I didn’t have to breathe, and no longer had a gag reflex.
“Ohh, fuck, oh my god,” Benji muttered. His voice came muffled beneath the water’s surface, but it was enough to amuse me. He mumbled incoherently and arched his back against the tile. His hands gripped my shoulders and his nails dug into my skin. He was losing control of himself.
I decided to go easy on him. I let go of the firm grip I had on his balls, and heard his loud cry above the surface a second before his cock throbbed and erupted. Cum shot out in hot spurts, painting the back of my throat. His above-water moans were so loud they sent ripples across the pool.
When his cries and pleasured thrashing had subsided, I rose to meet Benji above. To say he looked pleased and satisfied was an understatement.
“You,” he said breathlessly, then never finished.
I chuckled. “Yes? I what?”
“You blew me underwater.”
“Yes.” I leaned in to kiss him. His mouth was sweet and soft, just like the rest of him. “And I would do it again, too.”
Benji melted.
“Come,” I said. “Since I believe we’re thoroughly relaxed, let’s get out of here before we turn into raisins, hm?”
Benji nodded like he was already half-asleep. “Uh huh.”
As we left the pool and dressed again, I couldn’t help but notice an inkling of a sweet scent wafting over from Benji’s body - and it definitely wasn’t the bath oils.
9
Benji
As I groaned and came to, I slowly remembered where I was. Pierce’s mansion. The guest room. Pierce must have carried me to bed after the bath we shared the previous night. I forgot that warm, soothing water - combined with amazing orgasms - would do that to you.
I wanted to close my eyes and keep sleeping, but a strange fluttering sound piqued my curiosity. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and opened them fully -
- to see a bunch of bats flying around the room.
Needless to say, my embarrassing high-pitched scream was enough to make Pierce come running.
He threw the door open and cried, “What happened?”
But as his eyes fixed to the bats - now scattered and crying out in fear of their own - he sighed heavily.
“Oh, dear,” he murmured.
“There’s bats flying around my room and all you can say isoh dear?” I snapped.
From behind Pierce, Theo pushed into the room. He suddenly turned an accusing finger at me. “Hey, they’re only being polite and you freaked them all out!”
“What?” I cried.
My eyes nearly bulged out of my head when I watched Theo open his arms and let the five bats - it looked like more, but my mind must have been playing tricks on me from fear - snuggle in his arms.
“He’s... Holding bats,” I said to Pierce, who sat on the edge of my bed and pat my back.
“Yes, Benji,” Pierce said gently. “The bats are actually our servants.”
“Wait… So that first bat I saw when I came here was like, your butler?”
Pierce considered this. “I suppose you could call him that.”
“So youliedto me?” I asked.
