Fucking On New Years Eve

I had managed to sneak Riley into my room for a quiet fuck with one hand around his cock and the other around his mouth.
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Riley kept biting his lip when no one else was looking and it was driving me fucking insane. He would wink at me through the strands of blonde hair that fell across his eyes as he did it, and he had found every opportunity to scratch that place just above his belly button so that his sweater raised up to reveal his slim, hairless stomach.
I wanted to pull down his jeans and fuck him over the dinner table, but my parents would not approve. My aunt and uncle would be horrified. My grandmother would likely die of shock. And my little sister and three cousins would be scarred for life.
So I couldn’t just fuck my boyfriend in the middle of the New Year’s Eve party, even if he clearly wanted me to.
We smiled at my dad’s bad jokes, listened to grandma’s stories, and I even talked to my mom about college plans. Riley and I had both taken a year off after high school, but we were already looking at apartments near the university.
My mom thought we were being very responsible and would have a great opportunity to explore the city in the summer before classes start. But I knew the truth was we were going to spend every possible moment naked and fucking on every surface we could find.
We were perfect together. It had been love at first sight, right after the anonymous blowjob he gave me through the hole in the bathroom stall.
I was always horny. He was always horny. I liked to fuck. He liked to be fucked.
The first time I came inside him we were in the backseat of my dad’s hatchback,...