Page 57 of The King of Halloween
“My little bird is singing. But that’s only one note.” Adam dropped his thumb to Raj’s chin, then he pressed each finger into Raj’s cheek. Tightening his grip, he zeroed in on Raj’s eyes, then pumped his fist faster. “I want an aria.”
“Oh…” Raj wrapped both his hands around Adam’s forearm. Not to pull him off, but to keep him right where he was. His eyes slipped closed, and he couldn’t stop thrusting his hips, chasing the thrill strumming through his blood. “Please, touch me. Take me. Do whatever you want!”
Even as Adam teased Raj’s crown, he nibbled his way across Raj’s cheek, then licked around his ear. “Be careful what you offer, little bird.”
Adam clamped his hand at the base of Raj’s cock, nearly causing tears to spring up in shock. “Your phantom gives as much as he takes.”
Blinking through the shadows, Raj focused on Adam under the mask. The man wore a wry little smile as he stood back. Still, he held Raj by his cock, nearly pulling him to his doom.
It’d be a good one, though. Even in the midst of torturing him, Adam kept drawing his finger up and down the throbbing vein until Raj feared he might burst.
“Sing,” Adam commanded, placing a hand to Raj’s chest. Then that mask, glowing like a half moon in the night, began to descend. “Sing!” The phantom landed on his knees, his fingers bundling up the hem of Raj’s sweater.
Raj’s first instinct was to tousle his lover’s hair, but the hat was in the way. It blocked nearly everything other than a flash of the white mask and Adam’s nose as he tugged Raj’s cock into place.
Hot breath caressed over the throbbing skin, followed by the softest touch of velvet. Shocked, Raj looked down to find Adam drawing the rose over his pulsing cock. He nearly laughed when a wet tongue slicked over his crown.
Any semblance of control vanished in a second. Raj panted for air, guzzling too much in until his tongue and lips sparkled. Adam lapped his tongue in a circle, traversing up and down the first half of Raj’s cock while that rose kept tickling the rest. The dual sensations of pressing, wet heat, and delicate, velvet caresses drove him mad.
He tried to think of a song from the musical, a pop song, a god damn jingle—but his mind was blank. All he knew was that hot tongue corkscrewing his cock. Then the flower moved. The phantom brushed it right down the middle of Raj’s sac until the velvet petals caressed his taint.
“Oh, damn,” he moaned. A thousand dormant nerves fired from his balls to his ass. He held his breath, waiting for the phantom to slip the flower up his asscrack, then add a finger. The anticipation had distracted him so that Raj missed Adam’s jaw opening and devouring him.
Incoherent words fell from Raj’s lips. Any attempt at singing or talking vanished as his cock rammed down the hot throat of the masked man. Every tug of Raj’s skin as he clipped against Adam’s teeth only ramped up his adrenaline. His crown pounded against the roof of Adam’s mouth, then kept going. The man took him all and then some.
Then Adam’s hand tightened on Raj’s sweater and pulled him even deeper.
Unable to take it, Raj grabbed Adam’s top hat. The heat pounding through him stretched to his toes and into his heart. Tipping his head back, he cried out as he started to face fuck the phantom of the theater.
“Yes! Yes!” Over the wet slapping of flesh, the muffled moans of Adam, and the rattling of hangers, Raj could hear the drip of the sewers and the distant opera. He smelled musty cologne, old parchment, and oil lamps. The cloak brushing against his legs, the mask digging into his pelvis, the brush of the top hat clenched in his hands dragged him down into his secret fantasy.
“Take me, phantom!” He cried out, a whimper rising as he realized the end was coming fast. The rose brushed up Raj’s taint, and Adam swallowed him to the hilt until his nose burrowed into Raj’s soft padding. “I-I-I!”
Despite all of his best efforts, there was no stopping this climax. Latching onto the back of the hat, Raj pulled Adam close and gave in. Every millimeter of his cock shivered as a gallon of cum pumped down Adam’s throat. His muscles tightened until Raj was as rigid as a board. The pleasure seeped up his chest and took hold of his brain.
Sighing, Raj nearly collapsed on top of Adam, who had enough sense to reach up and catch him. “I’m yours,” Raj whispered, his eyes too heavy to look up.
All he knew was a chest pressing to his, hands brushing back his hair, and a hard cock begging for relief against his stomach. God, he ached to touch Adam, but as he lifted his hand, his arm gave out.
“I think you sucked the life out of me,” Raj said, trying again.
Adam laughed, his eyes a black and white fire under the mask. “I did warn you.”
Taking Adam’s chin, Raj gazed into his beautiful face. “Worth it,” he whispered before kissing him.
This time, he heard the zipper and was surprised to find Adam had tucked him away. He nearly reached for Adam’s cock, but the man stepped back. With care, he pulled off his hat, then the mask. While gazing into the empty eye, he said, “I admit, this is not how I expected our night to go.”
“It’s still young,” Raj argued. Even if his balls were empty, they ached to tease Adam, to see him naked, to watch his cocksure face crumble with an orgasm.
“You might want to check your phone,” Adam said.
Confused, Raj fished into his pants instead of Adam’s. Five missed calls. Sixteen texts! As he checked his voicemail, Raj asked, “How did I miss those?”
“It beeped and jangled while I was sucking you off.” He gave a pleased little snort, then finished hanging up his cloak.
Raj sneered to himself as he heard Logan’s pleas for him to return. “It’s my partner. Business partner,” Raj insisted, causing Adam to laugh. “Sounds like something’s gone wrong with the boiler. Great. I…I need to get back to the hotel.”
“Allow me to guide your way to freedom.” Adam held out his arm, and Raj took it. Like he’d been born in this maze, Adam led both of them out of the theater. The roads of Anoka had calmed to little more than a vehicle zooming past on the interstate. All was quiet, especially in the chilled parking lot.
