It was even bigger than Kid had realized at the bar. He wasn’t sure if that was a good thing. It seemed too big for any human to take.
Treycore’s ass muscles shifted about as he walked by a door, then opened it, revealing a closet, the bottom piled with clothes. He threw the jeans and underwear on top of the others and forced the door shut.
Kid slid his jeans and shirt off. He slipped under the covers, trying to keep Treycore from seeing his rock-hard erection.
Treycore opened another side door and stepped into a bathroom.
“You need to wash off?” he called out.
Kid heard a creak, followed by the sound of running water.
“No. I’m good.”
What he really wanted to say was, “Yes, and will you fuck the shit out of me while we’re in there?”
“Suit yourself.”
Kid could hear the water slapping against Treycore’s skin. He wished he could have been in there, tasting that enormous cock, trying to see how far he could get it inside him. He might not have been able to get it in far, but he figured he could surprise Treycore with how much he could take. Even if he couldn’t take it, he would do whatever he needed to so Treycore could get off. He would lick and suck until his gums bled. He would let Treycore slap him around, spit on him, abuse him. It was a small price to pay for the pleasure he would experience just by feeling that body against his.
A part of him was just glad that he was going to get to be so close to Treycore’s hot body. He just hoped that he wouldn’t try to hump this gorgeous creature in his sleep. That would be embarrassing.
Kid fixed the pillows and the covers around him. When he’d positioned everything just right, he rested his head on the pillow. It felt so much better than the cots at Jerry’s.
A few minutes passed before Treycore stepped out of the bathroom. He shifted his hands side to side as he rubbed a towel across his back, leaving his nude muscles on display. Kid couldn’t help but look.
Treycore ran the towel through his hair and tossed it in the bathroom.
Making his way back to the bed, he switched off the light and scooted under the covers, leaving just a few inches between him and Kid.
A streetlamp shone through the window, covering the room in an orange glow.
Treycore closed his eyes and rolled his head back. A bulge in the covers moved up and down.
Waves of heat rushed through Kid. His own cock couldn’t get much harder.
“You mind?” Treycore asked.
“No.”
Treycore’s eyes shifted to Kid’s concealed cock.
“You wanna get off, too?”
“Um…yeah.”
Was Treycore serious? Had he heard him right?
Treycore pulled the covers down, revealing his rigid muscles, tense, swelling as he massaged his impressively massive dick.
Kid slid his boxers down and wrapped his fingers around the shaft of his penis.
“That’s a pretty good size,” Treycore said. “For a mortal, that is.”
“Thanks,” Kid said, not sure whether Treycore was offering an insult or a compliment.
Treycore licked his fingers, dipped his hand down, and rubbed the liquid over his thick flesh.
“Sorry,” he said, “I don’t have any lube. Here.”
