Page 45 of How to Rescue Your Surprise Baby

“Of course.”

When Telos turned, he found Mav with his hand down the front of his boxer-briefs, a big, thick line straining behind it. A dark, wet spot stretched lewdly over his blunt tip.

“I can’t tell if the drink worked.” Mav gestured at his crotch with his other hand.

“Why can’t you?” Telos asked, strangled. He couldn’t stop staring at the outline of Mav’s fist moving up and down. Clear fluid seeped out through the dark fabric, causing the damp spot to grow.

“Should’ve taken a before and after measurement. But maybe you might know better?”

“I wasn’t looking that closely,” Telos muttered, heading to the bathroom with his sleep clothes.

“Shy?”

“No. I’m not... providing you with entertainment.”

“Mm.”

He shut the door and stripped, staring accusingly at his own hard cock. He pushed it down; it sprang back up, thick and heavy, eager for attention.

Telos pulled on his clothes. His cock shoved against the front of his shorts; he tried tucking it down against his leg, only for it to tent the fabric anyway. He yanked his shirt over it.

Just in case it was still obvious, Telos held his discarded clothes in front of his crotch, stepping out of the bathroom.

Mav’s gaze dropped immediately to his hips. The heat in Telos’ insides ramped up to a raging fever.

Mav kept stroking himself, his eyes dark. As though he was picturing Telos under him, impaled on his cock again. Telos tried to keep his breathing even. But it didn’t stop the flood of memories: being pinned under Mav, Mav fucking and filling him so all he could do was come.

Telos ignored the ache between his legs, climbing into bed. He slid under the covers and stared at the ceiling.

Mav’s wet stroking filled his ears. Telos leaked; he stared so hard at the ceiling that his eyes watered. But he couldn’t shut off his hearing. He couldn’t stop listening to Mav’s hitched breaths, the whispered swearing as he rolled his hips up into his fist.

“Feels good,” Mav whispered. “I need to come again.”

Telos shot precum all over the inside of his shorts. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, but his cock throbbed, his balls growing heavy. At the back of his mind, he felt Mav’s arousal, smooth and rich, sliding into his veins.

“I can feel you,” Mav murmured, glancing at him. “You want this just as much as I do. You want to be held down, filled with so much cock that you can’t even think, you can only feel yourself stretch—”

Telos grew so hard, hehurt. He kicked off his shorts. Then he kicked off his covers and crossed the small distance between their beds. “Fine,” he hissed. “Shut up.”

He swung his leg over Mav and straddled him, with his back to Mav’s chest. So Mav couldn’t see his reactions.

Telos reached behind himself, grabbing Mav’s hot, wet cock. Mav hissed. Telos lowered himself, and Mav grasped his cheeks, spreading him, pushing his fingers deeper to touch his hole. Telos jerked.

“Fuck, you’re wet for me.”

Telos couldn’t bear to answer him. He shoved himself down until Mav’s blunt tip caught against his hole. Then he pushed down, and Mav stretched him, all at once, inches and inches opening him up inside.

He almost came. Mav felt amazing inside him, grinding against his prostate so his legs shook. He couldn’t breathe.

“Fuck,” Mav snarled. He grabbed Telos’ hips and yanked him down, forcing Telos to take his entire cock at once.

Telos came, violently. He couldn’t stop himself. Mav rolled his hips and fucked up into him; Telos shoved him back down. He worked himself on Mav’s cock, up and down, his legs shaking because he was still coming, jets of cum shooting all over Mav’s bed.

“Yeah. Take my cock. You feel so perfect around me, your tight hole trying to milk my cum.” Mav bucked up, still trying to fuck Telos from below. “You want to be filled, don’t you? You want my cum all over you, marking you up. You want it dripping down your thighs, your hole fucked open and loose.”

Telos shuddered. The next explosion of bliss weakened his grip. Mav reared up behind him, pushing him forward onto his hands and knees.

For a moment, Mav slid out of his body. He shoved Telos’ shoulders against the bed, leaving his ass up in the air. Mav pushed his slippery cock between Telos’ cheeks, thrusting twice against his hole. Then he slipped his tip back in and began to pound, hard thrusts that sent his cock all the way inside.

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