(BL) Hunting The Field Guide-Chapter 467: I like it so much that I could cry (m)

Rhys was like a steady machine. Pulling his cock out almost completely before shoving it back in. Slowly opening up Kellen over and over. Rubbing against his prostate every damn time. His tongue was warm in Kellen’s mouth driving him mad. The feel of his balls slapping against his ass only made him squirm more and Rhys still persisted.

He was uncontrollable, a machine as he watched Kellen crumble beneath him. Because of him.

Kellen wasn’t even sure what kind of noises he was making. He sounded like he was in damn heat. The slow, sensual way that Rhys was fucking him had Kellen unravelling in ways that he hadn’t before. Rhys had always been thorough, but this was different.

Rhys kept Kellen’s hands pinned above his head, barely letting Kellen do anything as he kissed and fucked Kellen. It took Kellen a white before he realised that the slow, methodical way that Rhys was kissing him was the same way that he was fucking him. Rolling hips, rolling tongues, deep thrusts followed by toe curling tongue swirls.

Kellen was in so much pleasure he wasn’t even sure if he was going to cum completely.

Rhys wouldn’t even let him talk, just swallowing up every noise the man was making. Kellen was a shivering, shaking mess as the man continued his relentless plowing of him.

Kellen barely even registered he was cumming until it was upon him. His jagged inhale, his cock twitching, Kellen didn’t even realise he’d cum hands free until Rhys pulled back, staring down at the mushy Kellen below him, his cum on both of their stomachs.

Rhys pulled out his cock, pulling the condom off to jerk himself off, painting Kellen’s chest with his cum as well.

Kellen was a mess below him, his ankles barely wrapped around the other man, his heart a drum in his chest, his vision slightly blurry. Rhys chuckled.

"How was that, mister I’m going to egg on the S Class Esper?" Rhys asked, leaning in and pressing soft, soothing kisses against Kellen’s face and throat. Kellen groaned.

"I can’t feel my legs." Kellen muttered. "You’ve made me into jelly." Kellen complained and Rhys chuckled. He seemed extremely pleased.

"Did you like it?" Rhys asked and Kellen nodded.

"I want to do it again." Kellen told him and Rhys grinned.

"I had a feeling you would say that, since you were already saying that when I’d barely done anything. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything. You just be pretty and sexy, alright? And keep that sexy ass of yours open for me, hmm?" Rhys asked and Kellen sighed.

"Are you sure I don’t need to do anything else? I could suck you off again." Kellen suggested. "Or order you around?" Kellen wasn’t sure where these words were coming from, and Rhys laughed. He reached up, ruffling Kellen’s hair.

"I just told you that you don’t need to do anything else but lay there and look pretty, and you’re arguing with me." Rhys shook his head, reaching over to grab another condom and tearing the wrapper off. He was much faster this time, but this time he gave Kellen a pillow to hold onto above his head, making sure the other pillow under Kellen’s hips was in place before he slowly bent Kellen.

Kellen wasn’t familiar with this position. Granted, he hadn’t watched a lot of anything, and Rhys was the first guy he’d done anything with. They hadn’t done this position when they’d been playing with toys either. Kellen’s legs were off the bed, in the air, and Rhys was holding him in place just under his knees. Still on his thighs, but just barely.

Kellen felt spread open, and really felt spread open when Rhys slid his cock back inside of him.

Both of them moaned as he slid into place. Kellen’s head flew back, the chords of his neck on full display as his stomach tightened and his ass squeezed around Rhys. Rhys gave a tight laugh.

"Fuck. You feel so damn tight and warm. I knew you would be, but damn it. I don’t want to be anywhere else now. I’m going to be having wet dreams about you for the foreseeable future, I predict it." Kellen laughed at his lame joke.

"Oh, you predict it huh?" Kellen teased, looking up at Rhys who was grinning down at him, his golden gaze warm and eating him alive. Rhys was scanning every inch of Kellen with his eyes, and Kellen felt his cock twitch.

"Hmm. I do. The same way I predict you’re going to be dreaming the same thing." Rhys told him. He bent further, leaning in to kiss Kellen deeply before he pulled back with a sigh. "Before was just an introduction, so now we’re going to pick up the pace. Tell me if it gets to be too much. We can always change positions." Rhys told him.

Kellen felt his lips turn up.

He didn’t bring up stopping though, and that was exactly what Kellen wanted to hear. The man was relenting in one way, while not in another. That was okay. Rhys was the one who talked about filling Kellen up first, and honestly, they shouldn’t do everything all at once. They needed to save something for later.

When he came back.

"Okay. I’ll let you know." Kellen promised and Rhys’ expression turned slightly pained before he shook his head. He pulled his cock out, and unlike before, it wasn’t slow sliding back in. It was faster, and he didn’t let Kellen rest between thrusts.

Kellen sucked in, nearly swallowing his tongue as the man watched him, his hips moving, slamming against Kellen’s ass. He had thought that the sound of Rhys’ balls hitting his skin had been loud before, but now?

He could hear it louder, but not as loud as the moans coming from both of their lips.

Kellen grasped desperately to the pillow that Rhys had given him, holding onto it as the man began to pound him into the sheets. Kellen hadn’t realised what Rhys had given him had truly been a warm up. The previous round he’d been able to feel everything, brace for everything. It was a slow dance that had spiraled out of control for him, but that was okay.

This?

Kellen wasn’t in control in the slightest. He was just taking Rhys’ cock, letting it fill him over and over, rubbing against his prostate and when Rhys found the right angle, just gasping for breath as the man watched him.

Rhys’ body was a damn work of art in the light of the room and what came in through the doorway. The man looked like he was an angel or an otherworldly being with the backlight. It only added to the moment, and Kellen felt himself squeeze around the man even as he had no control. He was just so damn turned on that he couldn’t help himself.

Rhys groaned, his golden eyes fluttering closed but he didn’t stop. He didn’t even speed up, and Kellen clenched his teeth.

"W-Wait! Right there! Oh my god." Kellen wasn’t even aware he was talking, so lost in the moment that they were just spilling out of him. He could feel his cock dripping, the cum on his chest slowly sliding down his body and Kellen couldn’t even be bothered to care.

His second climax hit him like a freight train. He cried out, his cock twitching as he came, adding more to the pile of cum on his chest. Rhys pulled down, tearing the condom off of his cock to pump his cock once, twice in his hand before he exploded on Kellen’s chest, adding more to him.

Kellen’s chest was rising and falling rapidly as he stared blankly at the chest in front of him. Rhys wasn’t in a better state. Kellen felt his muscles relax slightly, jerking and twitching when Rhys reached down, rubbing his finger through the cum painting him.

"Did you like that?" Rhys asked and Kellen let out a laugh.

He was pretty sure he knew what was going on, but he wasn’t fully sure yet. He needed to test his theory.

"Rhys, the proof is on my chest." Kellen told him, sliding his gaze towards the other man. He had a shit eating grin on his face, his golden gaze focused on the obvious outcome on Kellen’s chest.

"I still need to ask." Rhys complained, raising his gaze to meet Kellen’s. Kellen released the pillow, holding open his arms for the other man.

"Kiss me." Kellen ordered and Rhys moved, sliding his hand under Kellen’s neck and holding him in a possessive hold as the man had his way with Kellen’s mouth.

Kellen could get addicted to this. Seeing how focused Rhys was on him, the way he was aggressive and tender at the same time? Getting to see the man naked?

There were only bonuses to this, and he got to experience pleasure with the other man? Was there any downside to this?

"What’s next?" Kellen asked, eager, tired, but not exhausted. He would go so far as to say that this was just a warm up. He wanted the full meal package, and when Rhys noticed that, he laughed.

"You’re going to attempt to do everything today, aren’t you?" Rhys asked, his gaze soft. Kellen shook his head, but the smile on his lips told a different story.

"Am I? We’re in this together, so that’s on you too, isn’t it?" Kellen said and Rhys leaned in, kissing his lips.

"You know damn well I have a hard time saying no to you." Rhys told him and Kellen smirked. He reached up, running his hands down his back slowly, suggestively.

"Who said you need to say no today? Come on, Rhys, let’s have some more fun. I’m enjoying this." Kellen said and Rhys let out a soft laugh.

"Good. Me too." Rhys told him, and as much as this wasn’t what they planned, Kellen was glad that they had done this. He would have regretted it if he hadn’t. frёewebηovel.cѳm