Tonight I’m sharing a very sexy, hot excerpt from one of the M/M scenes in The Persecution of the Wolves. I hope you enjoy it!
“Fuuuck!” he said, leaning in to get a closer look. “You’re pierced.”
Nathaniel’s grin was wide, wicked. “Yeah. Got a problem with that?”
“Christ, no. I’ve never seen one in real life before. It’s fucking hot.” With his free hand he reached for his own cock, giving it a couple of pumps just to relieve a little pressure. Then, having gazed at the silver bar that decorated the tip of Nathaniel’s dick for long enough, he lowered his head to see how it tasted.
Sticking out his tongue, he ran it over the metal, surprised that it was warm. Not as warm as Nathaniel’s skin, but not cold as he’d expected. A thrill ran through him as he realized that not only was he about to suck the cock of the most gorgeous man he’d ever met, but that he was experiencing something totally new—a rarity in someone his age. The slight taste of the metal was quickly overshadowed by the slick of precum that hit his taste buds, then the musk of Nathaniel’s skin. The combination made his mouth water and he immediately sank farther down the other man’s shaft, closing his lips around it, ready to create some suction.
A glance up the bed told him that although Nathaniel had appeared very laid back, almost cocky, when Isaac had said he was going for “a closer look”, now his hands were no longer behind his head—they were gripping the duvet. His expression was priceless—Isaac hadn’t even really gotten going yet and Nathaniel’s jaw was slack, his eyes glazed over. Huh. Maybe it had been a while for him, too.
He felt the other man’s entire body tense up as he swallowed as much of his cock as possible, then began sucking in earnest, making sure he allowed plenty of saliva to lubricate proceedings. The wetter the better, in his opinion.
Placing his hands on the insides of Nathaniel’s thighs, he pushed them as far apart as they would go, then trailed one hand down to play with the other man’s balls. They were shaven completely smooth, and he gently rolled and tugged at the sac, figuring out what really got Nathaniel going. Everything, it seemed. Every touch elicited another moan from those sinful lips, another blasphemy. He was so hot, so responsive, that Isaac felt just as horny from doing the pleasuring as he would have from being pleasured.
Bobbing his head up and down faster on Nathaniel’s cock, he took advantage of the saliva that had dribbled down into the other man’s crack and slicked it across his perineum, smiling around his shaft as it jerked deeper into his mouth. Then he ventured farther back, seeking the crinkled skin that was Nathaniel’s arsehole. Once he got there, he circled it with his finger, over and over, both stimulating and lubricating the area. Creeping his finger forward again, he gathered more wetness and repeated his action, only this time, when he felt the other man was ready, he pushed the very tip of his finger inside the tight hole.
A strangled yelp came from Nathaniel and Isaac smiled again, continuing to suck his cock as he slowly penetrated his arse. It didn’t take long to relax, and soon Isaac was knuckle-deep and wishing desperately that he could replace his finger with his cock and pound that tight hole until he came like an express train. Instead, he concentrated on pleasuring Nathaniel, pressing his finger against his prostate gland and pulling harder on his shaft.
Apparently, he was doing a damn good job, as Nathaniel’s grunting moans morphed into an almost continuous sound. His body jerked and bowed, and after letting out a string of swear words, he stiffened and fell silent for a second—then jet after jet of warm spunk coated Isaac’s tongue. He drank it down greedily, continuing to pump Nathaniel’s prostate as he swallowed his cum, drawing out his orgasm, wringing every ounce of pleasure from his beautiful body. Finally, Nathaniel sagged onto the mattress, panting.
Easing his finger from his lover’s bottom, Isaac licked up every last drop of man-juice before crawling up the bed and pulling Nathaniel into his arms, cradling his head and planting a heartfelt kiss on his lips.
Nathaniel cracked his eyes open and gave a lazy smile. “That was…amazing. Just amazing.” He paused. “You don’t have to stop, you know. I know you need to come too. Get rubbered and lubed up and fuck my arse if you like. I know I’d like.” He winked.
“It’s okay,” he said gently, “just give it a few minutes. I want to fuck you, very badly, but I want to make sure you’re fully ready, fully in the moment. You were so damn responsive just now, and I don’t want to miss out on that when my cock’s deep inside your tight little arse.”
Nathaniel made a noise that was not unlike a purr. “God, you’re so perfect. I really like the sound of that. Then afterward, we can go again in reverse. I’d love to have your cock inside my mouth, my cock inside your arse.”
Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller) and Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller). Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 140 publications to her name. She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter and Facebook. You can also subscribe to her monthly newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9