23. Diesel
23
DIESEL
A slight breeze passed, causing Diesel’s body to shiver. He was both cold and hot. His nose and chest were cool, and so were his forearms, yet his back and ass were warm, and so were the back of his thighs.
What the?
Then he felt it. Thick and firm, pressed right up against his ass.
His eyes shot open when he realized what was happening.
Firm muscular arms tightened their grip around his waist.
“Where do you think you’re going, sweet cheeks?” the last voice he ever expected to hear whispered into his ear.
Body stiff, he lay there for a moment, trying really hard to remember the last six to ten hours. Even four.
Did he? Did they? What was he…?
Shifting behind him, he felt the man’s manhood press up against his butt, inching ever so closely to that well-protected hole of his.
Well protected? He could hear his inner voice laughing its ass off. That thing has seen more dick than a two-dollar whore on New Year’s Eve.
Shut up. Was it his fault that guys liked a well-hung dude, covered in tattoos, with a bad-boy attitude?
Diesel turned his head slightly, looking over his shoulder at the man currently holding him at dick point .
“I was trying to get away from you and your heavenly morning breath.” That was a lie, but Diesel didn’t know what else to say. In actuality, Zero smelled pretty good for first thing in the morning.
He felt Zero’s body shake as the man let out a chuckle.
“If anyone’s got morning breath, it’s probably you. I can basically smell the cock breath from all the way over here.”
Now it was Diesel’s turn to chuckle. Memories of last night came flooding back. Slobbering on Zero’s dick, sucking it nice and deep until finally swallowing down his delicious, glorious load. Fuck, the man tasted good.
Glancing down toward his ass, he didn’t feel hopeful when he noticed that his shorts were down around his thighs.
“We didn’t… did we?” Diesel asked.
“No. No, we didn’t. You wanted to cuddle before bed, and when I wrapped my arms around your body, you insisted that your shorts were too itchy and tugged them down around your thighs. Who was I to argue with a man who insisted on playing hide my salami with his butt cheeks?”
“So, you did fuck me last night?” Diesel asked, face still turned toward him.
“Trust me. If I had my dick in your ass last night, you would definitely be feeling it this morning.”
“Cocky much?”
“When you’re aggressive like me in bed, and you’re working with the size I’ve got, you tend to leave a stinging impression.”
Diesel’s cock plumped up. The thought of Zero pinning him down as he went all caveman on his ass had his dick very interested.
Resting his head back against Zero’s body, he lay there in the morning light, wondering what the fuck he was doing. His body was telling him that it was very much interested in the hunky man behind him, but his mind and heart were telling him that he was swimming in dangerous waters. That he should walk away before anyone got close, and he eventually got hurt. After all, they all leave in the end.
Tightening his grip around Diesel’s body, Zero’s breath tickled the back of his ear.
“I’m sorry that I teased you the night we first met.” Diesel’s body stiffened. “I thought you were just another douchebag trying to take advantage of vulnerable guys.”
Well, he did use the older guy to buy him drinks all night, but he was going to repay him with a load down his throat.
Guilt tugged at Diesel’s chest. “Yeah, I guess I should apologize for leaving you with blue balls that night as well.”
“They’re not blue anymore.” Zero chuckled.
“No. Now they’re just empty and sad,” Diesel added.
“I know one way you could make them happy again.”
Fighting against his grip, Diesel turned himself around until he was chest-to-chest with Zero.
“Really? And what way is that?” he asked, sliding his hand in between them and grabbing hold of Zero’s hard cock.
Heat exploded in Zero’s eyes. “Well, that’s a pretty good start.”
Eyes locked together, Diesel began jerking Zero’s cock while the man held him close against his chest. The closeness, the intimacy, was like nothing Diesel had ever felt before.
Normally, when he fucked, he preferred not to make eye contact or hold each other so close. Eye contact meant intimacy, holding each other meant comfort. When he was banging a one-night stand, he wanted neither of the two. Yet somehow, lying outside the burnt-out campfire on what appeared to be a ratty old blanket— seriously, where the fuck did this thing come from? —being so close and intimate with Zero felt kind of… perfect. It felt right.
Picking up speed, he welcomed Zero’s hand when it reached between them and began jerking his cock as well.
Fuck. Feeling the man’s dick throb in his hand, with his warm breath gently brushing his lips, he wanted nothing more than to lean forward and close the gap.
Kissing? Kissing was something that he never did with anyone. Kissing was definitely a line he never wanted to cross. Even with clients at La Maison , he always explained that was one thing he would not do. It was just too… intimate. Too personal.
Yet for some reason… he…
Focusing on the warm chestnut eyes staring back at him, he felt his balls tighten and his cock stiffen.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come.” Diesel gasped, jerking forward and nestling his head in the crook of Zero’s neck as he shot his load all over their bellies.
“Shit, so am…” Zero gave a loud grunt seconds before wet warmness shot against Diesel’s stomach and chest as well.
Zero spasmed, firing off shots like he was putting out a fire.
Talk about having your bodies painted!
“Shit,” Zero muttered.
Diesel raised his head to see what the matter was.
“I shot jizz in Bruno’s eye. The creepy dude’s gonna hate me now.”
Diesel looked down at the demon who’d been looking out for him since he was eighteen. The poor guy had creamy white cum splattered up against his left eye and sliding down into his mouth.
He wasn’t sure how he felt, sharing his man’s horny juice with the creature living on his chest. Was he really ready for a three-way?
Chuckling, he slid his finger across his chest and wiped up the remnants of Zero’s warm man seed. Staring into Zero’s questioning eyes, he lifted his finger to his lips and licked the cum right off his finger.
Yup, Zero’s cum tasted like sweetness with a touch of horny man-beast.
“God, that’s sexy,” Zero breathed out, eyes dilating as he licked his lower lip.
Ya, the man was hooked.