I Am Tired Of Being A Hero-Chapter 265: Go again (Mature)

He gave up and begged, "Arlen...please."

Arlen stopped, pulled away, and licked his lips, he left Ravi deviously tethering on the edge, leaving him hanging inches away from a mind-blowing, toe-curling rapturous orgasm rippling through him.

Ravi felt like he was becoming insane and he groaned.

"Arlen..." His voice was desperate and Arlen chuckled, "Fine. Fine. It would not be nice of me to leave you hungry."

If not that rolling his eyes would make Arlen edge him even longer, Ravi would have rolled his eyes twice.

Arlen moved up Ravi’s body, he smiled and looked down at him. Ravi’s eyes were nearly black, his flushed cheeks were a deep shade of red and he parted his trembling lips ever so slightly to help him breathe. He was so beautiful, so damn beautiful, and all his.

He placed a chaste kiss on his forehead as his fingers on the pink, pert nub tightened, causing Ravi to gasp. His erection rubbed against Ravi’s cock and he shuddered, rolling his hips even more as he indulged for a minute in the feeling of his cock sliding effortlessly.

Just one look and Arlen could tell that Ravi was completely on fire. It would barely take a push to send him over to blissful oblivion.

His look must have annoyed his lover because Ravi reached out to wrap his hand around Arlen’s neck, his lips setting a punishing pace, "You are a fucking tease, Min Sol. Just hurry and fuck me already.’

To say the remaining moments were a blur would seem like an exaggeration, except it was not.

Arlen tearing him completely up, storming through his body with gale-force pleasure. The sounds of moans, groans and grunts filled the studio, the sound of the sofa creaking as they bounced off each other, their bodies moving in a rapid collision.

Ravi’s thigh was wrapped around his hips, his arms around his shoulders and his face buried in the crook of Arlen’s neck, exposing him for the taking. Desperate moans slipped out of his bruised lips, the sexiest sound Arlen had ever heard.

Arlen hammered at his prostrate in hard, steady strokes that forced Ravi to tighten his legs around Arlen, holding on for dear life...

His hole stretched around Arlen’s thick cock and he clenched the muscles intentionally, just to hear the guttural groan tear through Arlen’s lips. His entire body felt like it was coursing with fire and he shifted his hips to ease the pressure, seeking Arlen’s lips as he did so.

Arlen’s fingers slipped from between his lips and dragged a wet trail across his chin and jaw before he cupped his face and deepened his angle, giving him a sloppy kiss that bordered on savage, his tongue thrusting against Ravi’s lips, almost matching the same pace that slammed into him.

The kiss was hot and long and hard and greedy and completely possessive. Arlen drew all the lungs and when he pulled away, Ravi was panting.

Good thing, he could not die so easily.

"Beautifully debauched, so utterly beautiful, my love, you take my breath away." Arlen rasped in his ear and Ravi let out another pant, enjoying how Arlen drove him wanton with lust.

He loved it, loved these moments when their bodies would connect so intensely and completely that even their minds intertwined and they breathed as one.

In and out, give and take, inhale and exhale.

He relaxed his hole and Arlen moved ever deeper, biting his shoulder to swallow the loud groan.

Ravi touched him and the two of them disappeared from the studio. Arlen looked around, not recognizing the hot pond but he did not stop his actions.

He doubted that even the world ending would pull him away from the sweetness that was Ravi.

Arlen lay down, setting Ravi over him and Ravi’s hips twitched in anticipation as he slowly sank down onto Arlen’s hot, aching cock. The heat of his channel enveloped Arlen completely, pleasure drove in hard spikes down his shaft as he let out a keening sound.

"Fuck! We should try this position more often."

Ravi was still trying to find his balance when Arlen held his waist and rocked up, the cock slammed into him and his eyes widened immediately.

Ravi could swear that he just saw stars as Arlen rocked his hips up again and again. Easily hitting his prostate and not letting Ravi ride him easily.’

Ravi’s moans lit the air, mingling with soft grunts as Arlen thrust faster and faster inside him, needing to reach the height along with him.

"Oh fuck!" Ravi rasped and grabbed Arlen’s shoulders to keep steady as sparks showered through him.

The tight heat throttled his cock, threatening to push him over the edge all too soon, "Come with me." He muttered as he sank his teeth on his shoulder.

He reached down to stroke Ravi’s cock until ropes of cum spurted between him. Ravi’s ass clenched and that was all that was needed to push Arlen over the edge. His cock pulsed as Ravi shuddered. They rode out the waves of their orgasms together as pleasure consumed them in one fierce swell.

Ravi sagged and then fell on Arlen’s chest, breathing heavily.

Arlen could feel himself settling in his body one more time, swearing, coating his skin and his cock that was still in Ravi. He reluctantly pulled out and wrapped his arms around Ravi, using one hand to move the wet strands of hair before pressing his lips against Ravi.

"That was amazing." Ravi chuckled.

Arlen pressed another kiss on his neck, delighting in the way Ravi shuddered, "Someone was feeling feisty tonight. Hope you still have some energy. I have nowhere else to be tonight."

Ravi rolled his eyes, "Feisty. You have not yet seen feisty."

"Is that so? Thank heavens, I was afraid."

"Of what?’"

"That you might have lost your skills with old age,"

Ravi punched him and Arlen chuckled. He wrapped his hands around Ravi’s waist, not giving a damn that they were still covered in com. Ravi rested his head against Arlen’s shoulder and something clicked in place.

A soft grin touched Ravi’s lips.

"Arlen."

"Love?" His low voice was raspy, as if his heart got brushed with sandpaper, making the listener tingle upon hearing it.

"Wanna go again?"