Page 172 of Shadowman
“Wow…” He sighs in between making out with my b-hole the way he never has with my mouth.Frustrating boy.“You aresosweet right here.”
“Baby, your tongue feels…mmff… bloodyamazing.”
“But you’re clenching.” He pouts. I can feel it, and I’m swooning and sweating at the same time. “Open up so I can fuck your tiny hole with it…”
“Oh… sweetmmmfury… Anything for you.”
Relaxing my muscles, I present my hole for Byron Kang—my bisexual dream come true.And he eats me slow and sloppy, lapping and sucking and stuffing his tongue in me until I’m going cross-eyed. Devouring me like his favorite sweet, slutty dessert.
Fucking hell… He eats ass like he’s eating pussy. Such a former straight boy, I love it.
Hips writhing back against his face, I’m wiggling to get him even deeper. But he holds me still with a firm hand on my lower back.
“Keep still,Leo.” Now I feel himgrinningin my ass. “You’re not the leader right now…”
“Mmmfuck, Raphael. Eat me up, baby…”
“We might be ruining the Ninja Turtle legacy,” he croons teasingly, swiping a line from my nuts up to my hole and back.
“Please,” I huff. “I’m sure they sit on each other’s faces.”
He chuckles, and I groan from the vibration of it. “Side note, if there’s TMNT porn out there, I totally wanna watch it.”
“Baby, for someone who doesn’t talk much, you’re awfully chatty while your mouth is otherwise occupied.”
“I’m sorry, you’re right,” he hums. “Let me fill it with something…”
He sucks my balls into his mouth, and I’mpulsing.
“Jesus bloody Christ…”
Only a few more minutes of him licking and sucking at me desperately, in between kissing my balls and teasing my cock, and there’s no way I can keep myself from squirming.
He growls, directly into my body, “I said keep still. You’re gonna have to learn to follow orders…”
“Or what?” I hiss, purposely defiant, because it’s who I am.
He pulls his mouth away, and I whine. “Or you won’t get what you want.”
“And what do Iwant, sweet fury?” I grin, stretching my arms out. My hand grazes something under the pillow.
“For me to open you up and unleash thissweet furyon that greedy little hole…” He smacks my ass.
I yelp, then purr, distracted from the sting when I pull an object out from under the pillow. It’s a bottle of lube, and a pretty big one, at that.
“Those sluts,” I grumble, and Byron chuckles, taking the bottle from me. Rolling onto my side, I palm my cock lazily. “Mm, this is perfect. Let’s have wet, gushy sex in The Carver’s bed.Please, Raph…”
Byron is quiet, still staring at the bottle in his hand. A devious smirk crosses his lips as he opens it, pouring lube onto his fingers. He strokes it onto themanyinches of his cock, and I’mmomentarily hypnotized by the motion of his fist—up and down, pulling skin away to reveal that plump, juicy crown.
Fuck, I want that inside me. I want it as deep as my body can handle…
“Get up,” Byron commands. “On your knees.”
“Yes,sir, baby Daddy,” I purr, doing as he says, quaking when he slides wet fingers between my cheeks.
Easing up behind me, he grabs my hips, sealing his chest to my back. “You really wanna defile the bed Felix Darcey shares withDr. Love…?” He kisses the nape of my neck, and I shiver.
“So bad…”
