Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 103637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Arden whimpered, gasping for breath, his spread legs and heaving chest now made the most obscene picture. He watched Mike from under lowered eyelids, so sexy and vulnerable at the same time.
Arden was perfect in all his dualities, and Mike wanted to have him. Have him. Have him.
He opened his pants and spat a slick mixture of spit and semen into his hand before rubbing it over his shaft, which at this point reacted to even the most delicate touch.
“You make me so damn horny,” he rasped, staring at Arden down the tunnel of his vision as he grabbed the boy’s ankles and rested them both on his left shoulder.
Tension furrowed the pale eyebrows when their eyes met. “I—I told you, not my ass,” he whispered in a tense voice as his legs trembled.
Mike gave a low exhale and spat into his hand again, shoving it between Arden’s squeezed thighs, above the stockings. “No, baby. Here. That okay?” he asked, just to make sure.
Arden’s pupils widened, as if he’d snorted coke. “Yes! Do me like that.”
That was some enthusiastic consent right there, and Arden’s eagerness made Mike smile. “You’re such a dirty boy. Wearing stockings to lure me in,” he said in a low voice but didn’t wait any longer and pushed his dick into the tight cavity formed by Arden’s thighs. The painted toes curled inside black stockings, and Mike pulled them closer, rubbing his face against Arden’s dainty feet, which smelled of talcum powder and leather.
His head spun as he thrust into the fake hole again, but he had to smile when he sought Arden’s gaze, only to find it plastered to the thick cockhead pushing its way through flesh over and over.
“I’m gonna leave friction burns, but don’t worry. I’ll soothe them with my spunk.”
Arden threw his arms over his head, and showed off his chest, arching it up as he watched Mike perform, all spent and beautiful. “Do it. I want to feel it. Want all those juices on me. I won’t shower until tomorrow.”
Damn it.
Mike bit Arden’s heel to stifle the wild grunts pushing at his lips, but the next push he made between the lovely thighs propelled his cum so far it splashed even Arden’s neck and chin. He squeezed the long legs together and thrust so fast his stomach muscles ached, riding his orgasm until seed glistened all over Arden’s chest, beads of cum on the sheer black bra.
“Ohh, baby,” he whispered, empty-headed by the time he let go of Arden’s legs and dropped next to him, spent as if pieces of his brain left his body along with love juice.
Arden gave him a mischievous smile as he gathered some of the cum on his fingers and licked it off. “That was so hot. I’ve got cum all over my skirt. Gonna be a walk of shame tomorrow.” With his other hand, he rubbed some of the spunk into his bra, and it was so arousing Mike’s empty balls ached with the need to produce more, just so he could give it to Arden to play with.
For now though, he leaned in and licked his own cum off Arden’s chin. It didn’t taste unpleasant either, and while he’d have never done this when in bed with a woman, he rather liked the fact that Arden was as aroused by this as him. So he kissed him again, pulling Arden’s leg over his hip. “You could borrow something of Mona’s. Or I could get you fresh clothes.”
Arden leaned into the hug with a lazy smile. “Gentleman. But we really did the whole boyfriend thing ass-backward, didn’t we? At least you won’t have to introduce me to your family.”
Mike grinned, perfectly relaxed now that he had Arden in his arms, safe and satisfied. “So… would you really want to skip condoms, or was that just dirty talk?”
“Oh. I… I want to. Turns me on. But I hate hospitals?” Arden groaned.
Mike rolled his eyes. “I’ll hold your hand, but if you wanna skip them, we’ll both get tested. And then… we’ll be ready and see what happens,” he said, pressing a kiss to Arden’s forehead.
“I’m so happy,” Arden said, but was already closing his eyes as he yawned.
Mike didn’t even bother to cover them with anything, since it was so warm. He kissed Arden’s cheek and hugged him, resting his head on the pillow.
So was he.
Chapter 15 – Arden
Arden rolled over on the mat to get a look up Mike’s legs. Private self-defence practice was so much more fun than group classes.
He ran his fingers up Mike’s calf. “Oh no, I lost… What’s my punishment?”
Mike’s brows rose, but he shook his head, smiling as he tied back his unruly hair. “If you want your fantasy to happen, you need to draw a comic about it,” he said and tapped the middle of Arden’s chest with his bare foot.