I Am Tired Of Being A Hero-Chapter 257: It will be quick (Mature)

Ravi cannot remember how many times he had jacked off. It had always been so easy, hand on his dick and then rub until you release. Easy breezy.

However, for the first time, his hands trembled when he reached for his cock, especially as Arlen relaxed to enjoy the show with a devious glint in his eyes.

"One. Two. One. Two."

The beat was slow and Ravi followed it, stroking himself leisurely, almost teasingly as he met Arlen’s gaze.

Soon the beat increased and Ravi’s fingers tightened around his cock as he increased his strokes. His hand moved to his ball and he fondled them in the palm of his hand, squeezed them gently, and touched a sensitive bath of his ball.

His breathing slowly began to grow ragged and a delicious moan fell from his lips as he began to stroke himself faster.

Ravi bit his lips as the heat from Arlen’s gaze fell on him. If it was physically possible to feel heat from a look then Ravi could have sworn he had felt it lick along his skin, like a tattoo.

Arlen’s eyes never broke contact as he burned every detail into his memory.

Faster and faster.

Ravi’s eyes widened when Arlen started stroking himself in tandem with him.

One. Two.

Their hands flew in symphony as their breaths ragged as one.

Ravi felt as if his hands were heating up. Like it was his hands that were rubbing against that large, throbbing dick.

Arlen stroked himself, hand gliding from root to tip, twisting over the head, foreskin shifting and rubbing.

And Ravi felt his mouth go dry, his tongue snaking forward to wet his tongue. Fuck! This was messing with his head.

Arlen continued to watch in rapture. Ravi’s breathing the way he moved his moans, and the expression of pure joy on his face. He showed Arlen exactly how he loved to pleasure himself as if he asked. Thrusting his hips up and down, giving him the most delicious show he could ever imagine.

The bathroom was silent, with only the slight pants and moans that occasionally slipped from their mouth as their hands moved faster and faster. Ravi could feel his body humming with excitement and arousal like a lightbulb on steroids.

Arlen groaned about his arena and that was it. With a snap of his hips, Ravi pushed up and moaned loudly as he came all over his taut stomach in a heady rush.

He breathed heavily as he looked at the sticky mess he had made and then at Arlen whose hand was covered and who was smiling like a cat that had got the canary.

He was grinning so loudly like this was a fantasy he had imagined for a very long time. He stripped and entered the tub with Ravi.

"Are you okay?" Arlen said, his body weight against Ravi and his cock brushing against the very sensitive organ right now.

Ravi nodded.

"You can manipulate atoms. Love, can you make us a lube? I can’t bear to go to the bedroom right now. Make it vanilla flavored.’

Ravi flushed, the heat that roiled through his body seeming to concentrate on his face for a few moments,

He nodded, "You still want more. You know how it can be. Let’s not get carried away, you have to meet with the ABI. I have to make breakfast for Ash. And lunch with your sister."

Ravi groaned. Arlen’s hands were everywhere. Stroking at him, teasing him over his body, tracing every outline of his body. He knew his body all too well. He knew what made Ravi suck his breath in and groaned.

His tongue licked at the dip of Ravi’s stomach right below his waist and Ravi writhed, gasping as he tried to focus on what he had been saying.

"You.."

He shuddered as Arlen’s fingers ghosted over his naked cock, then traced his fingernail over the tip.

"We still have 13 minutes. Ravi.."

He could not refuse him, both his voice and the temptation. A few seconds later, there was a transparent bottle of lube in his hand.

Arlen’s eyes widened. Ravi had told him before but seeing someone make a lube from a drop of water was incredible.

Ravi was really incredible. Arlen did not want to overthink on how Ravi was before and he knew Ravi would not want him to either but this was just a tiny piece, a fraction of what his beautiful lover could do.

"That is so amazing. You are so amazing, Ravi."

He took the lube from Ravi and kissed him. So thoroughly that it tore at Ravi’s senses, carrying an onslaught of pleasure and distracting him from the lube-slicked fingers probing down between his legs. Arlen pressed one finger against Ravi’s clenching entrance, the lightest brush of callused skin against tender flesh.

Ravi reacted to it almost immediately, his breathing ragged and shallow. His bright eyes darkened several shades until they were a dark smoky hazel.

He added another finger while looking at Ravi with soft eyes, "While I love to take my time to ravish you, I am afraid we have ten minutes of love. This would be fast and deep. Can you take it?"

Ravi nodded, the two fingers in his ass not allowing him to think too much about the way he would get his much-needed release.

Arlen curled his fingers and Ravi gasped, his arms around Arlen scratching at his back.

Fuck! Fuck!

Ravi’s head was pounding in the best way possible. The unbearable pleasure and the delicious feeling of being filled. His body knowingly responded to Arlen the way it always did, with quivers that were so deep, he felt it in the pit of his stomach.

Then the head of his cock pressed against Ravi’s hole. It was so hot and thick, promising a searing pleasure that made his entire body tense in anticipation.

Arlen kissed him again.

This kiss was different. It was savage, almost. It was as if Arlen was hungry and he was the substance he needed or it was as if he suddenly wanted the kiss to etch a mark on his lips for eternity. Ravi was not sure which.

And in the next second, Ravi gasped as the heat split him open, parting his flesh to remold themselves around Arlen’s cock before sliding in slowly.

"Love, look at me. Keep looking at him." ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

And Ravi looked up to meet his gaze, that devouring gaze that seemed to see nothing else.