Chapter 8
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES ONLY SUITABLE FOR MATURE AUDIENCES. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES ONLY SUITABLE FOR MATURE AUDIENCES. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES ONLY SUITABLE FOR MATURE AUDIENCES. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
Samuel wasn’t kidding when he said he charged high fees.
The door of his VIP hasn’t even fully shut yet when Samuel pinned him against the back of it, frantic and in haste. Samuel immediately caught Leto’s lips in his and the latter let him. Leto found himself grabbing Samuel’s hair as he kissed him back with the same fervor.
“Easy,” Leto whispered in the short moment their lips parted. “Take it easy, I’m not going anywhere.”
“You nervous?” Samuel asked. Leto let out a small laugh. It was the first time he was doing this with a man.
“Yeah. I am when it comes to this.”
Samuel buried his face on Leto’s neck. Leto could only tremble from every one of Samuel’s bite, desperately trying to fight off his moans.
Samuel clamped his mouth on his again, smiling as their lips met.
“Okay. I’ll take care of you,” he promised before lifting Leto off the floor and guiding his legs to wrap around his waist. Leto latched on to him like a kid excited to be carried off.
They conquered the short distance to the room not far from the entrance, slowly and with gentle touches. Samuel was itching to take his clothes off. While Leto was still in his right mind, he didn’t let Samuel do as he pleased. But things quickly changed once they got to the room.
Samuel tossed him on the bed and was about to get up to take his shirt off, but Leto grabbed him by his collars first and stole another kiss before running his fingers through Samuel’s chest and unbuttoning his shirt. Once off, he threw it on the floor and started to work on Samuel’s zippers.
Surprise was evident on Samuel’s face with Leto’s sudden boldness, and his desire for him grew even more ravenous.
Of course, he didn’t let Leto do all the work. One by one each piece of their clothing were flung away, ending up god knows where. Leto couldn’t recall exactly how he lost them all, and how he found Samuel atop him in a blink.
He parted his legs, revealing all of himself. Samuel’s hands wandered all over his skin, they’re lips still touching. And they wandered to cheeks and then chins. Teeth and tongues, clashing. Noses, rubbing against each other.
This was the first time Leto had experienced something so carnal in bed, enough to make him go crazy. Their foreplay only served as fuel to his body’s already insatiable hunger, and he could feel his skin heat up. There was fear, unease, and excitement all mixing up in his guts. He didn’t know what would happen next.
Samuel’s hand started going lower, slowly, from his chest, then to his stomach. Perhaps, because they were both men, Samuel knew exactly where to touch, where his most sensitive places would be.
Samuel wrapped his fingers around his hardness and playfully teased the head with his thumb. He left bites and kisses on Leto’s chest, slowly moving towards his stomach. Leto could feel his hardness throb in the man’s hold. He almost lost it then, almost came, when he felt Samuel’s tongue brush against the tip of his member before covering it with his lips.
“Wait, Samuel… too fast…” he panted, biting his lips.
Samuel slightly raised his head to catch a glimpse of his quickly reddening face. Their eyes met again. Samuel’s gaze didn’t break away as his other hand moved lower. He found the he was looking for there and gently rubbed the entrance before pushing a finger in.
Leto’s heart skipped a beat. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from Samuel. Samuel stopped for a moment to reach out for the nightstand. He took out a bottle from the drawer. Leto felt even more nervous and excited. He knew what it was for, what Samuel would do with it. From what he’s heard, it would be painful at the start.
This is it. He can’t back out now.
“Great, you prepared for this,” he tried to hide his unease with a joke.
Samuel only laughed, then pressed his lips on his. “Of course.” A huge smile on his face bloomed once their eyes levelled again.
Samuel patiently prepared him with his fingers. His hands worked gently. It really did hurt. Leto couldn’t help but gasp in pain several times. But he didn’t stop Samuel who just took in his every reactions.
“I’m going in,” Samuel bid him minutes after, then positioned himself between Leto’s thighs. Leto could feel Samuel readying himself to enter him any moment now.
“Oh, God!” He couldn’t help scream as Samuel thrust for the first time so, the man pulled back a bit. Then Samuel started to slowly push in again. He did this for a few more times, until Leto got used to it, until he found himself fully sheathed in Leto. He stopped moving, letting Leto fully adjust.
It felt so wrong. Samuel’s size was no laughing matter and his body was protesting against it. It was uncomfortable, feeling something inside him… yet it felt so good.
“It’s fine now,” Leto stammered. He couldn’t believe his voice could ever sound like that.
Samuel started to move again and this earned him a series of sobs and moans from Leto. Samuel was panting. He tried to take in deep breathes as his breathing faltered.
Slowly, Samuel’s thrusts sped up, and Leto could only grip at the sheets. He still had his eyes on Samuel whose mouth was partly open but remained wordless. Leto was breathless. From his lips, he could only let out choked moans. He could only close his eyes at the intensity of his desires every time Samuel pushed against his hips.
Samuel’s movements became even more aggressive. He was close. One of Samuel’s hands was working on him. Leto was losing his mind with every practiced stroke on his member. He was so, so close. Samuel moaned aloud, cheeks red to the tips of his ears. He looked even more handsome like this. His eyes were drunk on bliss and still had his teasing smile even as he panted.
Leto felt the heat inside his body when Samuel final reached his climax. It was different, and he could tell Samuel released a lot. It was so erotic. It was leaking out of him. He could feel it clearly as it did. And not long after, he found his own release, spilling on Samuel’s hands.
They were both gasping for air. Their eyes met again. And they found themselves laughing.
Samuel laid beside him, not bothering to put on some clothes or wipe his hands clean.
“How do you feel?” He asked Leto as he stared at the ceiling.
“Good,” Leto hummed. “So good. It was a great stress-reliever. We did have a really hard time with Lao.”
“Oh, wow. So in the end, I’m just your stress-reliever, while you’re my source of stress?”
“Oh?”
Samuel was taken aback when Leto got up and casually draped himself on top of him. The heated gaze returned to his eyes.
“Is that a problem? Why don’t we take care of it then?”
Samuel grinned broadly and returned the challenging look.
“Up for a second round?”
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Translator’s Message: Well, I guess it’s a testament to their virility how they managed to go for another round after mentioning Lao in bed.
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