Page 114 of Bazooka
Ten minutes later, we were both lying in the tub, submerged in water. Luz was lying on top of me, and it felt good. Too good. Amazing. No words could describe it. His head resting on my shoulder; his eyes closed. His sexy ass against, what was now, my permanent hard-on. It almost made me forget why I came to Smitsville but also reminded me I would be returning to New Mesa soon.
“Can I tell Jordie about us?” Luz mumbled after a few moments of silence. “We’re kinda close.”
I gave it some thought, only to realize that I didn’t care one way or the other, so I shrugged.
“To be honest, I don’t care. Who I fuck and who I don’t fuck is nobody’s business but mine.”
“Yeah, but… you’re into girls, Baz. Aren’t you?” he asked me, sounding anxious.
I chuckled. “Sure, but the evidence suggests I’m into you as well.”
“And it doesn’t alarm you?”
“It scares the shit out of me, but not because you have balls between your legs, Luz. It’s because you’re… well, you.”
“Irresistible?” he offered sheepishly.
“Insane, actually. Look…” I paused, trying to find the right words. “The thing is, I’m a simple man. I don’t like to overcomplicate things or overthink them. For example, if I’ve never tried oysters, but if they make my mouth water suddenly, does that mean I shouldn’t try them?”
“That’s a terrible analogy. You could discover you’re allergic to them.”
“I have been allergic to you since the day we met, but here I am,” I said through laughter. “That’s one. Two… Have I been attracted to a dude before you? No. Can I think of any other guy whom I find attractive? No. Should I be more alarmed about all of this? Maybe. But I don’t hook up much, and when I do, it’s when I really want it, so… here we are.”
Luz made a face. “I don’t know. You’re awfully casual about this. One day you’ll realize I have a dick, and then it will be bye-bye, Luz.”
I gasped theatrically. “No! You have a dick?”
“Not funny.”
“No way,” I said, sliding my hand to his crotch. “Oh, wait. Here it is. It’s big, too. Yup, definitely a dick.”
He let out a weak yelp. “Baz…”
“Naughty, I’d say, by the feel of it,” I said, squeezing the turgid length. “Wait… these balls come with it, too?”
I cupped his sack, making him moan.
“Baz, please,” he whispered, his hips bucking. “Stroke me.”
“Stroke what? I don’t follow,” I said before gripping his erection. “Not this?”
“Please,” he breathed. “I’m close… just a few strokes, Baz. Then I’ll blow you, I swear I will.”
“Raise your hips,” I ordered. “If I see one drop of semen falling into the water, I’m stopping.”
He did what I said, whimpering when I started to jerk him off. His moans echoed in the small room, making me smile. My hard, aching dick was trapped between us, but it was a sweet pain.
“That’s it, kitten,” I murmured, praising him. “Thaaat’s it… my obedient boy. My good, obedient boy. Look at your beautiful dick, look how… oh, here it comes… here comes your sweet cum…”
He let out a shout, and the first spurt of semen flew high in the air before landing on his chest. The second one landed on my arm as I kept stroking him good and hard. Spurt after spurt, he kept coming, making my mouth water. I kissed his damp forehead as he trembled in my arms. When he was done, I helped him move to his knees, and then I licked the cum off his heaving chest. Every. Single. Drop.
“Mmm,” I hummed, closing my eyes when I was finished. “I think I’m addicted.”
“Let me take care of you, Baz,” Luz said, reaching for my dick, but I stopped him.
“No, sweetheart.”
“Why not?”
