instantly jerked again, but this time a hoarse shout followed. He punched his hips upward, hungry for more of this man’s suddenly seductive mouth. Jesus God . Noah slipped further into this wonderful yet terrible fantasy, and he silently willed this innocent person to understand his recently unearthed desires. Please help me come .
More insane, powerful suction surrounded Noah’s cock, and gentle pressure kept his balls on the edge of exploding. The man seemed to have no gag reflex, and his pretty eyes encouraged Noah to let go of his inhibitions. Please. No. Slipping under the tide, Noah buried his fingers in that luscious dark hair, held the guy in place, and began to drive his cock up into that welcoming mouth again and again and again, fucking the man well past his throat. The sight of those full lips wrapped around his dick pushed at Noah’s sanity equally as much as the feel of that tongue and mouth licking and sucking every nerve ending in Noah’s shaft did. Then that ocean gaze locked on Noah, held him prisoner, and invited Noah inside his world as well as his mouth. Noah cried out as he flew headfirst into an unknown abyss at rocket speed.
Noah arced his entire body, shoved his cock straight down the throat of the first honest home he’d ever known, and whispered gutturally, “Zane … Oh Christ, Zane … Zane…” and rode the wave of the sharpest orgasm he’d ever experienced, spewing seed with a vengeance. “Zane, please…” Noah lost himself completely in the younger man’s sincere eyes and sexy mouth, and he cried, “Zane, Zane,” repeatedly, with every spurt of semen he had to give.
For long minutes afterward, Noah stared down between his legs and just grinned at the guy smiling back at him, sharing in the glow of an experience more real and honest than any in his life. Zane. Noah could have run his fingers through the younger man’s hair forever, but just then two other shared cries of delight filled the room and slammed Noah back into reality. In a flash, the image of Zane kneeling between Noah’s legs disappeared. Noah looked up just in time to see the dark-haired man in the adult film, his legs parted and up against his chest, spray cum all over his stomach as the other guy pounded away in his ass, clearly in the throes of his orgasm too. Noah grimaced. When the two men lovingly kissed before the scene ended, Noah wanted to throw up.
You can’t have Zane. Stop pretending like you can. Those two guys in the movie might only be fucking each other because they were being paid to, but what they’d done together in that scene was more real than what Noah had experienced on his living room couch. And it was for damn sure more a reality than anything Noah could ever share with the real, flesh and blood Zane Halliday.
Disgusted with himself, Noah turned off the TV. He couldn’t bear to watch another scene with two men fucking as if they loved every second of the encounter. Deep down Noah feared that no matter how much he ached for a man, he would never find someone he could equally love, desire, and respect, who would feel the same about him. Especially when he kept thinking about a young man who was not gay and could never be his.
Noah went to take a shower, determined to imagine a certain redhead with a very nice body—a man who seemed to find Noah interesting. In a way Noah hadn’t been able to do in years, he stroked his shaft a half dozen times, immediately grew hard again, and coated his shower wall with ejaculate as he came a second time in minutes.
It was not Ram consuming Noah’s thoughts and heart as he lost it, though. Once again, it was Zane.
Fuck. Noah punched the shower wall. The impact didn’t batter his knuckles enough to make him understand the unhealthy ramifications of his desires, so he did it again. And again.
Only when his hand was bleeding did Noah relent.
Chapter 4
Four days later, as Noah pulled his truck to a stop in front of his old house he tried to keep
More insane, powerful suction surrounded Noah’s cock, and gentle pressure kept his balls on the edge of exploding. The man seemed to have no gag reflex, and his pretty eyes encouraged Noah to let go of his inhibitions. Please. No. Slipping under the tide, Noah buried his fingers in that luscious dark hair, held the guy in place, and began to drive his cock up into that welcoming mouth again and again and again, fucking the man well past his throat. The sight of those full lips wrapped around his dick pushed at Noah’s sanity equally as much as the feel of that tongue and mouth licking and sucking every nerve ending in Noah’s shaft did. Then that ocean gaze locked on Noah, held him prisoner, and invited Noah inside his world as well as his mouth. Noah cried out as he flew headfirst into an unknown abyss at rocket speed.
Noah arced his entire body, shoved his cock straight down the throat of the first honest home he’d ever known, and whispered gutturally, “Zane … Oh Christ, Zane … Zane…” and rode the wave of the sharpest orgasm he’d ever experienced, spewing seed with a vengeance. “Zane, please…” Noah lost himself completely in the younger man’s sincere eyes and sexy mouth, and he cried, “Zane, Zane,” repeatedly, with every spurt of semen he had to give.
For long minutes afterward, Noah stared down between his legs and just grinned at the guy smiling back at him, sharing in the glow of an experience more real and honest than any in his life. Zane. Noah could have run his fingers through the younger man’s hair forever, but just then two other shared cries of delight filled the room and slammed Noah back into reality. In a flash, the image of Zane kneeling between Noah’s legs disappeared. Noah looked up just in time to see the dark-haired man in the adult film, his legs parted and up against his chest, spray cum all over his stomach as the other guy pounded away in his ass, clearly in the throes of his orgasm too. Noah grimaced. When the two men lovingly kissed before the scene ended, Noah wanted to throw up.
You can’t have Zane. Stop pretending like you can. Those two guys in the movie might only be fucking each other because they were being paid to, but what they’d done together in that scene was more real than what Noah had experienced on his living room couch. And it was for damn sure more a reality than anything Noah could ever share with the real, flesh and blood Zane Halliday.
Disgusted with himself, Noah turned off the TV. He couldn’t bear to watch another scene with two men fucking as if they loved every second of the encounter. Deep down Noah feared that no matter how much he ached for a man, he would never find someone he could equally love, desire, and respect, who would feel the same about him. Especially when he kept thinking about a young man who was not gay and could never be his.
Noah went to take a shower, determined to imagine a certain redhead with a very nice body—a man who seemed to find Noah interesting. In a way Noah hadn’t been able to do in years, he stroked his shaft a half dozen times, immediately grew hard again, and coated his shower wall with ejaculate as he came a second time in minutes.
It was not Ram consuming Noah’s thoughts and heart as he lost it, though. Once again, it was Zane.
Fuck. Noah punched the shower wall. The impact didn’t batter his knuckles enough to make him understand the unhealthy ramifications of his desires, so he did it again. And again.
Only when his hand was bleeding did Noah relent.
Chapter 4
Four days later, as Noah pulled his truck to a stop in front of his old house he tried to keep
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