He gave me the sunniest goddamned smile. “That works for me.”
“Would that stop you from going all lizard warrior?”
“As long as I also get to top you at least once, yes.”
I waggled my eyebrows at him. “So what are we waiting for? My dick has been aching since the moment I saw you, and we have the place all to ourselves tonight.”
He gaped at me. “You are ready now?”
Had I misread things? Surely his mating display kicking in meant he wanted to do the deed with me, right? Or did he need to slide further into this mate-display business to get primed and ready enough?
“Aren’t you?” I asked, looking away. My cock deflated as all the blood rushed to my face and neck.
“I am,” he replied, placing his hand on mine. “You look and smell like the most delicious being in the universe. I want to bask in you, to become covered in your scent, and have you drowning in mine.”
Zing! Back at full mast again. Being twenty-four definitely had its advantages.
“Then let’s go get naked.”
He stood up, still holding my hand. My cock jerked in my pants, elated to know that after a long dry spell, eighteen months to be exact, which was when I fucked that thirty-something-year-old guy in the alley behind the club during one of its gay theme nights, it was coming to an end. He’d been a closet case who drove over the county line just to dance and get reamed after sucking dick. Anyone would have done for him, and this felt nothing like that.
The way Jolar was looking at me now, like I was something precious, well, it made this feel somehow holy. It’s the only word my brain could come up with for the feeling that hung in the air between us just now. This was no hook up. It was a cosmic meeting of two souls destined for one another and about to merge their bodies together so one didn’t know where the other began and he ended.
He led me from the kitchen to the living room, and we neared the door to the bedroom we’d share; I pulled my hand free and tugged my shirt off. He grinned, doing the same. Shucking our clothes, we finished making our way to the bed, him walking backward so he could see me as I stripped. Weirdly, I didn’t feel any hesitation about showing my less-than-magazine model perfect body. His eyes grew ever more gold, and his pupil slits elongated even more with every item of clothing I dropped. This was more than physical attraction – he saw me and thought me wonderful. I was not going to pass this up, especially not when his own striptease showed me firm pecs, tight abs, and an Adonis belt I wanted to run my tongue along.
The back of his legs hit the bed, and I closed the distance.
Here goes nothing.
I mashed my mouth to his and oh, my gawd, his mouth was fucking amahzingggg! He kissed me back, his lips moving against mine, his tongue seeking out my mouth. I parted my lips, letting him in, reveling at how he took ownership of our kiss, his tongue stroking my own in mimicry of what we would be doing next.
We kissed, and our hands roamed, getting to know the planes of each other’s bodies. Somehow, we ended up on the bed, and he broke the kiss, moving his mouth down my neck, nipping and kissing and licking, his fingers finding my nipples. I groaned, writhing as he undulated beneath me, his hard length rubbing against my thigh.
Eventually, he rolled away, reaching for the drawer next to his bed. He pulled out what could only be lube.
“I use it for easing myself,” he explained.
Gotcha. So, aliens do masturbate, haha.
He opened the cap and squirted some onto his fingers, then, lifting his legs, began preparing himself. I damned near swallowed my tongue at the erotic sight, something I’d only ever seen in porn. In the back alley, it was all spit or small packets of lube from the bathroom vending machine which you rubbed over your condom before going in fast.
I reached for the tube and squirted some in my palm, using it to jack myself slowly as I watched him open himself up for me.
“Now,” he finally gasped. “Please.”
I didn’t need to be asked twice. I positioned myself at his opening and slid home. Gawd, he was tight and warm and he strangled my dick just right. I leaned my weight on my arms, giving us both a moment to adjust. Him to me invading his body, and me trying to make sure I didn’t erupt him in too soon.
He wiggled his hips, signaling for me to move, and I pulled back, then slammed home. I snapped my hips, loving how the area where his first scales appeared began spreading, a bit red as his skin reacted to the changes within. I moved my hips faster, wanting to see him in his finest mating display, knowing that he’d progress until he fucked me at last and that was not going to be tonight. Tomorrow maybe, or the day after. Call me a selfish bastard, but I wanted the plumage that was the Mylos way of courting their mate.
He thrashed his head from side to side, the words falling from his mouth no longer anything I could recognize. I grinned, reached a hand down, and began jacking him off, wanting to send him even further over the edge. His eyes went wide and his back arched as he let out a yell that told me we were going to need to invest in some serious soundproofing if we wanted a sex life while the kid was at home. His cum sprayed out over my hand, coating his abs and me alike; a beautiful pearly sheen to the white. It smelled sweet, almost like vanilla, but also salty, the scent of it sending me hurtling towards my own orgasm.
CHAPTER13
JOLAR
We’d hadsex and despite my not having topped him, as he put it, I felt it filled the criteria needed for the education office to begin talking with him. Luckily, Xeranos agreed and made Mitchell an appointment. In just a few days’ time, he would be making arrangements to learn nursing, fulfilling his dream.
And just maybe by then, we’ll have had a repeat performance, but with me filling him.
