!! WARNING !!
This chapter contains:
!Sexual & mature content between two men!
I instruct you to skip to Chapter 06 if you do not wish to read this chapter! It will not influence your understanding throughout the story. If you continue to read this chapter you will be held responsible yourself. I do not tolerate insults about it's content in any homophobic way.
Enjoy!
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Zales PoV:
Our bodies crash together as my back hits something hard behind me, most likely a wall or a door. Our breathing is heavy and my legs are around his muscular waist, hands buried deep in his sexy mixed brown hair. The air around us is getting hot, making our bodies grow desperate to be released of our now rather bothering clothes. His face is so close to mine that I can feel his short and ragged breathing hit my slightly parted lips, that somehow feel dry no matter how often I let my tongue glide over them.His eyes are slightly dilaled and watch my every move like a predator . Little pearls of sweat form on my forehead, my mind in a haze with just this little friction between our still clothed bodies. I don't feel restricted just now ,more like being cradled like a baby just in a seductive and sexual way, sending the heat right to my groin.
By now mini-me is on full attention, forming a noticeable bulge in my black skinny jeans in protest and judging by the tent poking my ass rather proudly it's safe to assume he is in a similar situation.
We lock eyes and like in one of those cringe-worthy romance movies our eyes convey everything that needs to be said, before our lips crash together in a hungry, sloppy kiss. His hands move from my waist down south towards my ass gripping my cheeks firmly and drawing a little moan out of me, which he eagerly swallows.
Taking advantage of my noises he slips his tongue inside and eagerly discovers every part of my mouth. The action alone feels so good that my hard on becomes rather painful in my pants in no time and I grow desperate for more.
Our noises of arousal fill the room, neither of us holding back, so loud I wouldn't be surprised if people walking the street below could hear us.
I can't even describe how incredible good it felt to have this kind of contact with someone after such a long time. Right now I can't even understand how I ever stopped doing it in the first place, although I've never felt this indescribably good. Sparks are shooting through my whole body, the heat invading even the most secluded parts of my body and my mind in a frenzy. All rational decisions pushed aside, replaced by raw and uncensored lust.
My hand grips his hair a bit tighter deepening the kiss even further, our tongues dancing together in a battle for dominance that he easily wins, not that I tried to dominate that beast of a man in the first place. He is easily more than a foot bigger than me and has at least thrice as much muscles, not to mention his dominant character.
Let's be honest... I'm not made to dominate anyone for that matter! I'm small, skinny, weak, have a soft face and a dorky character. I was made to lay under a big dominant male with bulging muscles, a sexy smirk and the confidence of a beast that could protect me-
Oh wait.
Right! That's exactly where I am now! :D
In our rush of arousal he throws me on his king sized bed and into the white silk sheets. Not even a second later he is towering over me, his shirt somehow on the floor and his eyes travelling over my panting form. I haven't even noticed how much oxygen I was missing until now, but the loss was evident in my desperate intakes of air.
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