Conyod tried to say he was glad too, but itwas at that moment Sletran’s shaft slid along his prostate. A joltof purest pleasure barreled through him, and his cry was anincoherent babble. For a second, he thought he’d come then andthere, but Sletran stilled. The surge of heat paused, thenretreated.
“Mmm, yeah, clench my cock. Let me feel andhear how you want it. How much you need it.”
He pushed deeper, and heat surged anew.Conyod sobbed his name. He’d imagined this moment for years, hadfantasized it was Sletran when he’d slept with others, but he’dnever hoped it could be this incredible. It was as if he’d beencreated for this man, and this man alone.
Sletran’s groin snugged up to his ass,pressing the entirety of his secondary in Conyod. “Good and tight,you beautiful man. You’re going to fuck my cock now. You’ll fuckit, and I’ll watch.”
“Yes,” Conyod managed.
The Nobek moved until only his tip remainedin. He swatted Conyod’s ass. “Do it, gorgeous. Fuck me.”
Conyod was eager to obey. He rocked backward,enclosing Sletran’s shaft to the hilt. Forward, shivering at thedelicious thrill of his lover’s girth rubbing his hotspot. Backagain, groaning his gratitude.
“Oh yeah. Swallow my cock. So fuckinggood!”
Conyod moved faster, clenching his ass forSletran’s pleasure, which meant more to him than his own. He wouldhave continued for the entire night, ignoring his own clamoringurges, had Sletran commanded it.
He gloried in his long-awaited lover’s groansand sighs of bliss, in how he clenched Conyod’s ass, then his hips.Sletran began to thrust, meeting Conyod’s backswings so their fleshmet in meaty smacks. Their gasps and grunts were bestial, theancient primitive song of men fucking hard.
Sletran abruptly pulled free, leaving Conyodachingly empty. The Imdiko began to cry out from loss, but athicker invader took the secondary’s place. Sletran yanked Conyod’ships, driving at the same instant to fill him with merciless lust.Conyod shouted at the exciting clamor of mingled pain and raptureas he was taken.
“Fuck!” Sletran shouted. “Don’t come yet,Conyod. Hold on…just…wait until after…I want to…”
Whatever it was he wished to do was lost inan animal growl. He rutted like a man gone mad, the noises he madetelling the Imdiko he was closing in on the end.
Conyod was also racing for the finish line,passion fed by the constant friction against his prostate. Indesperation, he reached for his larger shaft and clenched its basein his fist. The molten fire of release was stopped there, and heoffered a thin shriek between clenched teeth to reject itsheaven.
Sletran’s rhythm stuttered. “Yes! Here itis…ah, ah, ah!”
His cock jerked in Conyod. Heat filled him asthe Nobek’s seed erupted. In the midst of his agony ofunfulfillment, Conyod wished he could see his lover’s face as heexperienced climax.
Sletran continued pumping for several secondsuntil his moans settled to sighs. He stilled, his hands restlesslyrubbing Conyod’s ass, thighs, and lower back.
He pulled out and rolled the Imdiko on hisback. Conyod stared at Sletran, who loomed tall between his legs.The other man’s cocks were still erect, but there was onlysatisfaction on his rugged features. The sight gave Conyod his ownsense of gratification.
“How close are you?” Sletran asked him.
“Close.” But since Sletran had stoppedfucking him silly, Conyod was no longer on the brink…though itwouldn’t take much to return him there.
“Hold out for a while longer. Long enough forme to get a taste of those gorgeous cocks.” Sletran sank to hisknees next to the lounger and pulled Conyod so he could drape hislegs on his shoulders. He settled enough weight so Conyod waspinned beneath him. He inhaled the spicy scent of the Imdiko’sarousal. “Fuck yeah, I want to gobble these. You smell sweeter thanmost men I’ve been with. Here, let me.”
He shoved Conyod’s hand aside to grip theroot of his primary so he couldn’t come. The next instant, hismouth enveloped the Imdiko’s secondary, right to the base.
Conyod arched and shouted as a flood of cumvainly fought to get past the firm grasp damming him. His fistspounded the lounger as Sletran’s head bobbed over him. The Nobek’srough tongue slid along the big vein on the underside of Conyod’slength, sending shockwaves of violent delight shuddering throughhim.
Sletran didn’t merely suck his cocks. Hedevoured them, moving from smaller to primary, then back,over and over. He slurped and swallowed the natural lubricantflowing from Conyod’s pores in unembarrassed enthusiasm. He gave nosign he noticed how the Imdiko kicked or when he pulled his longcurls or how he shoved against his shoulders as lust becameunbearable.
Sletran’s grip keeping Conyod from eruptingwas unyielding, and the pressure drove the pinned man insane. Hesqualled and begged and cursed as Sletran fed on his passion butrefused to allow its true expression. Then, just as he thought hismind would break from Sletran relentlessly sucking his primary, theNobek loosened his clutch.
Orgasm swept through Conyod, and his sightwent blinding white. Molten heat poured and poured in the mouthdrawing on him in what felt like an unending flood. He knew nothingbut the violent fury of release and the sweet pressure of hand andmouth on his cocks, emptying him.
Little by little, he returned to his senses.His vision cleared in time to watch Sletran carefully lower hislegs from the Nobek’s shoulders, so his feet rested on the floor.His lover stood and stripped his clothing off at last. Despitehaving come so hard, Conyod’s still thrumming and erect shaftsoffered a twitch.
Sletran was pure muscle, from corded neck tocarved calves. The few scars he sported enhanced Conyod’sattraction to the physical perfection he’d only guessed at. Therewas nothing soft or giving about his hero, save the warmth in hiseyes as he gazed at Conyod.
“While you’re still erect,” Sletran said ashe knelt on the lounger, his knees straddling Conyod’s hips. Helowered and enclosed the Imdiko’s primary in his lusciously tightass.
“Fuck,” Conyod groaned. Lust had beendiminished significantly, but the kick he felt in his groin toldhim it wouldn’t be sated for long.