles and started laughing. It was the funniest thing he'd heard in a long time and it left him in a strange state of horny confusion.

But his hips hadn't slowed a bit.

As her legs relaxed back to a more comfortable position, he tucked them back around his waist and rolled them both over so that Lu was on top of him, his cock still rock hard inside her. His eyes were transfixed on her as his hands steadied her. "You wanna ride me like the 'horse cock' I am?" Buster's voice was almost a growl, "Want me to fuck you hard, huh? You'd better hold on tight then." His hips rocked under her gently as her hands scrambled for some part of him to grab hold of, and once she looked ready, he grinned in a way that was almost manic.

Forearms slamming to the ground on either side of him, he bucked up so hard that his entire back arced up off the sand, lifting Lu off the ground completely. Only to have her slam back down onto his cock with nothing to stop her from roughly landing on his pelvis, his entire length all the way inside. But he didn't stop, nor did he slow down. In fact, he sped up, his breathing going ragged with exertion , "Yes..." He laughed as he railed her from below, "...oh, yes. Finally!"

As Lu came for the third time on his cock, screaming his name to the heavens, Buster couldn't help but grin wildly as she shook like she was coming apart. He kept mercilessly fucking her as hard as he could in this position. Unable to tear his eyes away from her as she clung to him for dear life, all while soaking him completely.

He'd finally buried himself all the way inside her, thrusting deep into her womb until he hammered away at the back wall of it and he couldn't get enough. Her cunt was so hot and wet and irresistible that he never wanted to leave it. He'd never felt anything so absolutely right.

But when she'd told him she wanted him to fuck her baby maker until his balls were dry, he completely lost his shit and railed her until his body arched. His muscles tightened, his hips pressed hard into her and finally he came. Hard. Moaning her name, he lifted a hand to grip her hip and keep her locked in place. Thick bursts of hot cum shot straight into her womb, blast after blast hitting the back wall until he'd filled her womb so full that it started overflowing.

He stayed like that for a few moments until he felt the last of his orgasm push into her, then slowly lowered the both of them back down to rest on the sand. Pushing himself up onto his elbows, Buster looked up at Lu, his chest heaving. He was panting with exertion, but looked both pleased and like he wanted to fuck her again. This was the way it should've been since the very beginning. But they were joined now, and they'd crossed the line so hard that it was practically obliterated. There was no going back now, not that he'd ever consider that. Once he'd caught his breath, he hungrily claimed her mouth again. He smiled sweetly at her, stroked her cheek...

Then flipped her back onto her back on the sand, crawled over her still parted thighs, wrapped his arms around them to keep them open, and shoved his face into her drenched pussy. His tongue hungrily lapped up every bit of their mixed cum that had overflowed. He sucked extensively at her clit before delving his tongue inside her to get more of their orgasm like a wild animal before finally pulling away to look Lu in the eyes, leaning over her.

"Mmm, just like I thought," He licked the slick from his lips, "We're delicious together."

As unexpected as it was that she'd kissed the taste of them from his mouth, Buster couldn't deny that it was a huge turn on. And that Lu had cum three times already and still wanted him inside her again? He knew he should've went for her in the first place! She was absolutely the one for him! Smiling down at her in her positively wrecked state, he stroked her hair gently and kissed her, before whispering hotly in her ear.

"I'm going to really enjoy ruining you for all the other boys."

With that, he rolled her onto her side and straddled her left leg, lifting her right leg and hooking the knee over his shoulder. He pressed his cock, fully erect again, to her soaking entrance and shoved himself back inside her, moaning in appreciation. Her walls were already sucking him back into her depths in welcome again and he started thrusting into her at a nice, steady pace.

He moaned at the feeling and rolled his hips into her, dragging his cock and his studs along her inner walls and popping his head into and out of her womb. Holding her right leg in one hand, he used his other to play with her clit. Rubbing, pinching, tugging at it gently.