Page 75 of The Chemist

He could only imagine the depth and stretch that thing would inflict.

Standing next to the bed, he watched Diesel sleep. He was still wearing his joggers but had removed his shirt at some point during the past twenty minutes when he was in the shower.

Zero watched as the man’s chest rose and fell, relaxed and deep in his dreams. Damn, the boy looked so cute, just lying there all vulnerable and peaceful. He really was sweet when his mouth wasn’t open and offending the world.

As he stood there, being the creeper that he was, Zero got the unnerving sensation that he was being watched. His gazeflickered up to Diesel’s face, whose eyes were still closed and unmoving. Then, against his better judgment, Zero’s eyes moved lower. They slid down Diesel’s neck and across his smooth, lean chest until they landed on Satan’s little minion.

“Fuck you, Bruno,” Zero whispered at the creepy little demon’s face. “I hated you in that kids’ movie, and I hate you now on Diesel’s chest.” Zero stood there for a moment, giving the judging demon the evil eye. He swore the damn thing smiled back at him.

Diesel let out a groan, then shifted in bed.

Zero watched as the material on Diesel’s joggers began to rise. God bless morning wood and uncontrollable boners!

Doing a silent prayer to the gay sex gods, Zero dropped his towel onto the floor and slid naked onto his bed.

Diesel let out another moan as his legs slid open even further, and his dick rose another inch. Fuck, there was nothing more delicious than watching a sexy man pop a boner. Seeing that thick piece of meat expand and grow until it reaches its full potential. And then watching it bob up and down, demanding attention.

So. Fucking. Hot.

Propping himself up on his elbow next to his slumbering fuck buddy—is that what they were now?—he lowered his other hand onto Diesel’s hard cock and gave it a nice firm squeeze over the material.

“Mmm.” Diesel groaned, and his body shifted as he slowly left the dream world. “Mmm, that feels nice.”

Zero glanced up at Diesel, whose eyes were still closed, but his lips were slightly parted. He released his dick, loving the heavy thump Diesel’s cock made as it fell against his stomach. That thing really could be used as a weapon. Talk about being beaten to death by a thick piece of meat—fuck, talk about a sexy way to die.

Not wanting to waste any more time, Zero slid his hand under Diesel’s waistband and took hold of his massive shaft.

Fuck, the man’s dick was hot and solid. He was amazed that the guy hadn’t passed out, considering how much blood must be sitting in the man’s cock that very moment.

“Thought you’d be back sooner.” Diesel moaned, his eyes still closed but clearly enjoying the late-night hand job.

Little did Diesel know, but in about two minutes, that glorious hard-on was going to be buried balls deep inside his fucking hole.

“Had to shower and get ready…” He let his words drift off.

Diesel’s soft brown eyes slid open when Zero didn’t finish his sentence.

Turning, Zero reached into his nightstand and pulled out a condom—a magnum, of course—and a bottle of lube.

“Hmm, looks like someone is horny,” Diesel said, giving him a cocky smirk.

There was a hunger in his gaze.

He was suddenly glad that he’d stretched himself out in the shower. He didn’t want to waste time prepping and stretching himself out, delaying the pleasure of that hungry look staring back at him. Nope. He was well stretched and ready to hop on the man’s dick and take the ride of his life.

“Shut up and lie there,” Zero ordered, pulling down the man’s joggers so that they were coiled around his thighs.

Using his teeth, he ripped open the condom and spit the foil onto the bed. He didn’t have time for pleasantries and proper etiquette. He needed that dick buried deep inside him, stretching his hole and pounding his prostate.

“Wow, someone’s bossy.” Diesel chuckled, not making any attempt to move.

Ignoring the sarcastic comment, Zero rolled the condom down the thick length of his shaft and wondered how he was evergoing to fit all of that meat inside his tight little hole. He’d been fucked by large dicks before, but Diesel’s was in a whole other category of his own.

Grabbing the lube, he applied a generous amount to Diesel’s cock, before applying the same to his hole.

He was both excited and terrified.

Excited at getting his ass pounded and his prostate assaulted, but also terrified that the damn thing wouldn’t fit and then he would have to listen to endless jokes about how Diesel was too much man for him, and how his cock was a god and only the lucky few were able to enjoy its presence.

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