(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 300

Chapter 300: Can we both be good boys?

(m) Chapter 300: Can we both be good boys?

(m) “Is this okay?” Kellen asked, his breath coming in pants in the small space Rhys had created between their bodies.

Kellen, due to his injury, couldn’t wrap his legs around Rhys like the last time they had done this.  Rhys was prepared, of course, and had several ideas that they could try so that Kellen wouldn’t injure himself and so that their actions wouldn’t be obvious to their Healer friend.

The one the two had settled on was what Kellen thought might be…a classic?  Kellen was pressed against the far wall of the closet, next to the hamper.

Rhys caged him in, and the two men had their cocks out for easy access.

Rhys was the one who bent slightly, their cocks pumping against each other in the small space that the slight arch created.

Kellen wouldn’t lie and say the fact that it also brought attention to his abs didn’t distract him.  He really, really liked that Rhys was invested in working out as well.  Rhys ran his thumb over the head of Kellen’s cock and Kellen sucked in slightly.

Rhys grinned, staring at Kellen’s face.  “This is perfect, Kellen.

God, you’re so fucking hard right now.

You really wanted this, didn’t you?” Kellen felt his face heat and he swallowed, reaching for Rhys’ cock and mimicked his movements.

Rhys let out a soft moan and Kellen felt his heart beat race in his chest.  “I’ve had my mind in the gutter since you touched me in the car.” Kellen admitted and Rhys groaned more, leaning in closer.  “Let me kiss you.

I want those lips on mine.” Rhys begged and Kellen extended himself, meeting Rhys’ lips in a crash of desperation.

Lips and teeth and tongues melded together as Rhys wrapped his hands around both of their cocks, and Kellen desperately did the same.

Rhys kissed Kellen like a man trying to devour him.

Caging him in, pushing him further against the wall until Kellen felt surrounded by the other man.  Kellen loved it.  He didn’t realise that he’d like this kind of thing, but being pinned, unable to move as Rhys kissed and touched him the way that he wanted to?

That got something stirring inside of Kellen that he felt Rhys was the only one who would be able to activate.

The way Rhys kept rubbing his thumb over Kellen’s slit every time he came to the heads of their cocks had Kellen’s hips pushing towards him, and Rhys loved it.  Kellen didn’t need to ask, it was clear in the small touches.

The way his kisses grew a little more desperate, his weight felt a little heavier against him, and he slowed the motion down, getting his nail involved.

Kellen let out a moan, and Rhys swallowed it up.

He pulled away from Kellen’s lips, his eyes golden, and a smile on his lips.  “You need to be quiet, Kellen.

We don’t want the others to know.” Rhys scolded and Kellen panted, feeling needy and dazed.

Rhys kept moving their hands in steady, smooth motions and Kellen bent, pressing his forehead against his shoulder.  “It just feels so good.

I can’t…I can’t think.” Kellen mumbled and felt Rhys shudder.

His whole body shook as Kellen rubbed his forehead against his shoulder, his free hand gripping onto Rhys’ arm.

It was too much.

Kellen had wanted it so bad that having his hands on him felt like too much.

“I’m sorry.

I’m already so close.

I-” “Sh.” Rhys murmured, pressing soft kisses against Kellen’s exposed face and neck.

“No need to apologise sweetheart.

You can cum whenever you want.

I’m never going to punish you for getting off by my hand and touch.” Rhys’ voice was gentle, deep, and stirred up Kellen even more.  Clenching his jaw, Kellen glanced up at him, his gaze desperate.  “I want to kiss you while I cum.

I think I…I might be loud.” Kellen told him and watched as Rhys’ eyes deepened.  “Fuck, you’re so sexy.” Rhys told him.

“Come here.

I’ll swallow every last sound you make.” Kellen raised his head off of his shoulder, meeting Rhys’ lips again.

Rhys pressed in, his tongue demanding and forceful in Kellen’s mouth.

Kellen couldn’t catch his breath, especially when Rhys sped up their hands.

He stopped playing with the tip of Kellen’s cock and instead focused on speed and grip.  Kellen’s knees felt weak as the man devoured him exactly the way that Kellen wanted.

His grip was tight on Rhys’ arm, using him to cling to a small fragment of reality as he whimpered into the kiss.

Rhys was so good at this, and Kellen was such a beginner.

This felt too fucking good, and feeling Rhys’ cock against his own, the veins of his cock pressing against his own?

Kellen didn’t recognise the sound that came out of his mouth as he came, his hips jerking wildly as Rhys swallowed up the noise.

His hands didn’t stop, continuing to milk Kellen until his knees were useless and Rhys was the only one holding him up.  Rhys pulled his lips away from Kellen only to pepper Kellen’s face and skin with his lips.

Kellen was desperately trying to gather his breath but he found that he couldn’t.  “Fuck, you’re so beautiful.

I’m so close.” Rhys groaned and Kellen licked his lips.

He watched him, his eyes bright, his face flushed, his lips swollen and wet from their kisses and exhaled shakily.  “Cum for me Rhys.” Kellen whispered and Rhys’ eyes flared bright before he closed them, kissing Kellen to muffle his own groan as his hips jerked.

Kellen could feel the warmth from his cum on their hands and Rhys pulled away, kissing Kellen all over.  “Fuck.

You can order me to do that whenever you want.” Rhys whispered and Kellen felt a small thrill through his body.

He hadn’t anticipated that Rhys would like that, but he didn’t hate it.  “Do you…like orders?” Kellen asked tentatively, and Rhys froze.

Rhys glanced at Kellen, both of them still breathing heavily.

Kellen was staring at him openly, curiously, and Rhys’ lips turned up slightly.  “I don’t hate them.

Especially from you.

I like when you get forceful, and tell me exactly what you want.

Especially when it comes to something I can do for you.” Rhys told him and Kellen swallowed.

“Did you like telling me to cum?” Rhys leaned in, nibbling on Kellen’s ear and Kellen felt a pulse of desire shoot towards his crotch.

“Uh, I-I did.” Kellen felt like he was saying something secret, especially with the way that Rhys held him.

Rhys chuckled, and the sound tickled Kellen’s ear.

He shivered.  “Well then, I guess we found something else we can explore.

At some point, when you’re more confident, of course.

Or you could give me orders whenever you want.” Rhys sunk his teeth further into Kellen’s ear and Kellen gasped.

“I can be a good boy.” Rhys whispered and Kellen felt his face flame.  “I-I don’t think right now is-” “-You’re already hard, Kellen.

Did that turn you on?” Rhys whispered and Kellen began to struggle to get out of the press he was in.  “W-We can’t do this a second time.

We don’t have the time!” Kellen protested, embarrassed by how he’d gotten hard from a few words.

Rhys had a shit eating grin on his face.  “Did you like that I called myself a good boy that much?” Kellen’s face felt like it was flaming as Rhys said the words again.

“Or do you just like the words?

Do you want to be a good boy Kellen?” Kellen’s already weak knees couldn’t handle this situation, and Rhys still held Kellen’s already rock hard cock.

Rhys’ grin, and Kellen’s reaction said it all.  “Rhys, please.

Stop teasing me.” Kellen begged and watched as Rhys looked him over.

It was slow, deliberate, and Kellen’s heart raced in his chest.

Kellen felt needy, his breathing was still unsteady, and he really, really wanted to do more with Rhys.  But he couldn’t.  They had everyone downstairs, and he needed to get dinner started.

He’d promised dessert, and he needed to start working on that.

He didn’t feel comfortable leaving everyone waiting for even a second longer.  “Rhys, we can’t.

I want to, I do, but we need to get downstairs.” Kellen said, worrying his lip between his teeth.

Rhys’ gaze zeroed in on the action before his expression darkened.  “Stop doing that.

Those are my lips.” Rhys grumbled and Kellen let out a soft laugh.  “It’s an old habit.

I can’t just stop it.” He commented and Rhys narrowed his gaze at him.  “I think you just like being punished, Kellen.

Darling.

Sweet pea.

The apple of my eye.” Kellen’s eyes went wide.  “W-What?” Kellen stuttered and Rhys pressed a kiss against his lips.  “Well, since I can’t eat you up the way I want to, and I agree that we can’t leave those degenerates alone in your apartment for much longer, I have to find a different way to tease you.

I’m going to try out some nicknames.

You can tell me which one you like.” Kellen stared at him in shock as he carefully stepped back, releasing Kellen’s cock and Kellen did the same.

Rhys grabbed a shirt from the hamper, his, and began to wipe the two of them up.  Kellen tried to wrap his head around what Rhys had just told him.

Nicknames?

He was going to try out nicknames?

Were those…nicknames?

He was pretty sure they were called pet names.  Rhys wanted those with Kellen?

Really?

CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB Rhys is going to be more embarrassed when he realises that Kellen is going to be better at this than him.