Chapter 6
MICAH
“What’s a guy like you doing all alone in a hot tub on a Saturday night?”
The deep voice is like velvet, smooth and rich, making my balls tingle.
I twist around, and my eyes land on a hulking figure entering the small, steamy pool. He has a shaved head and a silver chain glinting against his massive chest. His body is all hard edges and muscle, and his cock is as thick as a soda can.
Sweet Jesus. My eyes must be bulging.
“I’m, uh, waiting for my friends,” I mumble, trying to keep my eyes on his face.
“Oh yeah?” The guy takes a seat next to me, the water sloshing around him. “So you’re not a lonely twink in need of some company?”
A smile creeps onto my face. Gotta respect a guy who knows what he wants and goes for it.
“I mean, they’re not here yet,” I say. “So technically, I am alone. But not lonely, no. Just waiting.”
“You mind if I wait with you, then?”
He leans closer, and I catch a whiff of his cologne. Something woodsy and spicy. It goes straight to my cock.
“Not at all.”
“Good.” He grins, showing perfect white teeth. “I’m Hawk.”
“Micah.”
“Nice to meet you, Micah.” His eyes travel down to where the water hits my chest. “So these friends of yours—are they running late, or did you show up early?”
“Got here a little early,” I say. An hour early, actually. I couldn’t sit in my dorm any longer with all that pent-up energy coursing through my veins.
“Hmm. That eager, huh?” Hawk shifts closer, his thigh brushing mine under the water. My dick twitches in response, but I try to keep a straight face.
“I have to behave, though,” I say, giving him an apologetic look.
He cocks a bushy eyebrow. “And why’s that? You don’t wanna have some fun?”
“I do, but…”
“But?”
“The guys. My friends, I mean. They’re straight. Like, straight-straight. I kinda set this up as a challenge for them. See how long they can hold out in a place like this. Yeah, I know, it sounds silly. But we’re always competing over dumb stuff, and I figured this would be fun.”
Hawk chuckles, and I can feel the vibration of it through the water. “That’s one of the most unorthodox reasons I’ve heard for bringing your buddies here, I’ll give you that. But they know what this place is, right? What kind of activities go on here?”
“Yeah. Of course. They can leave whenever they want.”
“And they know that you’re gay?”
My throat tightens. I give a quick shrug, eyes darting away.
He barks out a laugh. “Shit, man. You dragged them here without telling them?”
I rub the back of my neck. “They know I’ve been to Lumen before, so… I figure they’ve got an idea.”
Hawk fixes me with those piercing eyes, like he can see straight through me. It’s both unnerving and a little thrilling.
“That’s ballsy, man. Even for me. And as you can see, I’ve got quite the set of balls.”
My eyes automatically flicker down.
Yeah, he sure does.
Hawk smirks. “I get why you gotta be on your best behavior, then. Wouldn’t want you to get in trouble with the straight boys, huh?”
“Right.”
“Pity, though. Because I’m sure we could have some real fun together. You and me.”
Fuck, he knows exactly how to play me.
“Y-yeah,” I croak.
“This bad boy right here…” Hawk slides a hand between his thighs and gives his heavy cock a squeeze, a smirk curling at the corners of his mouth. “...has been dying for some attention.”
My jaw clenches. The water suddenly feels ten degrees warmer.
“But you can’t, right?” Hawk goes on. “Wouldn’t want those straights to catch you with a big dick in your mouth.”
“N-no,” I stammer. “That wouldn’t be a good look.”
“Too bad.” Hawk shrugs, the silver chain shifting on his chest as he lifts himself out of the pool. Water sluices off his muscles, the droplets glistening in the low light. “I would’ve loved to have your lips around my cock.”
The breath hitches in my throat. “Wait, Hawk, I…”
He pauses mid-step. His cock bobs in front of me, thick and meaty. “Yeah?”
“You’re leaving? I thought you were going to wait with me.”
“Yeah, but I’m scared if I hang around any longer, I’ll end up getting you in trouble. And I don’t want that. So I better get outta here before things get messy. For your sake, at least.”
I scramble for an excuse. Any reason for him to stay.
“They might not even show up, you know? Who knows?” I blurt out.
Hawk arches a brow. “Are you trying to convince me or yourself?”
I let out a nervous laugh.
“Look, Micah,” Hawk says, turning. “If your friends don’t show, you should find me later. I’ll still be here. I’m not going anywhere. We can have our—”
I lean forward, grab his cock, and close my mouth around it. Hawk lets out a surprised gasp.
I don’t even know what’s getting into me.
Okay, yes, I do. It’s his confidence. His brashness. The sheer size of his cock. How could I let this opportunity pass me by? I told myself that this time I’d be more assertive, that I’d go after what I want. And right now, that means getting a taste of Hawk.
“Micah...” Hawk warns.
I glance up and let his cock slide from my mouth, just enough to mumble, “What if we’re quick? Before they get here?”
His lips press together in a thin line, a muscle in his jaw flexing. He seems torn.
I lean in again, press my tongue to the thick vein along his shaft, and lick all the way up to the flared head. He lets out a deep groan that reverberates in my chest.
“Are you sure about this? I don’t wanna get you in trouble with your friends.”
“I’m sure,” I say between licks. “They’re not supposed to be here before nine anyway, and they always run late. They won’t know a thing.”
With a wicked grin, Hawk eases onto the edge of the hot tub, spreading his powerful thighs wide. He holds out his meaty cock like a goddamn offering, the swollen head an angry purple.
“You better be quick, then.”
I don’t waste a second. I lunge forward and swallow him deep, the hot water lapping at my shoulders. Hawk hisses through his teeth, buries his hand in my hair, and yanks me closer.
“Jesus Christ… You don’t mess around, do you?”
I hum a reply.
My heart races as I work him over. God, it feels good to be reckless. To take charge. I feel a rush of power as I suck and lick his enormous cock, knowing that I can have this guy on the brink of coming in no time.
And he tastes fucking incredible. As juicy and meaty as he looks. I feel like a starving man feasting on a perfect steak.
I bob up and down his shaft, slurping greedily. Slick mess runs down my chin, and I can’t even tell if it’s spit, water, or precum. Probably all three.
I take him so deep my nose brushes against the wiry black hair of his bush, and the musky scent of his groin fills my nostrils. It’s so masculine, so primal, so fucking raw. I could drown in it.
“What would your friends think, seeing you like this?” Hawk murmurs, his hand sliding through my curls.
“Your face stuffed full of cock. A stranger’s, no less.
Just the first one you came across. You couldn’t resist, could you?
You had to get it in your mouth. Had to feel it stretch your lips.
Make you drool all over yourself. Look at you.
You can barely handle it. It’s too much for that tight little mouth.
Your jaw’s aching, but you can’t stop, can you? You need it. You crave it.”
I moan in agreement, the sound muffled by his cock plunging deep into my throat.
He’s right. I can barely breathe, and the pressure is making my eyes water. But I’m so damn hungry for it, so desperate to please him. And every time I push past my limits, he rewards me with a deep groan.
“I wish we had more time, Micah. Wish I could show you what I can do with that tight ass of yours. I’d get you bouncing on my cock like a goddamn trampoline. I’d make you scream so loud your friends would hear it on the other side of the building.”
I shudder. God, he knows exactly how to rile me up.
The water splashes as Hawk starts thrusting into my mouth, taking control.
I surrender willingly, letting him use my throat as hard and fast as he wants.
It’s his for the taking. His big, hairy balls slap against my chin with every thrust, and the salty tang of precum floods my mouth.
I try to swallow it all, not letting a single drop of his milky juice escape, but there’s just too much.
It leaks from the corners of my mouth, trickling down my chin, spilling into the hot tub.
“Bet you love a good breeding, huh?” he pants while ramming his cock deep into my throat. “Getting that perky ass of yours pumped full of cum. Feeling it drip down your legs after. Fuck, the thought of you walking around like that, my hot load trickling out of you…”
I keep swallowing him down until my lungs are screaming for air. When I finally pull back, a string of spit and precum stretches from my lips to the swollen head of his cock. I suck in a shaky breath, chest heaving, the humid air burning my throat.
That’s when I notice the figures.
Four of them, standing just a few feet away. Towels wrapped around their waists.
Without my glasses, it takes a moment for their faces to come into focus.
But when they do, the blood drains from my face.
Oh, fuck.