Kinzer pulled the front of Dedrus’s briefs down. His cock and sack sprang forward as if they were reaching out to attack.
“Been a long time since I’ve seen this guy,” Kinzer said.
Been a long time since I’ve gotten any.
It hadn’t beenthatlong. He and Treycore fooled around on and off, whenever they needed to de-stress. But Treycore was so big that Dedrus never let him go inside him. He’d fucked a few mortals that he’d met at the bar or that Treycore brought back to the house, but he’d never let them penetrate him. After all, most mortals’ cocks couldn’t even reach an immortal’s prostate. For a long time, Dedrus had desperately wanted someone who could just slide into his ass and fuck the shit out of him. He knew that Kinzer would do just that. Kinzer knew how rough he liked it. Kinzer knew exactly how much teasing and pain he required.
Kinzer tucked the waistband behind Dedrus’s balls. It pushed his sack forward as if presenting his nuts to Kinzer.
Stop it! Stop this!
He couldn’t. The promise of this intimate encounter with someone he cared so much about was too much for him to fight. He didn’t want Kinzer like this. He wanted Kinzer to love him…to want to be with him. However, he was willing to take whatever Kinzer was willing to give.
Kinzer’s tongue swept up the middle of his scrotum, stirring about, massaging between his balls.
The cool air conditioning rushed through Dedrus’s curly, brown pubes, freezing Kinzer’s saliva. His balls shrank. His sack wrinkled.
The cool air amplified the intensity of the heat of Kinzer’s breath, making his length swell even more.
Kinzer’s tongue tickled the base of his shaft, barely licking, just teasing. He wrapped his hand around his friend’s girth and squeezed, his lips rushing just barely halfway down the head of Dedrus’s cock.
“Please!” Dedrus enjoyed the excitement. He wasn’t even as aroused by Kinzer’s actions as he was by the anticipation of what was to come.
Kinzer slid his lips back, freeing them from Dedrus’s flesh. He gripped Dedrus’s hips, twisted him around, and pushed him forward.
Dedrus spread his arms out. His hands pressed into the wall like he was about to do a pushup.
Kinzer slid the briefs down Dedrus’s thighs, exposing two tight, c-shaped cheeks. He removed them, adding them to the abandoned clothes behind him. He massaged Dedrus’s ass-flesh, his thumbs sliding through the crack between them, pulling them apart.
Kinzer’s hands were so warm, so smooth.
Dedrus wanted Kinzer’s pelvis to use his cheeks like a hacky sack.
Dedrus shifted his pelvis so his ass pushed closer to Kinzer’s face, inviting him to savor it in whatever way he desired.
Thoughts of Janka itched at Dedrus’s conscience, but a twisted part of him didn’t care. He wished that Janka could see him now—to feel that same pain he’d felt when he’d lost his chance with Kinzer. It was a terrible thought. He scolded himself for having it, but it didn’t make it any less true.
With his tongue, just as he had done with the base of Dedrus’s cock, Kinzer tickled his way around Dedrus’s hole. Dedrus wrapped his fingers around his dick and jerked back and forth. Kinzer released one of his cheeks and snatched his wrist.
“No!” he ordered.
Dedrus glanced over his shoulder. Had he done something wrong?
“I want you to get off without touching yourself.”
Excitement stirred in Dedrus. He’d forgotten how playful Kinzer could be. As Kinzer released his wrist, Dedrus placed the hand back on the wall. Kinzer’s thumbs pulled Dedrus’s cheeks back apart. He pressed his lips against his hole. He kissed softly at first. Like he was warming it up. His tongue stroked up and down and whirled about in a frenzy.
An intense rush of energy, like hands caressing up his back to his neck, swept through Dedrus.
Kinzer’s lips retreated. He kneaded his thumbs against either side of Dedrus’s hole. He was slow, deliberate.
Why is he teasing me?
“I want you in me so bad,” Dedrus said.
With both hands, Kinzer pressed his index and middle fingers together and pushed them into Dedrus’s hole. Leaning so that his face was millimeters from Dedrus’s crack, he spit a thick, juicy web of saliva inside and massaged it against the walls of his ass.
Dedrus contracted the inside of his hole, as if he was thirsty and this was the only way he could hydrate.
