Page 43 of The Chemist

Who cares.It was open enough for Diesel to enjoy the show.

Reaching into his joggers, Diesel pulled out his dick and began rubbing his length in time with Zero’s. Fuck, the man was hot.

Reaching across his chest, Zero began pinching his nipple with his free hand.

Diesel let out a moan. Fuck, he wanted to lick that man’s nutsack, then tease those nipples with both his hands.

As if wanting to put on a show, Zero used his legs to lift his hips off the bed and begin fucking up into his fist.

Fuck, the man was gorgeous.

Faster and faster, Diesel watched as his housemate jerked his fat cock, using his precum as lube to slide against his shaft.

With his eyes focused on Zero’s hips and dick, Diesel lost himself in the show. His grip tightened around his cock, and he began jerking it with purpose.

“Oh yeah. Take that fucking cock like you were born to do.”

Listening to Zero talk dirty while pleasuring himself was one of the hottest things he had ever seen.

“You ready to come? I’m almost there.” Zero’s voice was louder as he continued to fuck up into his fist.

His muscular legs flexed, and his biceps bulged with each tug.

“Oh yeah. Here I come, baby!”

Diesel jerked his cock fiercely while watching thick streams of jizz burst from his buddy’s cock. There was no holding back now. With a muffled cry, Diesel shot his load all over the side of Zero’s bedroom door.

He shook and convulsed and wondered what his own fucking name was.

Squeezing off the tip, Diesel gave his dick a shake, not seeing where the last of his load landed. By the time morning came, his cum would be dry and blended in with the history of the house.

Diesel smirked. He found that amusing.

“Maybe now you’ll be able to sleep.”

Heat flushed Diesel’s cheeks when he looked up and locked eyes with Zero, staring back at him.

Fuck.

“You might want to get this wall looked at. There’s some sticky white substance all over the place. It might be a health code violation,” Diesel said, pretending to check out the wood on the door.

“Oh, it’s definitely a violation.”

Feeling cum drunk and chill, Diesel tucked his cock back into his sweats and turned to head back to his room.

Yeah, he was definitely ready to get some shut-eye.

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ZERO

Raising his glass, Zero took a swig of his beer before placing it down on the coaster sitting just before him. He watched Diesel as he took his own drink and continued to act like he wasn’t sitting right in front of him.

The man was being an idiot.

“So, how long are you going to continue to pretend that you’re sitting here alone?” Zero asked, leaning back and placing his arm across the back of the booth they were sitting in.

Eyes never leaving their subject, Diesel continued to stare away from him. “I’m here to keep an eye on the good doctor, which is what I’m trying to do. Not sure why you keep trying to distract me like a needy little princess.”

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