Chapter 307: Unrestrained Hunger
Rhys
I moaned like a fucking desperate animal directly into the slick, heavy, pulsing heat of Kayden’s mouth, my thighs twisting and shaking uncontrollably as a massive, overwhelming surge of my thick pheromones flooded the entire bedroom air in a heavy, intoxicating cloud.
The filthy intensity of being locked in that raw 69 position was completely dizzying and mind-breaking.
While my mouth was buried around Kayden’s cock, Kayden was simultaneously taking every single throbbing inch of my own massive length into his hot, wet mouth at the exact same time.
The mutual, slippery friction and suction was agonizingly perfect, driving me out of my goddamn mind with crazy need.
I bobbed my head frantically, burying my face completely into his lap like a man possessed, sucking and pulling at his cock with a desperate, heavy, sloppy rhythm, as if I had been utterly starving for even a single taste of his precum for months on end.
While my mouth stayed relentlessly around his thick, leaking cock, my fingers slid down to find his dripping, needy cunt. His hole was already gushing and completely soaked through with sweet, fragrant slick, practically weeping for me.
I carefully but firmly pressed one thick finger deep inside his hole, feeling him immediately shudder hard and clamp down greedily around the intrusion like he never wanted to let go.
When I pushed a second thick finger right past that tight, resisting ring of muscle, stretching him open, Kayden’s mouth tore away from my cock with a sharp, loud, echoing moan that went straight to my balls.
I didn’t give him even a second to adjust or breathe. I began thrusting my fingers deep and fast into his cunt, the filthy friction of his natural slick mixing with the leftover water from the bath creating an obscenely loud, wet, heavy squelching sound that echoed shamelessly through the quiet room as I systematically stretched and opened his tight little cunt wider and wider.
I could feel his hot, panting breath ghosting and burning against my bare stomach as he let out a loud, breathless, broken cry. I curved my fingers viciously, scissoring them inward with brutal intent to strike that deep, sensitive prostate I knew he fucking loved more than anything.
Over and over again, I hooked and hammered my fingers relentlessly against that swollen internal ridge inside his hole, making him squirm and thrash violently against the mattress, his legs curling tightly around my shoulders as his entire body went loose and slutty from the overwhelming pleasure.
Recognizing he was more than ready and dripping for me, I slid out of his mouth with a wet pop and gripped him firmly by the waist with both hands. I lifted his lower half effortlessly, flipping him over so his soaked, twitching hole was positioned right over my hungry face.
Keeping his absolute safety and the baby’s protection at the front of my mind, I reached blindly for a plush pillow, sliding it directly under his hips and stomach to cushion his weight completely and protect our child from any unnecessary pressure or strain.
Once he was perfectly angled and supported, I leaned in like a starving beast and began to devour him.
I pressed my mouth flat and hungry against his dripping entrance, sucking hard on the wet, puffy rim of his hole before driving my tongue as deep inside his cunt as it would go. I used thick, unyielding, forceful licking motions, mimicking the steady, powerful thrusts of a fat cock, lapping and fucking his hole with my tongue while drinking down every gush of slick that kept pouring out of him in waves.
"Rh... Rhys!" he cried out desperately, his voice cracking and breaking as he gripped the headboard for dear life.
Hearing those breathless, shattered moans only sent violent, electric sparks of pure lust running straight through my spine and straight to my aching cock.
It drove me completely fucking insane with need. I sucked even harder on his cunt, my tongue swirling and thrusting deep inside his sloppy hole until he was stretched completely open in front of me. It flushed a deep, obscene crimson, trembling violently, and dripping an endless flood of wetness all over my jaw, chin, and neck.
Slowly, I rose up from the bed, the heavy, throbbing ache in my lower half becoming entirely unbearable and painful. I turned him over onto his back with care, carefully wrapping my strong arms under his knees to lift his legs high.
I positioned his thighs securely around my waist, moving with protective caution to ensure his rounded stomach remained entirely free from any pressure.
"I am going to enter you now, baby," I rasped out, my voice thick with a heavy feral edge as I leaned down over him possessively. "Tell me the exact millisecond you feel even the slightest discomfort, alright? I mean it."
Kayden nodded breathlessly, his eyes glazed over with pure lust as he threw his arms tightly around my neck.
I lined the heavy, leaking head of my thick cock against his pulsing, greedy entrance, and with one slow powerful push, I buried myself to the hilt inside him.
"Ah... fuck, Rhys!" Kayden’s head violently snapped backward into the crook of my neck, a filthy, uncharacteristic curse ripping from his throat as his tight, scorching walls instantly clamped down around my cock squeezing me relentlessly.
I stayed completely still for a second letting him stretch and adjust fully around my considerable width and girth, before I began to thrust. I kept it slow and deep at first, pulling out almost to the very tip before sinking all the way back in with deliberate force, widening his tight hole around me.
Once I felt him soften and open up completely to the stretch, I violently quickened the pace. I locked my hands securely around his hips in a bruising grip, using the hold to pull his waist up hard against every powerful downward drive of my pelvis, pounding into his cunt with a rhythmic, heavy, relentless force that shook the bed.
Kayden’s loud, unrestrained, broken moans tore through the walls of the bedroom like music.
A dark sense of deep satisfaction flared hot in my chest. I was incredibly glad Raymond had gone out with his friends tonight, because our room wasn’t anywhere near soundproofed enough to hide the absolute filthy, nasty sounds of what we were doing to each other.
I responded to his desperate cries with a low, deep, animalistic grunt, driving in with full, heavy, punishing strokes that filled him entirely to the brim.
With every deep, claiming plunge, I could feel the swollen head of my cock bottoming out against the very depths near his womb, but I kept a strict control over my pacing and strength, making sure the blunt impact never risked hurting the baby even for a moment.
"Are you alright, Kayden?" I panted harshly, leaning down until our chests were entirely flush together, the burning heat radiating between our sweat-slicked skin almost suffocating in its intensity.
"Ye... yes, Rhys. I’m perfect... please, don’t stop," he gasped out between broken, needy pants and whimpers.
That was all the permission I needed.
I drove into his hole even harder and deeper, but after a few intense minutes of the relentless, pounding pace, Kayden’s eyes suddenly darkened with a fierce, aggressive hunger of his own. He planted his palms firmly against my chest and forcefully rolled us over with surprising strength, shifting me onto my back beneath him.
He took complete, dominant charge, straddling my hips like he owned me and planting his hands on my chest as he began to ride my cock with wild abandon. His head rolled completely back, throat fully exposed and bared as he moved up and down my entire length like a man on an absolute, cock-drunk mission. He was just as starved and desperate for this connection as I had been, and watching the pleasure wash over his flushed face as he took exactly what he wanted from me was the most intoxicating, addictive thing I had ever witnessed in my life.
Eventually, the angle became too shallow for the heavy, grinding friction I was craving so badly.
I gripped his waist mid-stride with both hands, turning us yet again to place him gently but firmly back against the mattress. I adjusted the pillow securely beneath his lower back for extra support, then threw his legs high over my shoulders, pinning him down helplessly before driving into him with everything I had, my hips snapping forward mercilessly.
I hit his sweet spot with brutal, dead-on accuracy on every single thrust.