“I wanna fuck your face.” As Noah gave him a look that saidthat’s what we were doing just now, Kaj motioned to the edge of the bed and elaborated, “Lie on your back with your head hanging.”
Without protest, Noah shifted his position, doing what he was told, and Kaj stood up, legs shaking from the rush of dopamine inundating his system.
For a split second, as Noah got comfortable, their gazes locked. Here, naked, with those dark eyes filled with unholy promises, so much ink decorating his impressive body, and that beautiful dick standing proud, Noah looked sexier than ever.
And he’s all mine.
Kaj gave himself a few lazy strokes before touching the tip of his cock to Noah’s lips. “Open wide.”
As Noah complied, sticking his tongue out, Kaj dragged the head of his dick along it to coat it with saliva, then gently pushed his hips forward. Noah’s mouth welcoming him from this perspective was so pornographic Kaj could already feel himself bordering on insanity.
Strangely enough, though, he was nervous. This was quite a vulnerable position for Noah since having his head hanging down would not only be disorienting while significantly reducing his control, but his throat would also be completely exposed. Exposed, relaxed, and slick for Kaj to fuck his face as brutally as he pleased. And that could be dangerous if he got carried away, which happened a lot around this man. Noah was either too confident that he wouldn’t go too far or his sense of self-preservation was broken.
Kaj reached for Noah’s hands and placed them on his hamstrings. “Let me know if it gets too much.”
Since he couldn’t speak, Noah answered with a caress, sending shivers along Kaj’s spine.
Dizzy from sensory overload as he watched how his dick gradually disappeared, Kaj held the back of Noah’s head with a palm while perching himself with the other on the mattress. His legs trembled from the slightly crouched position and the enthusiasm setting every cell in his body on fire.
Kaj paused and sucked in a breath, collecting himself so he wouldn’t slam all the way in. Seriously, choking someone to the point of making them throw up when they were supposed to be pleasuring him wasn’t fun. Also,wait.How deep are the vocal folds?That was Noah’s instrument. Kaj couldn’t risk harming it.
As if Noah read his hesitation, his hands sneaked to Kaj’s ass, and he shoved him down his throat.
“Mother-shit-fuck!” Kaj grunted. His whole body tensed and so did Noah’s as he struggled around the intrusion. There was not one fucking inch out.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Electrified from head to toe, Kaj stood there, panting, cursing, quivering, and clawing at the back of Noah’s head as he stared at him in awe. His neck was strained, all the muscles, veins, and Adam’s apple bulging, working to accommodate Kaj’s throbbing dick.
Has the world stopped rotating?
As he returned to his senses, Kaj tentatively slid back and forth a few times, then pulled out to allow air into Noah’s lungs. He stroked himself with the viscous saliva, watching as the vocalist reached for his own cock and squeezed its tip.
Jesus, I’m going to lose my fucking mind.
“Stop overthinking,” Noah rasped without looking up at him. His voice sounded unimpressed—bored even—but at the same time it was drenched in raw desire. “Use me like you hate me. Make me choke on your cum.”
Black eased in at the edges of Kaj’s vision, ripping the cloak of morality that kept the beast in him dormant. Guiding his cock back into Noah’s waiting mouth, Kaj slid in.
After a few thrusts to ensure he was slick and relaxed enough, and when he stopped gagging, Kaj held his head with both hands and did what Noah had asked. He mercilessly fucked his face.
His dick disappeared to the root over and over as his balls pressed against Noah’s nose. The already tight walls of whatever part of his larynx Kaj was in constricted, but the vocalist didn’t tap out. If anything, his grip on Kaj’s legs tightened, urging him on.
Kaj grunted as Noah slobbered, choking on his own cries.
“That’s it. Take. It. All.”
Sweat beaded on Kaj’s brow as he continued ravaging Noah’s throat. The rhythm was deliberate and controlled, but his movements werehard, punishing even. Despite the roughness of this act, though, Noah moaned each time Kaj bottomed out.
“You’re such a dirty cockslut.” The drummer grabbed Noah’s neglected erection and started stroking it. “Are you gonna come for me?”
Goosebumps splattered all over Noah’s body, and his chest, neck, and face reddened as he clawed into the drummer’s legs.
At that wordless response, Kaj dipped his head lower and swirled his tongue around the swollen crown of Noah’s dick, the salty tang of precum killing the little self-control Kaj had left.
After licking a long stripe up, deliberately making him feel both the softness of his tongue and the hardness of the piercing in it, Kaj took Noah into his mouth, bobbing his head in time with his thrusts. Spit dribbled from both their mouths. Wet, lewd sounds reverberated in the room. Kaj hollowed his cheeks and systematically moved his hand on Noah’s dick. His flavor, his smell, his muffled moans rattled Kaj’s ego like nothing else.
As their hips started bucking, Kaj’s rhythm turned sloppy. “I’m coming,” he warned when he came up for air, hoping Noah was still conscious enough to hear him.
Waves of pure, devastating bliss whacked Kaj’s entire existence as his cock spasmed with a mind-bending release. His sight blurred, his mind blanked, the room spun, and beneath him, Noah shuddered, coughing when Kaj pulled out, freeing his airways. A mess of cum gushed all over his face while the drummer continued jerking him, until Noah was shooting rope after rope of thick semen, groaning through what seemed like a particularly strong orgasm.
