Page 78 of The Chemist

Usually, guys were so focused on sucking his dick that very few wanted to waste time leaning upward and giving him a kiss. When it came down to priorities, most people chose to worship his cock than be intimate with his other body parts.

Diesel closed his eyes and let himself get lost in the euphoric feeling of being cuddled by a sexy, warm man.

“This is nice,” Zero whispered. He tightened his arms around Diesel before nestling his face in the crook of his neck.

Usually, when Diesel hooked up with clients, it was rough and impersonal. Clients usually wanted that bad boy, stoner persona—the type who would throw you down on the bed and pound you until you were a blubbering mess of a man. They didn’t want sweet or romantic or to cuddle after he painted their faces with his cum. They wanted a high-energy fuck fest that would leave them mindless and thinking of nothing but how much their ass was sore.

But lying here in Zero’s arms, he felt an intimacy he had never felt before with another person—man or woman. Yes, he’d cuddled before with Jared, but that was a best friend, comfort thing. There was nothing sexual about it, and he didn’t feel any desires or uncontrollable urges when lying next to Jared.

Was he… falling in love?

His brain was screaming for him to get the fuck out of the bed and go hook up with some rando immediately, but his heart was telling him to stay where he was. To lean into the feeling and enjoy the warmth coursing through his body.

He had never felt this way before. The need to be close to someone. Feel their breath on his body. Feel their warm skin against his.

Rolling over, he turned to face Zero.

“Morning, shit for brains,” he whispered, giving him a teasing smile.

Zero chuckled and began drawing circles with his thumb against Diesel’s naked back. God, he loved that.

“Where’s the lube?” Diesel asked, catching Zero off guard.

His eyebrows shot up, appearing excited and confused.

Zero fumbled behind his back, reaching blindly for the bottle of lube sitting on the nightstand by the bed. He shoved it into Diesel’s hand, not daring to say a word.

“Condom?”

Eyes going wide, he looked terrified for a moment.

“I… I… sorry, man. My ass is too sore for another pounding,” Zero stuttered, looking as though he had just lost first prize in a beer-guzzling challenge.

“It’s always about you, you selfish prick,” Diesel said, reaching under the covers and gripping Zero’s semi. He began tugging on it, loving the feel of the man’s cock getting hard and thick in his hand. “This morning is all about me and my prostate getting some one-on-one time with that big dick of yours.”

A wicked smile cut across Zero’s face. There was also a hint of relief in those eyes. Diesel felt a sense of pride, knowing that he was able to fuck a man so hard that he needed a day to recover between poundings.

“Big dick?” Zero asked, picking up the lube from where Diesel had placed it on the bed. He yanked down the blanket in one swiftta-da!

He poured some lube onto his fingers and began applying it to Diesel’s ass.

“My dick is normal six-foot-two man dick. You’ll still be able to walk after I finish with you. Your dick is freak of nature, porn star dick that should come with its own warning label.”

Diesel chuckled as he backed his ass up onto Zero’s fingers.

“I’ll give you credit. Not many guys are able to take the big guy without some major prep time. But you, you took that hog like a champ!”

Now it was Zero’s turn to chuckle.

“So, how do you like it?” Zero asked, adding three fingers to Diesel’s hole and working open his tight ass.

Diesel ripped open the condom with his teeth and began rolling the latex down the man’s length. Fuck, his dick looked good. It was perfect. A solid eight inches with a nice mushroom head. He pulled the tip of the condom and admired the pulsing thick vein that ran down the length of his shaft and ended at his perfectly trimmed balls.

God, he couldn’t wait to lick and suck on those gorgeous nutsacks. But not today. Today, he was going to ride that cock until the man’s balls were drained, and his eyes were stuck in the back of his head.

“I told you, this morning is all about me. You’re going to lie there and take it while I ride your dick till my ass is good and sore.” With that, Diesel threw his leg over Zero’s hips and lined his cock up with his hole.

Slowly, he began to sink down onto the man’s hard shaft, loving the ache and sting as his ass stretched out around the man’s hefty cock.

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