The Peach-Pounding Peters of Peterson Hall, #2 [Wattpad Edition]

Chapter 8: The Kinky Crowning of King Aaron

Shivering out in the cold, I hopped inside Buff's luxury sports car, not at all surprised that he had one. It was bright red with black leather seats, and as soon as he revved the engine, the passenger seat quietly vibrated and warmed me up for extra comfort.

Buff drove out of Peterson Hall's parking lot and went down the narrow road where a few apartment complexes and plenty of historical houses were located. "You're going to see where I live, which is a few hours away. It's up by Lake Superior."

"Oh, okay. That's cool." I hadn't known he lived that far, but it made sense why he'd stay in a dorm room. It was about a similar distance to my parents' house, except he was north of Port Pelle and I was south in the Detroit area.

"It's more than just cool. In fact, you should consider yourself special to earn this rare privilege."

Gah, shit, I didn't want to blush like an idiot, and I tightened my face to control it. Never in my life had a guy ever treated me like a king, and it continued to feel awesome. "Thanks, Buff," I muttered.

"Actually, you should thank yourself for your existence that happened to attract me so much." He gave my shoulder a nice squeeze. "I like that I can make you blush like a softie, yet you're still so virile with the ability to be a true god with enough power to dominate me."

I chuckled and enjoyed his shoulder massage. "So, that's the surprise, huh? Letting me see your place?"

"Well, no, but the surprise is definitely in there. You're going to see just how special you really are once I show it to you. Just you wait."

At this point, I couldn't begin to guess what it was, but I wasn't the ungrateful type, so I was sure I'd like whatever it was.

Buff lowered his hand to my jeaned bulge and gently squeezed it. "Gonna give me your hot load soon?"

The way his fingers pressed and rubbed it made me fully erect in no time, making me wonder if I'd be open to us parking somewhere private for a quick blowjob. I still wouldn't mind sucking him off, but I knew he didn't want me to. The only things he'd want my mouth to taste were his lips and his ass. I definitely had to try the latter because I loved rimming and looked forward to it.

It was funny how my reasons for being a total top in every sense of the word had nothing to do with social politics. Whereas Buff believed total tops were real men, I just didn't feel right about having a dick up my ass. I knew there were plenty of power bottoms out there, but the idea of getting fucked kind of made me uncomfortable. I wasn't sure why. Had it not been for that quirk, I would've lost my anal virginity by now. I might've even gotten rimmed, too, and it was still something I occasionally wondered about, if just to look at it as a tongue massage. Then again, I wouldn't have attracted Buff like I did now.

We talked the rest of the way there. When he pulled into his driveway, I was immediately amazed by the big, white manor he lived in, which looked brighter without any contrast to the thick blankets of snow. The yard was huge without being too far away from neighbors, but we were out in the countryside where such yards and even fields were common. After seeing the other manors nearby, never had I imagined that an area like this could be wealthy, since rural areas generally weren't this upscale. Maybe I just needed to get out more.

I stepped out of the car and shivered from the strong chill, then followed Buff from the driveway to the front door. When he opened it, the warmth from the heater felt great. I was also surprised to see Lincoln there, who was watching a football game on TV. I'd forgotten that he and Buff were stepbrothers since they rarely mentioned it. Maybe it would've been different if they'd gotten along.

Lincoln was holding a big, brown teddy bear, but as soon as he saw me, he shoved it aside as if embarrassed, suddenly looking tense.

Buff rolled his eyes at him but didn't say a word. "Come on, Aaron, let's go up to my room. Nothing important here. Our parents are out of town as usual, so we have the place to ourselves besides that weirdo over there." It was funny how he treated me with a lot more respect than anyone else.