Rupert felt overwhelmed. Pike’s mouth was eating at his so aggressively that he felt like he was being devoured whole. He moaned helplessly as Pike’s body pressed against his. Hands buried themselves in the t-shirt he was wearing and bunched up, holding him in place while Pike continued to take his mouth in the most devastating kiss he’d ever received in his life.
He panted wildly when Pike finally pulled away. The dark eyes were gleaming with a light that made him tremble. “Rupert,” Pike snarled softly, his nostrils flaring, “I shouldn’t have done that.”
“W-Why not?” he asked hoarsely.
“Because now I want to fuck you,” Pike ground out, making his stomach muscles clench and his groin tighten. “I’ve gotta fuck something,” Pike continued, his hands opening and closing.
Rupert realized that it had, indeed, been a mistake to ask Pike to kiss him. The adrenaline from the fights was still rushing through Pike’s veins, and he knew how closely lust and violence were associated. Kissing him had brought Pike to the boiling point, to that edge he would have been on when he’d fought all of those other men. He cleared his throat. “Will you be all right?” he husked.
Pike’s head swung toward him. His lips lifted slightly off his teeth, baring them. “Yeah. But I don’t know that I won’t find somebody else to fuck, Rupert. I can’t promise you that right now.”
He took in a shuddering breath. He didn’t want Pike to go out and have sex with someone else, but he also knew that Pike might not be able to stop himself when he was like this. But… “I think there’s something I can do to help,” he said.
Pike laughed sharply, more a growl than a laugh. “How?” he sneered. He swung away, his shoulders tight under his black t-shirt. “Are you telling me that you’ll let me fuck you?”
“No, not yet,” Rupert replied calmly.
Pike snorted. “That’s what I thought,” he said, stepping toward the door. “Then I’ve gotta go. If I stay, I might do something that I shouldn’t.”
Rupert felt a surge of emotions inside of himself at Pike’s consideration for him, even when he was like this. But he still moved swiftly in front of Pike, blocking his access to the door. “Don’t go,” he said.
“Get out of my way, Rupert,” Pike said softly, his black eyes blazing.
“No,” he replied, refusing to move. A tic started in Pike’s cheek, and his shoulders hunched visibly under the t-shirt.
Before Pike could do anything that he’d regret later, Rupert fell to his knees. Pike was so startled that he just stood there, and Rupert reached out for the buckle of the belt on his jeans. “What are you doing?” he heard Pike ask over his head after a moment’s startled silence.
“What I can to help you out,” Rupert replied calmly, undoing the buckle and starting on the snap and zipper.
Pike didn’t move. He seemed to be afraid that if he did, Rupert would stop what he was doing. “I told you I was a virgin, and that’s true,” Rupert continued as he began to ease the zipper down, “But I still satisfied my boyfriend. Or at least I thought I was satisfying him, anyway,” he went on dryly. “I didn’t know that he was still sleeping around even though I was giving him oral sex all the time.”
His eyes lifted to meet Pike’s dark, hot stare. “I don’t mind doing this,” he said as he pulled the diamond-hard cock he found in the front of the jeans out into the open air. He wasn’t shocked to find that Pike was going commando. He licked his lips a little over the rather stubby but thick, heavy organ in his hands. His boyfriend hadn’t been this thick, not by a long shot. Hopefully he’d be able to take it in. “I know you need it,” he added, just before he bent his head and ran his tongue lightly over the slit in the tip.
Pike groaned softly, rocking his hips forward. Rupert lapped at the helmet, gathering up the precum weeping from the slit. It tasted salty but sweet, a lovely flavor. His hand lifted the shaft, and he traced a path down it toward the low-hanging set of balls. Pike made a low sound. “Suck it,” he ground out. “Suck it, Rupert.”
The command in his voice excited Rupert almost unbearably. He pulled back and opened his mouth, swallowing in the back of his throat as he eased Pike’s cock inside. Hands tangled in the hair atop his head, and he almost choked as the inevitable strength in them pulled him forward. He breathed through his nose as the thick length slid into his throat. “Yeah,” Pike husked. “Fuck, yeah.”
He let go of Rupert’s hair enough that he could pull his head back a bit and breathe. But then he was tugging him forward again, making him bury the length of cock in his mouth all the way down his throat over and over again. He might have been scared, but even now Pike was careful not to let him choke and to pull back when he needed to breathe. Together they found a rhythm, and Rupert relaxed and let Pike fuck his throat. It excited him that Pike was just using him as a mouth to fuck, although normally that might have upset him. He knew that Pike needed this, so he flattened his tongue and let Pike saw in-and-out of his mouth in a harsh, quick rhythm.
Rupert’s hands caught at Pike’s hips, holding on for dear life as Pike took his pleasure from his mouth. Drool ran out the sides because it was stuffed full of Pike’s cock, and there was no room for it to go anywhere. “Rupert,” Pike hissed. “Fuck, that’s good. Yeah, open up for me, baby.”
Rupert did. Pike’s hips were bucking harder, now, as he drove himself toward completion. Rupert freed one hand and slid it up Pike’s thigh, finding one of his balls. He cupped and squeezed it in his hand, and Pike cried out savagely as he pushed in hard one last time. With his cock buried in Rupert’s throat, he began to come. His semen slid down Rupert’s throat and pooled in his stomach, and just when he thought he might begin to choke Pike pulled himself free at last. The tip of his cock rested on Rupert’s tongue, and he laved at it briefly to get the last few traces of fluid.
Pike was gasping a little. One of his hands petted Rupert’s hair. “Damn,” he muttered. “That was good. Thanks, Rupert.”
He nodded, since it would have been hard to speak at the moment. His throat hurt. Pike pulled his softening cock out of Rupert’s mouth, tucking it back into his jeans. Most of that hot light had left his black eyes. But an evil gleam took its place, and he suddenly pulled Rupert to his feet and began to push him toward the couch. He started to croak a protest, but Pike directed a look at him that made him shut up. He found himself pushed down onto the couch, and Pike knelt down in front of him. “It’s only fair to give as good as I got,” he remarked.
Rupert found that he didn’t have the energy to protest. Besides, he was so worked up after the blow job he’d just given Pike that he could barely stand it. Even if Pike had selfishly left right afterward, he still would have jerked off immediately. But instead, his shorts were being yanked off his legs along with his underwear, and Pike’s mohawk entered his line of vision as he bent his head and sucked Rupert’s cock into his hot, wet mouth.
Rupert moaned loudly, lifting his hips. Oh, God, Pike was so skilled at this! What he was doing with his tongue should be illegal! Pike’s strong hands held his hips in place as he continued to suck and lick at the length of Rupert’s cock, bobbing his head expertly and with zeal. His legs trembled as he shuddered helplessly, caught up in the amazing pleasure that Pike was making him feel. He’d never gotten a blow job as good as this one before! Pike’s tongue was rubbing just under the head, finding that sensitive spot that made him feel like he might come at any moment. And then one of his hands left Rupert’s hip and slid down between his legs, finding his perineum and pressing on it to stimulate his prostate from the outside.
Rupert cried out hoarsely, bucking, as he began to shoot into Pike’s warm mouth. And he was still sucking, as though he was trying to force every drop of semen out of Rupert’s balls! “Uh, uh!” he wailed, shaking as his orgasm ripped through him. “Pike!”
Pike lazily licked at the tip of his shuddering cock, his black eyes agleam. “Not quite as good as fucking, but pretty close,” he purred. “Right, Rupert?”
He nodded, unable to speak. Pike chuckled and rose lithely to his feet. “Where’s your kitchen?” he asked.
Surprised, he pointed at the archway leading into his kitchen. Pike strolled off in that direction, then returned very shortly with a glass full of water. He handed this to Rupert, who was finally recovering. “Drink that,” he commented.
He gulped the water down, feeling it soothe his still rather tender throat. Pike nodded in satisfaction, sitting down next to Rupert on the couch. He reached out to put his arm around Rupert’s waist and pull him closer. “You did great, Rupert,” he said, turning his head to lightly kiss him on the mouth. “I needed that really bad.”
“I…didn’t mind,” he said, his voice still a little hoarse but getting better already. “I like you, Pike. I don’t want you to have sex with anybody else.”
Pike looked pleased. “So you like me, huh?”
Rupert nodded. “That’s good. But I have a question. Was that a one-time emergency thing, or will you do that for me again while I’m waiting for you to be ready to have sex with me?” his voice was quasi-innocent, but the look in his eyes wasn’t.
Rupert snorted. “I guess it doesn’t have to be a one-time emergency thing,” he said. “I know what guys are like. You’ve already gone more than a week without sex. I can’t expect more than that from you.”
Pike grinned whitely. “Yes, you wouldn’t want me to suffer,” he remarked. “Because you like me, right?”
Rupert eyed him. “I can see that I’m going to have to be more careful what I say to you from now on,” he commented dryly.
Pike nodded. “Might be a good idea,” he replied with a wicked twinkle in his eyes. “Because I’ll probably take advantage of you if I can. I admit it,” he kissed Rupert just then, cutting off anything that he might have said in reply. But as he opened his mouth to admit Pike’s questing tongue, Rupert decided that nothing he might have said was that important, anyway…
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