Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 119011 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119011 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
“Terrible. But also kind of hot. Your mouth is so damn soft too,” he said, but before Leo could have answered, he pushed his hips forward and entered Leo’s mouth, hitting the entrance to his throat.
Okay. They were getting serious now. Zolt’s fingers tightened in Leo’s hair, and as soon as Leo gagged a little, Zolt pulled out, but didn’t wait and shoved that thick tool right in, building up a steady rhythm that both unnerved and excited Leo. Like Leo’s first bike ride, when he’d just barely reached the speed limit and slowed down, over and over again.
Leo’s heart pounded, his hands were sweaty both on Zolt’s balls and around his cock, but he was eager to do as he promised. Get Zolt off. Swallow his cum. Be the reason this magnificent mountain of muscle drained his balls.
Zolt’s cock pulsed in his mouth as if it could burst any second, yet he kept sawing between Leo’s lips and fucking them steadily, as if he had everything under control.
Time stretched, but it was meaningless to Leo when he didn’t have to make any decisions. Zolt was the one who chose whether he’d fuck Leo’s mouth or have Leo work him with his lips, who praised Leo’s attempts and corrected him when something wasn’t working. By the time Zolt’s cock swelled up, so hard it felt like steel clad in flesh, Leo had spit rolling down his chin, and was so aroused he feared he might come in his pants.
Zolt placed both his hands on Leo’s head in a dominant gesture that made Leo feel undeserving of the gift he was about to receive. His muscular thighs shook on either side of Leo’s legs. “Swallow.”
Leo choked a little when the cum first splashed his palate, but then quickly made up for it, gulping down everything Zolt had for him. He looked up to witness the relief and ecstasy of orgasm passing over Zolt’s face. Mouth releasing a groan, tip of the tongue peeking out to touch the top lip, eyelids fluttering, he was masculine perfection, and Leo was there to drink his essence.
By the time Zolt composed himself, Leo was ready to open his own pants and give himself the relief he desperately needed, but when he touched the button at the front of his jeans, Zolt descended to his knees, still breathless as he pulled down the zipper and tore the denim off him.
Their eyes met, and for a second of suspended time, Leo felt as if he’d somehow become the center of Zolt’s universe. And he loved it. He fucking loved being seen this way.
There was no space left for thinking when Zolt’s mouth descended on Leo’s cock. He sucked it into the tight heat of his lips, and barely bobbed his head twice before it was over.
Leo came, curling his toes and pushing his fingers into Zolt’s hair. He was a panting mess with no idea what time it was, and no care about the socio-moral politics of what they’d done. He could still taste Zolt’s cum in his mouth, and the most handsome man in the world, a Minotaur in human form, was on his knees between Leo’s legs, lapping at his softening cock.
Before he could have produced a conscious thought, Zolt leaned in, and the meeting of their noses was only a prelude to the salty kiss that came right after. Leo’s emotions were a storm raging all over his body, and he rubbed his partner’s muscular back, inhaling his scent as they drank lust from each other’s lips.
Zolt pulled away with a small smile. “That’s what I call a good ending to my night.”
Leo bit his lip and gave Zolt one more kiss. So soon after orgasm, it expressed contentment rather than the insatiable passion he’d experienced during their first, but it still gave Leo a thrill.
“Just good?” he teased, smiling like a schoolboy after his first touchdown, even though Zolt was already backing off.
“Great. And a perfect start to a new day too. It’s late,” Zolt said and approached the sofa, opening an inner compartment that hid away spare bedding.
Post-orgasmic tiredness was settling over Leo fast, but he still took the bedding out of Zolt’s hands and assured him he’d set everything up himself.
One more kiss, and Zolt was off to the bedroom while Leo undressed and snuggled into the dusty but clean sheets. He had no doubt he’d be dreaming of Zolt’s cock shooting spunk into his mouth.
Chapter 9 - Zolt
Zolt felt lazy after the shower. And since the pawn shop wasn’t opening that day, he rolled straight into the sheets, his hair and beard still damp and carrying the herby scent of his toiletries. This was his one day off in the week, and he’d enjoy it to the fullest. With the bedside lamp already on, he picked up his notebook and updated it with yesterday's conquest of Leo's lips, comfortably spread-out on the mattress while the remaining moisture evaporated off his skin. He liked to keep a record of what worked on which guy and what didn't while the memories were freshest.