“I’m sorry for the way I acted when you first met her.” Heath had acted like a jealous lover from the get-go.
“You didn’t know that my affections went in the opposite direction. But now that you know,” Kane pushed him against the wall, “you have nothing to worry about.” He leaned in and took Heath’s lips in a hungry kiss. “Why don’t you go to your chambers and undress? I’ll join you shortly.”
All the blood rushed to Heath’s groin, his cock already eager to be free. Once he closed the door, Heath made quick work of removing his clothes and got into bed. He was about to pull the covers, but thought against it. Instead, he grabbed his cock, leisurely stroking his rod while he thought of the sinful things they were about to share.
A few minutes later, Kane entered. He froze when he saw Heath fondling himself. Then a wicked glint twinkled in Kane’s eyes as he undid the knot of his dressing gown to show that he too was naked, his shaft ramrod straight.
“I wanted to get this.” Kane held up a small jar. A devilish glint was in his eyes.
Heath knew it was probably similar to the lubricant they had used at the brothel.
A few quick strides and Kane joined him on the bed. Heath’s heart soared at the first brush of their lips together again. He opened his mouth, eager to take Kane inside him anyway he could. Their tongues and teeth dueled, playing and nipping until they were breathless. Kane grabbed Heath’s hair and gently pulled, exposing his neck to lay gentle pecks until Kane came to an erect nipple. He took the pink tip into his mouth, sucking one while he squeezed the other.
The bite sent shock waves of need straight to Heath’s nether regions. Was that moisture he felt? Christ, he was going to come without Kane even touching him otherwise. With slow sensual motions, Kane circled his tongue around one nipple then the other before making his way down to the grand prize.
With one motion, he took all of Heath into his mouth. Heath grabbed the sheets, afraid he would come completely off the bed from the erotic thrill. Kane didn’t waste any time, pumping his hand and mouth in time, making Heath frantic. His groans of pleasure were the only sound in the room besides the sucking noises from Kane’s mouth.
“Don’t be greedy. I want a turn.” Heath said between gasps of air.
“Don’t you want me to fuck that pretty ass of yours?”
“Yes, but first I want a taste of you. Please, Kane.”
Kane lifted his head, then crawled up Heath’s body to plant another kiss on his lips before laying on his back. He put his hands behind his hand, his cock in the air, waiting.
Heath pushed himself down until his head was between Kane’s legs. He spread Kane’s legs apart to position himself better. First, he planted kisses on Kane’s thigh, near his knee, then worked his way up. Every now and then, Heath gave a playful bite. Each time Kane moaned or whispered encouragement, Heath grew bolder in his exploration. It was exhilarating to know his touch could drive Kane mad with lust.
He loved exploring Kane’s body; to caress and taste to his heart’s content. Heath glided his rough, calloused hands over Kane’s skin, memorizing every curve and dip. The longer he lingered, the tighter Kane’s muscles wound in anticipation.
“You don’t mind if I take my time, do you?” Heath asked, just before he circled his tongue around Kane’s stomach.
“Do as you please,” Kane answered. “I’m at your mercy.”
Heath arched a brow. If that was the case, then perhaps he would tarry a little longer before taking his prize. He got up on his knees, towering over Kane, whose eyes widened, uncertain of what Heath had planned.
Tiny beads of sweat dotted Kane’s forehead as he waited. It was empowering to be in control. For the first time in his life, Heath felt like he was the master of his destiny. And his destiny was Kane. With that thought in his mind, he lowered himself onto Kane, taking his lips. The kiss was hard, then soft, as their mouths did their familiar dance. Heath lost track of how many times he kissed Kane. By then, his cock was painfully erect, ready to explode at a moment’s notice.
The time for playing was over. Now he would take what he’d been longing to have. As he got closer to Kane’s groin, Heath could smell the sensual musk of arousal and sweat. Once settled between Kane’s thighs, Heath ran his tongue up the side of Kane’s shaft. A drop of cum dripped from the tip. Heath took the moisture onto his fingers, rubbing it together than finding Kane’s puckered entrance and putting a moist finger inside.
“Oh, Christ,” Kane moaned as his hips came up to meet him.
Heath had never done this before, but found himself emboldened when he was with this magnificent man. He knew Kane would let him do as he pleased. With long, slow strokes, Heath withdrew his finger, then plunged in again, enjoying the tight muscles squeezing his fingers. Then Heath took Kane’s cock into his mouth at the same time. The salty taste of cum tickled his tongue. Heath relaxed his mouth, taking Kane’s entire length until the tip nearly tickled the back of his throat. Now another finger. Kane’s groans were music to his ears.
With his tongue, Heath outlined the veins of Kane’s manhood, memorizing each spot that made his lover jerk or cry out. This was heaven. Heath had nothing on his mind but fulfilling his desire to be with Kane. Soon he was plunging three fingers into Kane as he greedily sucked until he could hardly breathe. The powerful, raw hunger he had for Kane, unnerved Heath, but he was powerless to resist the passion that burned between them.
“I need to be inside you,” Kane shouted as he stilled Heath’s motion.
Heath removed his mouth, but he knew the taste would linger. “What do you want me to do?”
“Lie on your back again.”
Heath did as instructed and watched as Kane pulled him down until his bottom was on the edge of the bed. Kane stood between his legs. He had the jar of ointment and spread the white concoction on his cock and swirled it around Heath’s entrance. Even that made Heath almost come undone. Kane was about to insert a finger when Heath stopped him.
“No, I want your cock. All of it.”
Something changed in Kane’s expression. His eyes glossed over and his grip tightened on Heath’s thighs as he plundered in until he was firmly seated inside. Heath let out a cry, half pleasure, half pain. It was a glorious mixture, one he wouldn’t change for anything in the world.
Kane took his legs, putting them in the air so he could plunder Heath’s hidden trove.