Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 145088 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 725(@200wpm)___ 580(@250wpm)___ 484(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145088 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 725(@200wpm)___ 580(@250wpm)___ 484(@300wpm)
Dex’s throat vibrated with a happy purr, sending Hammer to the edge of orgasm. He hadn’t expected to get that aroused when sucking Dex, but here he was, asking to be finished off, because he’d enjoyed himself enough before.
While he liked to call Dex boy or kid, when he looked down, he had to admit that Dex was most definitely a man, even if young. His shoulders had a good amount of lean muscle under ink, and were much wider than his hips. They moved so deliciously when he put his whole body into the motion of sucking dick.
“Do you want to swallow?” Hammer asked, breathless as the hot, wet mouth slowed over his dick, making him frantic. He was too aroused to delay his own orgasm now that Dex had finished.
Dex looked up, mouth full of dick, and nodded as much as he was able to while speared onto a thick piece of meat. He grabbed Hammer’s hand and guided it to his own head, never breaking eye contact.
It communicated what he wanted without words.
Use me.
A low grunt escaped Hammer’s lips as he took hold of Dex’s ears and pulled him up the thick shaft, only to drag him back down. The open throat twitched around his sensitive flesh, and he could no longer stay still. His hips followed the primal motion of pleasure as his mind shut down, remaining focused on the cute face taking his merciless thrusts. Tears trailed down Dex’s face as he choked, but his gaze became more intense, as if he were challenging Hammer to give him more cum than he could handle.
Spunk ripped out of Hammer with such force he raised his hips off the bed, keeping Dex’s face embedded in his pubes, even if it meant the kid wouldn’t get to taste any of it.
“That’s it, swallow it,” he rasped, holding Dex’s head in place as he shuddered and choked, yet remained unwilling to pull away. Dex hunger for cock, the fact that he wasn’t just doing this for Hammer’s sake, but that he got off on it, was so damn hot. It wasn’t a rule, but Hammer’s women had often suggested in one way or another that sucking him off was a favor, something he should be grateful for, and while he sure as fuck adored Dex offering his tight throat, he wanted to feel desired. And Dex made his lust for Hammer’s cock abundantly clear in the way he refused to waste a drop of his cum.
“You’re such a horny slut,” Hammer uttered as fatigue claimed his body. But Dex’s mouth felt so good on him he kept his hand on his fluffy head, letting Dex decide when the right time to move was.
Now he wanted to know how sixty-nining a man felt.
Dex’s lips were so plump, flushed, and slick with saliva when he lifted himself. “How can I not be when your dick is just so perfect?” He gave Hammer’s cock a kiss, staring at it lovingly, but then proceeded to climb back up Hammer’s form.
This time, he slumped on top of him with all of his weight. It was substantial enough to alarm Hammer, since in his experience, the presence of a male body so close indicated danger, but he soon relaxed, enjoying its warmth.
Dex posed no threat to him.
“Oh, someone’s getting bold.”
Dex snorted and kissed Hammer on the lips, sliding one arm under him, while stroking Hammer’s side with the injured one, which fortunately wasn’t in too terrible of a shape. “You don’t try, you don’t get. Have I mentioned yet that you’re the best fuck I’ve ever had?”
Had he? Hammer had no idea anymore, but he'd believe anything after the risk Dex had taken to save him.
“I’m all up for trying things,” Hammer said and rubbed the back of his hand down Dex’s cheek. He was so used to having his guard up around other men that he was still getting used to small gestures like this.
At Cora’s, Dex hadn’t been nearly so touchy-feely either, which suggested he might have been cautious not to spook Hammer at the time. After all, just days ago, Hammer hadn’t even felt ready to jerk him off. Now, feeling Dex press his soft dick against him wasn’t at all unpleasant.
“You make me feel so alive,” Dex murmured against Hammer’s neck, as he stroked Hammer’s hip, then thigh, before trailing his fingers back up. “Like everyone else was a shadow, and you’re the real thing.”
Hammer’s mouth dried, and he leaned in to kiss the salty lips. He might have come straight down Dex’s throat, but the flavor of his essence lingered, now reminding Hammer of the blowjob he’d given less than five minutes ago. His head spun, and he put his arms around the boy, smelling his jasmine-scented flesh.
How was it that they were so different yet so similar at the same time?