Page 151 of Secrets and Lies
Mr. X: do you understand?
West: yes
Mr. X: see you soon
More excitement curls in my stomach as I exit my texts and open the app so I can get to West’s room without being seen. While it’s loading my route, I tuck a packet of lube, a plain black mask, and my hand restraints in my hoodie pocket.
With everything set and my route ready for me, I go into my closet and pop open the hidden door panel so I can slip into the corridor behind it.
I got my hat trick, plus an extra goal for fun, and now it’s time to claim my reward.
Just like every other night I’ve used the passages, I make it to West’s room with no issues. I take a moment to slip on my mask and pull up my hood, then I slowly push open his closet door.
His room is dark, and the moonlight filtering through his window is just bright enough that I can see the shadowy outlines of his furniture and move around without having to turn on a light.
Moving as silently as possible, I close the door behind me, then carefully make my way across his room and over to his bed.
West told me he’s a deep sleeper once he finally falls asleep, but I don’t want to risk waking him before my plan is fully in motion.
Keeping my attention fixed on the lump in West’s bed, I watch for any signs that he’s aware of me or waking up as I creep closer.
He’s lying on his side with one arm tucked up under his pillow and the other curled up against his chest. The sheets are pooled around his hips, showing me he listened to his instructions.
His back is rising in rhythmic waves, and he doesn’t stir when a board creaks under my foot.
He’s deep asleep.
Perfect.
Keeping quiet, I go around to the far side of his bed so his back is to me, then put my phone on his bedside table and slip out of my shoes.
He’s still when I pull the blankets back, and his breathing stays steady as I carefully lower myself into his bed.
I take my time as I shift closer to him, moving an inch at a time until I’m right behind him. I stop when there’s about six inches of space between us and push the covers down so they’re draped over our thighs.
West lets out a soft sigh and snuggles into his pillow. I wait until he’s settled, then carefully push the front of my sweats down. It only takes a few strokes to get fully hard, and I’m just tearing the condom packet open when West makes a soft sound and wiggles in his sleep. I freeze and hold my breath. He wiggles again and mutters something I can’t make out, then lets out another soft sigh as he settles again.
I wait about thirty seconds, idly stroking my dick as I listen to his breathing to gauge when he’s fully asleep again.
He doesn’t stir when I tear open the lube packet and slick myself up.
Now that I’m ready, I gently pull the back of West’s sleep pants down. This would be easier if at least one of us was naked, but being clothed makes the fantasy seem more real.
When his pants are sitting around his thighs, I gently cup his full ass cheek.
He bumps his ass back against my hand, and I bite back a chuckle when he shifts so he’s more on his stomach and raises his top leg the slightest bit to give me better access.
I glide my hand over the smooth skin of his ass to get him used to my touch, and to test if he’s awake because he’s horribly ticklish and always bursts into a giggle fit when I do this.
His breathing doesn’t even hitch.
Being as careful as possible, I gently spread him open with one hand and shift closer. Once my dick is lined up and brushing his hole, I grip my base and slowly push against him.
“Unggggghhhh,” he moans as I dip inside him, and his moan quickly turns into a garbled groan as I sink about an inch into him.
He jerks awake with a soft cry, and his body locks up tight as he freezes under me.
I use his shock to roll us over so I’m lying over his back and pinning him to the bed with my body.
