Page 35 of The Scouts

Lochan took a noisy inhale through his nose, allowing his eyelids to droop. His head thudded back against the board. He rolled it to the side to grant me better access. If that wasn’t good enough proof of him catching up to my excitement, palming the rigid bulge protruding in his trousers clarified the matter.

I cupped his chin with my other hand and with a rough jerk, forced him to look at me. “Clean, are you?” I murmured. “What would you say if I had a mind to mess you up?”

“Mhm,” was all he managed before I invaded his mouth.

Mindful of being close to the precipice already, I didn’t dare indulge in that wet heat for long. A few flicks of our tongues almost had me going over.

During the kiss, which left us both winded, he looped his arms around my neck. I loved when he did that.

I pulled the ties at his waist, dived in and wrapped my fingers around his veiny length. “I have a bone to pick with you,” I said.

He gave a soft moan. “I’d rather you picked my boner.”

I strangled a snort and applied a firmer squeeze, half to discipline him, half to make him refocus. That correction drew a hiss out of him—a sound I found very pleasing.

“I’m starving and you’ve made me wait,” I whispered into his ear and nuzzled the peachy lobe. I couldn’t resist and applied a little bite to its firm shell, just to emphasise my point. “And now, you’re giving me an appetite for something else entirely. I reckon you should make it up to me, don’t you?”

He grunted his agreement, kneading the back of my head.

I was done joking about. My balls drew up, tight and heavy. Stroking Lochan’s cock with my left hand, I inserted my right one into the back of his trousers to palm his round arse. The manoeuvre stretched the fabric wide enough so that it got past his hips and dropped to the floor, pooling around his ankles. No longer constricted, I let my finger slide farther down his crevice, playing around his opening just to tease him. But then, having slipped inside a tad, I stilled with shock.

Merciful lords in the high heavens.

At the unmistakable feel of oil slicking that narrow passage around my fingertip, the understanding hit. He’d made himself ready for me at the bathhouse, clearly planning on seducing me into fucking him.

Initially, I’d intended to have him give us a rough jerk-off while standing and telling him to be quick about it. This development, however, altered my plans.

“Would that do?” he rasped, likely sensing I’d been rendered speechless.

Unable to refuse myself a glance at his face, I drew back a little.

As I expected, he sported that partly innocent, partly depraved look I fell for every time—glassy eyes, flared nostrils and a parted, reddened mouth. That on its own would’ve been enough to drive me frantic, never mind the rest of it.

I grabbed the ends of his towel and yanked him towards me for another kiss. “Is it what you want?” I asked after we separated.

A nod.

“And using words?” I pushed, undaunted by the icy glower that earned me. “Well?”

He visibly swallowed and I leant forward, eager not to miss a peep.

“Fuck me, Ervyn. Please.”

And with that, my choices boiled down to entering him right then or blowing my load in my leathers.

I snatched the towel off his shoulders and threw it to the floor. For whatever reason, I enjoyed having him naked in front of me while remaining fully dressed.

He allowed me to shove him around until I was satisfied with him ending up facing the door frame.

“Hands on the board in front of you, mu’hrōnye.”

I watched him do it, admiring the shift in his back muscle and a couple of faint marks I’d left on his skin while playing with hot wax the other day. They were still pinkish and easy to spot—delicious.

He let his waist sink while lifting his rear higher, his spine displayed in an enticing curve for me.

“Good.” I ran my thumb down his vertebrae. “Very good. If you can’t come before me, you’ll be waiting till tomorrow for another chance, you understand? No warning.” I sneaked my hand around to give his cock a teasing pull. “Up for a race?”

He grunted but didn’t move.