Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 121990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 610(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 610(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
He kept his throat relaxed when Zane held on to his hair and rocked his hips at an increasing pace. It was as if his entire body had opened up, and he could sense where that hot, meaty rod could still reach. He imagined how full it would make him feel, longed to lose his breath around it, but Zane remained considerate of Roach’s comfort and his thrusts, while decisive, were never too hard, the hand in his hair more like a caress than a cuff to keep him still.
He loved every fucking moment, and when his dick twitched, leaking fluid into his pants, he finally relented and set himself free, whimpering softly around the wide shaft as the cool air made him shiver. Without thinking, he grabbed his tool and rubbed the pre-cum over the spongy head, imagining it was Zane’s tongue, that they were in bed, sixty-nining, and that they’d both drink each other’s cum. God how he’d love to straddle Zane’s handsome face.
Eat his ass.
Get fucked.
Drill his own dick into Zane.
Pin him down and pound him into the mattress.
Bend over and feel Zane’s dick sliding in.
He moaned over Zane’s cock deep in his throat as he came, his body shivering at the phantom touch in the fantasy life he didn’t yet live. He slid his hand between Zane’s legs, over his balls and between the buttocks, just for the sake of touching him there. He couldn’t remember a release this intense. So much more than a quick jerk to take the edge off, a full body experience in which he could lose himself, and awaken parts of himself that he’d long shut down.
The heat between Zane’s buttocks was indescribable, and Roach dove deeper, until the tip of his index finger breached the right muscles, entering Zane’s hole. Only a little bit, yet it triggered a sudden shudder.
Zane tightened his fist in Roach’s hair, and his legs trembled as he struggled for air. “I’m… I’m—”
Roach didn’t have to guess what this was about. Greedy, thirsty for the intense flavor, he slid his mouth off the cock, so just the tip remained in the tight ring of his lips, and then it came. Spurt after forceful spurt, spunk filled his mouth. He wished to hold on to it for a bit longer, but there was so much he feared he’d choke, and started swallowing as Zane’s body stiffened over his. The teeth digging into cherry red lips were the only thing keeping them from being discovered, because Roach could sense that were they safe, Zane would have screamed.
Roach was still gasping for air and in disbelief of what he’d done when he pulled away and sat back on his heels. “Good?” he rasped. His elation knew no bounds.
He was the one to make Zane flushed and breathless. He got a taste of this long haired hottie. He’d been chosen, and now he’d proven his worth.
Zane extended his hand to lean against the wall, still catching his breath as his thick tool shrank. He pushed his tousled mane back, sending a wave of sandalwood-scented air straight into Roach’s face.
That was when Roach’s gaze followed the splat of his own cum on the dirty floor and stiffened, seeing it slowly dry on Zane’s boots and jeans too. It made him want to mark Zane in so many other ways.
On shaky legs, with his dick still out, Roach got up and went straight for Zane’s lips. At least he’d gotten practice with women when it came to kisses, but that didn’t matter to him right now, because this moment was about him, not just giving Zane pleasure. He wanted to bite and devour those cherry lips and drink up their juices. He pried them open with his cum-stained tongue and pushed Zane against the wall as he held his jaw in place with greedy fingers.
The impact of both their bodies slamming against the wall pumped air out of Zane’s lips and into Roach’s, and sharing breath like this felt so erotic he grabbed Zane’s ass next, squeezing until a velvety-soft tongue stroked his.
Beyond the wall, Roach heard his dad’s loud laughter, followed by other familiar voices, but at this point there wasn’t an ounce of fear left in his body. He didn’t need to put up with all the bullying any longer if Zane saw something special in him. Maybe they could continue Zane’s journey together, never again fearing what might happen if someone in this little town found out what kind of man Roach was.
He whimpered softly when agile hands dove into his pockets, massaging his ass as they rolled together, unable to stop from touching.
Roach smiled, so elated his eyes stung under closed eyelids. This guy liked him. They could make something of this. He hadn’t kissed anyone in so long, and never a man, but now that he’d tasted this plump cherry, he knew he’d found his calling.