CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
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NOTHING PREPARED ADAM for the exuberant force of Raj. He didn’t just extract Adam’s cock, but yanked his pants down to his ankles. As Raj scooted across the dirty floor on his knees, he drew his palms up the back of Adam’s calves and his thighs.
The sight of a man, grinning ear to ear, staring him eye-to-cock while crawling for it was everything Adam could have wanted. “Good,” he whispered, struggling to get his footing.
Raj took his time. His hands made their way up to palm Adam’s tight ass. Then the fingers clenched into his rather flat buttocks, and Raj hugged Adam from the waist down. The sensation of Raj’s nose pressing on the skin and hair just beside Adam’s cock sent him reeling.
He reached out to take Raj by the head and guide him to where he belonged when Raj turned and kissed his shaft’s base.
It was little more than a dry peck, but the twenty-something months of no one but him rubbing his pole yanked out a moan.
Raj traveled higher, adding a hint of tongue with each kiss.
He traversed Adam’s throbbing vein and was just about to reach the head when he stopped.
Deep, brown eyes peered up at him from below his glasses.
There was already a smudge on the lenses.
Adam reached down and took a hold of the glasses.
Raj blinked as he pulled them off. Folding up the ear pieces, a strange calm replaced Adam’s fire.
“I don’t want you to break them,” he said.
As Raj tried to focus, Adam hung the glasses on the chicken wire, then he ran his palm across Raj’s forehead and down his cheek.
“Now.” Adam’s thumb caught on Raj’s bottom lip, tugging it out as he curled under his chin. “Impress me.”
No statues, no mountains, and no rosy sunsets could hold a candle to the sight of a man opening his mouth and taking in the most precious part of his body.
The way Raj’s eyes closed tightly, but still smiled.
How he extended his tongue in anticipation.
The sigh of excitement wafting hot air against his shivering cock.
Adam wanted that second to last forever.
But he also really wanted to be inside of Raj.
Refusing to take his time, Raj parted his thick lips and glided them over the crown of Adam’s cock. “Fuuu…” Adam moaned, quivering down to his balls. His fingers found their way into Raj’s hair, winding the luscious ebony strands between them.
Raj scooted closer, his mouth drifting down the pliant skin of the shaft while his hands circled up and down Adam’s ass.
Every time he started to pull the buttocks apart, Adam tensed, but there would be no prying thumb trying to grease him up.
All Raj cared about was gorging himself to the point of bursting.
“Damn,” Adam stuttered. Raj tightened his biceps, yanking Adam into him. His cock thrust right down Raj’s throat. The head pulsed inside, knocking into Raj’s palate. A moan dripped around the tight seal of Adam’s cock. Fearing he might smother the man, Adam started to take a step back.
Raj’s biceps locked around him. He splayed his palms at the base of Adam’s spine and refused to let him go.
Using just his head and tongue, Raj sucked him up and down with a ferocity that pushed Adam right to the edge.
If he keeps this up, I’m coming on that tongue and down his throat, not on his virile forest.
Adam’s fingers tightened on Raj’s hair, trying to stop him from swallowing him whole.
But the man didn’t seem to care. Or maybe he liked a little hair pulling.
The moans of ecstasy increased, along with the slippery tongue winding up and down him like a barber pole.
His domination cred was plummeting fast. He needed to take control, he needed…
Every enthusiastic suck caused Raj’s round, muscular ass to tighten and release.
Fuck, I want that.
He said he likes it.
I like it.
Maybe he wants it too?
“Stop.” Adam tried for a forceful command, but he couldn’t hide the wobbling plea in his voice. Raj broke off just as the countdown was hitting one. Using a combo of squeezing and thinking of frozen naked buffalo, Adam managed to calm himself back.
The man on his hands and knees, damn near prostrated before him, gazed up. “What’s wrong?”
“You did…good,” Adam managed to cough out. “But what I want…” He cupped Raj’s chin and tipped the man’s head back to look him in the eye. “…is to fuck your ass.”
“Yes,” Raj cried out. He reached for his pants, but stopped and looked at Adam. “What about…?”
Like he’d planned it all along, Adam nudged the grease can out of his pocket on the ground. “It’s digestible,” he said with a laugh while bent over.
Raj took his cheek and gave him a sloppy kiss, his tongue tasting of Adam. A bit too enthusiastically, Raj scooped Crisco onto his fingers, then realized he had to undo his pants. As he struggled to figure it out with slippery hands, Adam unearthed his lucky condom.
It even said so on the package.
There was also the fact that it made his cock glow in the dark.
A bit much, maybe, but fun. As he rolled it down, he watched Raj brace himself with one hand on the chicken wire and the other rimming himself.
While he circled his anus with the lube, his eyes closed.
Hard, quick pants shook his chest. There was no grimacing, no flinching for what was to come.
Raj was ecstatic, especially as he thrust his lubed finger in and out.
“Let me help.” Adam stepped up to him. His latex-coated cock bounded between Raj’s buttocks. Digging out enough Crisco to make a pie, Adam bent over and kissed Raj’s naked back. He brushed against the puckered skin. Raj groaned at the touch, so he thrust inside.
“Yes!” Raj exclaimed.
“Do you have any idea how hot you are?”
When Raj glanced over his shoulder, his cheeks warm from the compliment, Adam kissed him. “It makes me want to fuck you until you’re bedridden for a week.”
“Don’t tease a man with a good time,” Raj said.
Adam hooked onto Raj’s hips, pulling that blazing hot ass flush to him.
He formed a triangle around Raj’s cock, only letting the tips of his pinkies glance against the throbbing flesh.
“You should learn…” Adam clenched one hand around Raj’s cock, then he guided his cock to the slick pucker. “I never tease.”
He braced himself for a long, slow process. Taking him inch by inch sounded like paradise, but as he jerked up and down on Raj’s cock, the man shoved his ass back and nearly sat on Adam’s lap.
“Holy shit!” Adam shouted. Raj’s ass sucked him in faster than his mouth had. Adam tried to back off, fearing he hurt him, but Raj moaned, then jerked back on his own.
“Harder.”
“Are you sure? You’re so tight.”
“Yes, damn it! You promised.”
That’d been a joke, but…fuck. Adam curved his palm up Raj’s ass. Those two tan moons cradled his cock until his balls glanced against Raj’s. It lit the fire Adam had been fearing for too long. Hunger took control.
Adam grabbed both of Raj’s hands and, locking his fingers with Raj’s, dug them into the chicken wire.
Breathing against Raj’s neck, Adam started to thrust. He wasn’t slow, he wasn’t soft, and he sure as hell wasn’t kind.
The pressure clamped onto his cock tighter than anything he’d felt before, but he refused to give in.
Not caring about the heat scorching up his chest and down his legs, all Adam focused on was Raj.
Every whimper, every gasp, and plea for more, how he tossed his hair to the side, and tried to glance back.
Adam could only catch an eye before he noticed how red and hot Raj’s skin was turning.
Sweat beaded up across his shoulders and slipped down his spine.
Needing to taste him, Adam worked his way closer while still fucking Raj. He was nearly balls deep with every thrust, but it wasn’t enough for the man. “Mmm,” Adam moaned, nipping along Raj’s shoulder.
He released his hold on Raj, who kept his grip where it was. Adam had to ruffle through Raj’s sweaty chest hair to trace that treasure trail and cling to his hip. As he pulled it back, he reached for Raj’s cock.
The second he wrapped his palm around it, Raj bucked into his hand. Rather than match Adam’s measured strokes, he worked in tangent, thrusting himself off as far as he could, then just as hard onto him. Adam kept trying to follow, but with each jerk, his hands would slip off of Raj’s cock.
“This…this is…whoa!” Raj’s feet slipped, his body nearly falling to the ground.
Adam caught him around his chest, and they both looked up to find the chicken wire fence had dented and nearly torn off its nails.
If they’d kept going, they’d have ripped it off the wall and fallen naked into a mess of razor wire.
As Adam steadied the both of them back to their feet, he slipped out of Raj’s ass. The cold had never been so cruel. Raj dashed for his glasses, which had also been on a crash course. He slipped them on and took a breath.
“Well, so much for that plan,” Adam said, panting.
They were two men facing the worst case of blue balls.
By the time they dressed, made it as far as his car, and picked this back up, their testicles might explode—and not in the fun way.
Raj reached for his cock, as if to contain it, when he glanced to the left.
Adam’s old friend, the skeleton, sat on his electric chair.
Raj jerked his shoulder. “Well…?”
“Really?” Adam said, but he didn’t care where they did it. “Fucking on top of the dead? It’s a good thing I don’t believe in souls, or mine would be banished to nothing.”
He waited for Raj to grab onto the chair, but the man had a better idea. “Sit on Pete.”
“Pete?”
“The skeleton,” Raj said. He guided Adam to rest his bony ass on Pete’s bonier thighs. The chair gave a small creak as he did, and he glanced behind to the eyeless face.
“Sorry about this, Pete. I hope you don’t mind playing the cuckold to this threesome.”
Raj spread his legs wide and inched his way to Adam. In order to fit, Adam had no choice but to lean back against the skeleton. Pete’s lower jaw dug into his shoulder, but he didn’t give a shit. Meeting him eye to eye, Raj lowered his ass onto Adam’s cock.
That was all that mattered.
Adam did his best to meet Raj’s strokes, but every time he jerked his hips, the chair threatened to shatter on them.
That seemed a small price to pay to be able to gaze into Raj’s face and watch his hand slide up and down Raj’s pulsing cock.
They were both so close, Adam wanted to scream, but he refused to go first. No, he needed to see Raj on that edge, whimpering, pleading, shaking for his end.
Watching the man bobbing on his lap, his cock heating to a million degrees and ready to blow, it hit him. Adam swept his palm over Raj’s ass like he was rubbing a magic lamp. Just as the man tipped his head back, Adam swung.
The swat was minimal, but the sound clapped through the room in an echo.
“Your ass…” Adam groaned, giving it another swat.
“Yes?” Raj pleaded.
“That curvy, soft ass…” He spanked him one more time, then grabbed Raj’s hips. Yanking him down as far as he could go, Adam shouted, “It’s perfect!” as he came.
To his shock, the whole chair bucked with his orgasm. Skeleton Pete flailed under his bare ass as if he too erupted despite having nothing between his pelvis.
Raj kissed Adam’s slack lips, and the two of them moaned. As lights flickered and the world shook, cum splattered up Adam’s chest. Raj didn’t stop the kiss, his whimpers of “Fuck yes,” reverberating in Adam’s own. Together, the two of them fell to pieces on the lap of the skeleton.
The orgasm was the kind that hit like a bag of bricks, then kept chucking one or two at him the longer he stayed in the moment. As the shock left his system, he floated in a happy pink cocoon. He didn’t want to leave it, so he wrapped his arms around Raj and pulled him into his embrace.
“I am so…fucking tired, right now,” Adam admitted.
“Imagine how I feel,” Raj said. “I’m going to be bedridden for a week.” Despite his claim, he pulled himself free of Adam’s cock. He was the one with the wherewithal to help Adam to his feet.
“Any chance we could get a quick coffee from the hotel over there?” Adam asked, still holding Raj. The way his head nestled against his chest made his heart feel whole.
“I dunno, they might try to chase off a couple of delinquents.”
Leaning into him, Adam kissed the top of his head, breathing in Raj’s essence. “Then we’ll have to be very sneaky.”
As Raj laughed, Adam glanced back at their partner. To his shock, the skeleton’s legs were spread wide, and he had a hand up to his mouth like he was about to pull a drag on a cigarette.