Page 70 of The King of Halloween
Raj’s biceps locked around him. He splayed his palms at the base of Adam’s spine and refused to let him go. Using just his head and tongue, Raj sucked him up and down with a ferocity that pushed Adam right to the edge.If he keeps this up, I’m coming on that tongue and down his throat, not on his virile forest.
Adam’s fingers tightened on Raj’s hair, trying to stop him from swallowing him whole. But the man didn’t seem to care. Or maybe he liked a little hair pulling. The moans of ecstasy increased, along with the slippery tongue winding up and down him like a barber pole. His domination cred was plummeting fast. He needed to take control, he needed…
Every enthusiastic suck caused Raj’s round, muscular ass to tighten and release.
Fuck, I want that.
He said he likes it.
I like it.
Maybe he wants it too?
“Stop.” Adam tried for a forceful command, but he couldn’t hide the wobbling plea in his voice. Raj broke off just as the countdown was hitting one. Using a combo of squeezing and thinking of frozen naked buffalo, Adam managed to calm himself back.
The man on his hands and knees, damn near prostrated before him, gazed up. “What’s wrong?”
“You did…good,” Adam managed to cough out. “But what I want…” He cupped Raj’s chin and tipped the man’s head back to look him in the eye. “…is to fuck your ass.”
“Yes,” Raj cried out. He reached for his pants, but stopped and looked at Adam. “What about…?”
Like he’d planned it all along, Adam nudged the grease can out of his pocket on the ground. “It’s digestible,” he said with a laugh while bent over.
Raj took his cheek and gave him a sloppy kiss, his tongue tasting of Adam. A bit too enthusiastically, Raj scooped Crisco onto his fingers, then realized he had to undo his pants. As he struggled to figure it out with slippery hands, Adam unearthed his lucky condom.
It even said so on the package.
There was also the fact that it made his cock glow in the dark. A bit much, maybe, but fun. As he rolled it down, he watched Raj brace himself with one hand on the chicken wire and the other rimming himself. While he circled his anus with the lube, his eyes closed. Hard, quick pants shook his chest. There was no grimacing, no flinching for what was to come. Raj was ecstatic, especially as he thrust his lubed finger in and out.
“Let me help.” Adam stepped up to him. His latex-coated cock bounded between Raj’s buttocks. Digging out enough Crisco to make a pie, Adam bent over and kissed Raj’s naked back. He brushed against the puckered skin. Raj groaned at the touch, so he thrust inside.
“Yes!” Raj exclaimed.
“Do you have any idea how hot you are?”
When Raj glanced over his shoulder, his cheeks warm from the compliment, Adam kissed him. “It makes me want to fuck you until you’re bedridden for a week.”
“Don’t tease a man with a good time,” Raj said.
Adam hooked onto Raj’s hips, pulling that blazing hot ass flush to him. He formed a triangle around Raj’s cock, only letting the tips of his pinkies glance against the throbbing flesh. “You should learn…” Adam clenched one hand around Raj’s cock, then he guided his cock to the slick pucker. “I never tease.”
He braced himself for a long, slow process. Taking him inch by inch sounded like paradise, but as he jerked up and down on Raj’s cock, the man shoved his ass back and nearly sat on Adam’s lap.
“Holy shit!” Adam shouted. Raj’s ass sucked him in faster than his mouth had. Adam tried to back off, fearing he hurt him, but Raj moaned, then jerked back on his own.
“Harder.”
“Are you sure? You’re so tight.”
“Yes, damn it! You promised.”
That’d been a joke, but…fuck. Adam curved his palm up Raj’s ass. Those two tan moons cradled his cock until his balls glanced against Raj’s. It lit the fire Adam had been fearing for too long. Hunger took control.
Adam grabbed both of Raj’s hands and, locking his fingers with Raj’s, dug them into the chicken wire. Breathing against Raj’s neck, Adam started to thrust. He wasn’t slow, he wasn’t soft, and he sure as hell wasn’t kind. The pressure clamped onto his cock tighter than anything he’d felt before, but he refused to give in.
Not caring about the heat scorching up his chest and down his legs, all Adam focused on was Raj. Every whimper, every gasp, and plea for more, how he tossed his hair to the side, and tried to glance back. Adam could only catch an eye before he noticed how red and hot Raj’s skin was turning. Sweat beaded up across his shoulders and slipped down his spine.
Needing to taste him, Adam worked his way closer while still fucking Raj. He was nearly balls deep with every thrust, but it wasn’t enough for the man. “Mmm,” Adam moaned, nipping along Raj’s shoulder.
