Blessings (A YiZhan Short Story)

Chapter 6: Drunken Despair Leads to Unexpected Temptation

Xiao Zhan POV

"YiBo!"

I shot up in bed gasping his name. The sound reverberated in my mind as I tried to cool my feverish body. Just one more minute and I would have come.

"Fuck!"

Letting my body fall back onto the bed, panting and groaning at my current situation, I debated whether to take myself in hand or not because Stonehenge had nothing on my still rock-hard erection. Not to mention, I was throbbing with need and aching to come, to orgasm. Digging my head deeper into the pillow, I let out a frustrated groan.

"Fuck it!" I muttered and slipped a hand beneath the sheets, breathing in a sigh of relief as I did so. At that first delicious contact, I tightened my fingers around the hardened shaft then immediately let loose a shaky breath. The heat that enveloped my erection made me think of YiBo's wicked mouth and I moaned, both in pleasure and in frustration.

Desire shot through my core as visions of me fucking his mouth flooded my mind and my hips thrusted involuntarily against my hand. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the orgasm I knew awaited me. Raising my knees, I planted both feet flat against the bed and lifted my hips again and again into the warmth that enveloped my cock then moaning in delirium as my hand slid tantalizingly up and down the rigid length.

Fuck! So good! So. Fucking. Good!

I could feel my arousal pulsating hot and hard beneath my hand, ratcheting the pleasure inside me several degrees higher. The urge to come, to end this ravenous ache was becoming harder and harder to resist.

A part of me wanted the pleasure to last, but the heaviness in my balls told me another story. With my free hand, I grabbed the delicate orbs between my thighs and gently massaged them, wishing like hell it was YiBo's mouth that was licking and suckling me. Giving my cock a good shake, as if it would relieve the ache, I began to stroke harder, faster, squeezing the sensitive head when I reached the tip and moaning when pleasure wracked my body time and time again. I could feel the pressure building inside me, and that sweet hint of orgasm pushing me closer to the edge.

"Yibo..." I reverently whispered his name as I continued with my ministrations. "Fuck, YiBo..."

So lost in the sensation, I wasn't even aware my rhythm had faltered, and I was jerking myself hard. Rough.

YiBo liked it rough.

As soon as the thought crossed my mind, I gasped at the sudden wave of heat that slammed into me, and my world exploded into a million stars. Pools of liquid fire coursed through my veins as I erupted like a volcano. The sudden orgasm took hold of my body, making me shudder while I gasped for air and all I could do was lay there as the fiery sensation ravaged my body until slowly, the spasms faded, and I was no longer consumed by the raging fire inside me.

As I lay panting, my orgasm all but destroying my last breath, I thought about what spurred this erotic dream of mine. Smiling when the memory of what I had been thinking about last night came to me.

It was the day I had gotten drunk and ended up in his bed, totally missing out on all the action. Or so he said. Who knew what he really did when I was three sheets to the wind? He never fully divulged what had happened, only saying we did not have hot monkey sex. But I knew something did happen because he began to blush, the tips of his ears turning a pretty pink. Still, to wake up in his bed that way was just too humiliating.

I glanced at my watch and noted the time. There was still some time before I had to get up for work. Closing my eyes, I let the memory pull me in...