Impress Me Not: Neon Underground

Chapter 89

There was an itch that he had wanted to scratch for a while. Although, he still enjoyed the thought of Melvin taking charge like he did before. It wasn't like Mateo wanted to completely change their dynamic in the bedroom. It actually wasn't until Melvin told him about his past that Mateo even thought this was a possibility.

Now, after so much time of waiting, he was going to make sure this time was the most enjoyable.

"Do you have any preferences to choking?" Mateo asked. That was Mel's kink, so he was going to play into it during this. "Or is it too soon for that?"

"It's never too soon," Melvin chuckled, his hands roaming over Mateo's back. His voice sounded low and smooth. It tantalized every single nerve in his body. "And my only rule is to not hold back."

"You better give me a warning if you start to lose conscious, at least," Mateo kept kissing the man's neck. Each kiss would elicit soft moans from the man. It was a drug that Mateo didn't realize he needed. Melvin had tried to stay quiet when Mateo first started kissing his neck, but Mateo could hear those moans the moment he got to enjoy the forbidden flesh.

"I haven't lost conscious from it yet," Melvin told him. "But I promise I'll let you know."

"What are you going to do?" He asked. He wanted to make sure this was all out of the way before they started. Knowing Melvin, he would try and make this take forever anyway.

"I'll squeeze you once, like this," he pressed on Mateo's back quickly. "You can do it to if I wind up doing the same to you later on down the line."

"I can work with that," he smiled. Mateo had already turned the tables by pining the man down on the bed. Now it was time to shake things up a bit more.

He lifted off from the man just enough to get his hands under Melvin's shirt again and pull it off from him. The man's chest was gorgeous under the dull sunlight that barely made its way in. His skin was so pale that it was easy to see each and every curve on his body. Mateo took just a moment to take it in. There hadn't been many moments that he could simply enjoy just how hot Melvin was. His torso was toned, but slender. He had started with his hips, which he swore was sculpted by a siren. It beckoned him to look lower, and unchain something else from its jean prison.

Mateo didn't listen to that urge just yet. Instead, he moved his gaze up that gorgeous chest of Melvins, to the slender neck that already was red from the abuse Mateo gave to it. Then, he saw those dark blue eyes again. That ocean they resembled always pulled him deeper into things. Before, it was his own past, getting comfortable with accepting it. But now, it was an ocean of something else.

A need.

A thirst.

A lust.

Mateo couldn't quite pinpoint it. All he knew was that he wanted to drown in it for the rest of his life. And nothing was ever going to stop him from doing that.

His hand wrapped around Melvin's neck so easily, watching those eyes that never strayed from him. Mateo had his full attention. It didn't matter where they were or what was going on, as long as Mateo had those eyes on him, he would be happy.

Just one squeeze to try and close his windpipe and Mateo felt the body beneath him come to life. Melvin kept his hands away, submitting to him so easily. He made no attempts to stop him as Mateo squeezed harder. As soon as he did, Melvin lifted his hips up to him, trying to create some kind of friction. A moan escaped his mouth as soon as Mateo let him breath just a little. His pants were inching lower on him, the bulge kept inside growing larger.

It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen.

Mateo couldn't help but place his free hand on the bulge. Melvin's eyes closed as he held onto another pleasure point. He could see why someone would enjoy this now. This was better than any porn Mateo had ever seen. It was fun to play this kind of game, and Mateo was starting to think that whatever his own fascination was, it was starting to be his own kink. He couldn't figure out what it would be. All he knew was that it was whatever Melvin did to turn him on.

"I don't want you to lift a finger," Mateo told him, slowly undoing the button on those jeans. "All you get to do is relax," He dipped low to kiss the part of his neck that had gotten red from his hand. "Right here."

Melvin nodded, breathing heavily. His hips still tried to desperately move against Mateo's hand, but all he did was squeeze the bulge harder the longer he kept it going. This had to be the most impatient Mateo had seen him in the bedroom. It was hot as hell to see him this turned on at a few of Mateo's touches. They hadn't even gotten to the good part yet.

He finally unbuttoned his pants, slowly sliding the zipper down. Mateo didn't want anything getting in the way of what he wanted to do. So, as soon as he had his pants loosened, Mateo quickly worked on taking it fully off. It wasn't until then that he could finally see just how hard Melvin was. It stood straight up, waiting for Mateo to give it any kind of attention. Mateo didn't know how this man could be this turned on and still be this patient with how slow he was taking.

He partially wanted to take his time so that he could make sure he didn't mess up. This wasn't the first time Mateo had been the top, obviously, but it was with Melvin, and he didn't want to make any mistakes with him. Mateo really wanted to make it so that he didn't have to do anything but relax.

Mateo got one hand messy while the other one went for Melvin's neck again. The clear liquid on his other hand worked wonders as Mateo had fun with it, even putting it on Melvin's cock just to see it shine. It loved getting wet just as much as it loved every time Mateo touched it.

Once he was done with that, he moved behind it, until he got to the man's entrance. It was easy to feel that he wasn't a virgin there, but Mateo could tell that it had been a while. He was still tight, feeling like a hot spring. It only made him crave this man more.

"You're going to keep your hands above your head for me, right?" Mateo spoke lowly in the man's ear. His hand that had been on Melvin's throat had been choking it for small periods of time, just enough to let him breath while he was still preparing for the best part.

Melvin just nodded again, his chest lifting up towards him every breath in he took. Mateo was worried for a moment that his lungs were giving him trouble, but the look in those bedroom eyes of his was telling him a different story.

Mateo kissed Melvin's chest, removing his hands from that gorgeous body long enough to get his own clothes off. The room was warm enough for them to not need a blanket, which was great, because he didn't want to miss a single thing. His own cock was throbbing painfully as he freed it. It wasn't until he saw those eyes on him again that he realized just how much Melvin was enjoying the show as well.

The ocean was supposed to be cold. But Mateo seemed to find his own tropical paradise in those eyes. His body felt like it was submerged in a hot spring as he let those eyes watch him put a condom on. Their cravings were evenly matched. And it was just making Mateo want to finish this sooner rather than later.

But he also didn't want this to end.

He entered him easily, enjoying the warmth of the man that he was now inside of. Mateo moved his hand back to that neck, choking him again as he spent a moment engrossed in the scalding bath of lust this man had just submerged him in. It was the type that felt like it could burn you, yet it feels so damn good that you would rather deal with the pain of it rather than move away.

Mateo really didn't care if he got burnt from this kind of heat. He would rather be consumed by it.

"Mateo," Melvin moaned, lifting his head back. He grabbed onto Mateo's hand. It was gently, but he still worried.

"What?" he asked, immediately trying to move his hand. Did he do something wrong? Fuck. He was already so fucking close to finishing right then. If he wound up ruining this insanely erotic moment he was going to lose his mind. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Melvin gave a breathy chuckle, keeping Mateo's hand right by his neck. "You just need to go harder."

"Harder?" He asked. "In what way?"

"Every way," Melvin's eyes met his again, challenging him to the most enticing battle of his life. "I told you: don't hold back."