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)
Of course one could get STDs from blow jobs. That’s what antibiotics were for.
But Zolt shrugged and placed his hand on the table, right next to Leo’s hip. When he leaned in, Leo’s eyes darkened, becoming two wells that held the key to the hot body offered for Zolt’s exclusive use over the next few weeks. He was on the edge of a diving platform, ready to take the leap.
“I rather liked you sucking me off, as well. I was too tired to tell you how good you were. Especially for a first-timer,” he whispered.
Leo was eager for closeness too. He put his hand on Zolt’s forearm, and when he spoke, their lips touched with a spark of electricity. “Do we have a deal? Just you and me for a while? Easy. Simple. No complications. No strings.”
No strings. Zolt liked that reminder.
“Deal. How about we seal it?” Zolt whispered, unable to raise his voice in the face of a temptation that still seemed so fragile in his hands. He grabbed Leo’s waistband and pulled on it, lifting Leo to the table.
Leo laughed out loud, grabbing Zolt’s neck. “Oh, my fucking god! You really are strong. It’s always me who does the heavy lifting in rela— You know what I mean.” The way he looked at Zolt, with a twinkle of adoration in his eyes, reinforced the notion that coffee could wait. The adrenaline of a successful hunt was already kicking in.
“I sure am. And you know what else? I’m really, really fucking horny, Leo,” Zolt whispered and pushed down his jogging bottoms, just low enough to free his dick.
“God, me too.” Saying that out loud seemed to make Leo happy, and he didn’t waste time, instantly reaching for Zolt’s cock without prodding. He worked with his hands, so his fingers had a pleasant texture to them, a roughness Zolt found very masculine. Leo slid his other palm up Zolt’s pec and to his neck. “We could do this every morning.”
“And evening. And, maybe even close the shop for a five-minute blowjob from time to time,” he said, opening Leo’s pants and reaching in with no hesitation. This dick was his for now, and he was determined to have his fill. Hot shudders danced over his skin as his tongue tickled Leo’s palate before entwining with his tongue in a breathless kiss.
Leo purred into Zolt’s lips and stroked him back at a steady pace, while teasing the cockhead with his thumb every now and then. In this position, Leo didn’t mind spreading his legs to accommodate a man’s hips, so Zolt indulged himself with a fantasy of fucking Leo here one day as he pumped his cock into the hot fist. It was getting a bit rough on his skin though, so he grabbed the small bottle of oil that had fallen over when Zolt had sat Leo on the table.
“Wait. Let’s use some of this,” he whispered, breaking the kiss. Leo’s gaze was dark gray now, like clouds about to unleash a storm on Zolt, but his scent remained rich, with an underlying sweetness that made Zolt bury his face in the tempting neck.
Getting the oil on Leo’s hand only took two seconds, but once the hot fingers were back on Zolt’s cock, he moaned into Leo’s skin, drowning in slippery pleasure. Leo held Zolt in a firm, masculine grip, and the new rhythm in which he now pumped Zolt’s rock-hard cock was everything. Just everything. Maybe Zolt wasn’t sure about them living together, but he would sure as fuck enjoy Leo getting him off each day.
As they made out, Leo bucked his hips, groaned against Zolt’s ear and even bit it with untamed passion. He would eventually yield, and Zolt couldn't wait to show him how good a dicking felt. Zolt already anticipated hearing him bemoan the loss of his anal cherry.
His hand found its way into Leo’s short hair, and once his grip was firm, pulling Leo’s head back to expose his neck was the logical next step. With the kiss broken, Leo gasped for air, his cheeks flushed with excitement, his throat vulnerable. Zolt covered it with wet kisses, listening to the labored moans he elicited out of Leo by screwing his hand onto that throbbing dick in a circular motion.
“You like that, don’t you? I’m not just gonna pet you. I’m grabbing you when I jerk you off.”
“I’m almost there,” Leo whispered, and while his hand lost the delicious rhythm in which he’d been stroking Zolt’s dick before, Zolt didn’t mind. He now got to fuck Leo’s fist at a rabid pace that would make him come in no time and show Leo just how thoroughly he could fuck him if he got the chance.
It gave him a thrill to think that seducing Leo could have severe consequences, were the other Hellers to find out. He couldn't help it. Living on the edge was a rush akin to fantasizing about Leo’s virgin hole squeezing around his dick.