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)
“Delete this fucking app!”
“Huh?” Dex’s lips parted in surprise. “B… but there’s… I have lots of… photos on there.” As if to agitate the situation, the app made two more notification sounds.
Hammer pulled out of Dex and spun him around, looking much scarier than he had moments ago, in throes of passion. “Photos? What kind of photos?”
Dex licked his lips. “You know. Of guys. It’s not like we’re doing anything.”
“Lots of dicks in porn for you to look at when you’re bored of mine,” Hammer said, and as his top lip lifted like a wolf’s, Dex shivered, ready for teeth on his throat.
Dex ran his hand up Hammer’s chest. “Are you jealous?” he teased. He couldn’t help but be flattered by it. “I need a lot of stimulation, you know?” Though right now his ass was a bit overstimulated.
Hammer put both hands on Dex’s waist while standing so close he became the only thing Dex could focus on. Seconds passed without Hammer opening his mouth, but he eventually nodded. “I decide who I share my meat with. Is that clear?”
A shiver resonated in Dex’s chest. He’d never stopped looking around for fresh dick. With past boyfriends, the relationships never lasted long enough, and most didn’t even assume monogamy. But there was a thrill to knowing Hammer wanted some form of exclusivity, and it made Dex as gooey inside as he felt when filled with Hammer’s cum.
“Okay. I’ll stop looking. But you need to fuck me real good and often.” He could see himself forgetting that other men existed as long as Hammer gave him enough attention.
Hammer exhaled, pressing his warm forehead to Dex’s. “Oh, you can bet on that. But I’ll get the app myself, so I can choose who I want to share you with.” Was there a question at the end?
Dex stroked Hammer’s neck, all the way to his jaw. Something had changed when they kissed, but he couldn’t pinpoint what, other than Hammer seeming more relaxed about tender touch in nonsexual situations.
“It was really hot at the orgy. When I didn’t know who was fucking me but you did. But most of all, I just wanna gorge myself on you.” He needed Hammer to know that he wasn’t desperate for a constant supply of new dicks. Hammer was enough. Any extra fun would be an add-on.
Hammer smirked, and his dimples deepened into little bowls of joy as he stroked Dex’s face with his thumb. “I know. But the orgy was definitely fun. I liked seeing you so desired, and used like a slut. But you’re my slut, and I don’t want you to hunt for dick behind my back. Is that clear?”
Dex arched up for a kiss, still elated that he could get one. Kissing was always a sticking point with I’m-straight guys. A barrier some of them thought separated them from the gays. Dex sometimes avoided it himself, because it felt intimate, but with Hammer, he wanted all the closeness. He loved sleeping with him in one bed, loved sucking his dick, and loved kissing him.
“Yes. I’m your slut.”
Hammer blinked, and his shoulders relaxed, as if he’d been waiting for that answer. “Well, good,” he said, smiling even wider now. “Good boy. I think we might as well take a shower while we’re here, don’t you think?”
Dex laughed looking down at their half-dressed bodies. “As much as I love being full of your cum, it’s a good idea before the long ride ahead.”
He gave Hammer one more peck on the lips, giddy beyond reason, and struggled to take off his vest and T-shirt with the injured arm aching as hell. He’d need more pills soon. In the end, Hammer helped him take it off and went quiet as he touched the bruises left by the unfortunate fall. The crease between his brows got ever deeper as Dex flinched under the touch.
“You really jumped out of a moving car?”
Dex snorted. “Yeah, it was a whole thing. I smashed the window with a hammer because Frank locked the door. It’s my car, but Frank was pissed off.”
Hammer once again stroked the side of Dex’s face, exhaling. “Thank you for saving my life. That was some real quick thinking, and a lot of risk. I won’t forget that.”
Dex’s mouth split into a wide smile. He’d done good and had been rewarded with an excellent fuck. He couldn’t have been happier. “I couldn’t bear it if something happened to you. I knew you had those photos at Cora’s, and… I couldn’t lose you. It’s not just that this is the best sex of my life. You just get me. I can tell you things I never told anyone.”
Hammer nodded, avoiding Dex’s gaze despite a smile ghosting across his lips. “I think we both do that for one another.”
One more kiss. For good measure.