(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 321

Chapter 321: Whatever he wants (m) Chapter 321: Whatever he wants (m) Kellen felt like he was drunk on Rhys as the man grabbed his ass, feeling him up as he pressed Kellen against the wall, Kellen’s fingers in Rhys’ hair as the man ate Kellen with his lips and tongue.

Kellen was eager to taste him, holding Rhys tightly against him as Rhys ground their hips together.

Kellen moaned into the kiss, their cocks rubbing against each other and Rhys squeezed Kellen’s ass tightly.  Kellen felt fevered, and his fingers left Rhys’ hair to trail down his neck and shoulders.

God, he wanted every inch of the man.

He wasn’t sure when this switch had been flipped in him, when he’d realised his desire for this man so deeply, but it had been switched, and now Kellen needed the man.  Breaking away from Rhys’ deep kiss, much to Rhys’ confusion, Kellen bent, peppering Rhys’ cheeks and throat with his own wet kisses.

Rhys, surprised, but not upset, let Kellen do what he wanted, angling his head to allow Kellen access to the man.

Kellen’s fingers reached for Rhys’ buttons, desperately working to get his clothing off as Rhys ground their lower bodies together still.  “Kellen, fuck.

There’s no need to rush.” Rhys’ voice was deep, low with desire and Kellen didn’t stop.

He couldn’t speak.

He knew that Rhys was right.

He wasn’t going to run away.

He didn’t think he’d ever want to, but Kellen just felt a pulse in his body, in his gut that told him that they might not have this freedom to do so for a while.

He wanted to have as much time with him as he could.  He knew it was a silly worry, and from Rhys’ reaction, he wasn’t upset with Kellen’s actions, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to explain this worry to him well without sounding like he had Rhys’ Esper power.  So he just took a moment, his lips still pressed against Rhys’ throat, and exhaled slowly.

His fingers stopped shaking where they were working on the last button on Rhys’ Captain jacket and then he helped him out of it, tossing it on the floor.  He stood up at his height, meeting Rhys’ gaze and Rhys smiled at him, a flush high on his cheeks and pressed a wet, open mouth kiss against Kellen’s lips and Kellen felt himself relax.  “You’re doing great.

You can do whatever you want to me.” Rhys whispered in between kisses.

“Whatever you want.

No need to rush.” Rhys was comforting him, soothing him, and Kellen could feel the panic, because that was what it was, simmer down.

Kellen nodded, his body relaxing as they continued to kiss.  “I need to get you out of these clothes.

I…As much as I like the idea of you in your uniform, I want to touch your skin.” Kellen told him.

“I want to touch and shape you.

I want to feel you.” Rhys closed his eyes, shivering.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze held something deep within it.  “Kellen, you don’t need to seduce me more.” Kellen felt his lips turn up slightly.  “I do.

I told you I would.

Can I kiss you more?” Rhys stared at Kellen, before he swallowed and began to kiss Kellen in earnest again.

Kellen worked on trying to get his tie off, but Rhys eventually just tore the thing off of his throat.

It was pretty fucking hot, and Kellen let Rhys know by kissing him harder, biting his bottom lip and he ground their bodies together.  It was hard for Kellen to focus on undoing the buttons on Rhys’ other shirt, but he managed, Rhys helping him yank his arms out of the top and Kellen was finally greeted with the expanse of Rhys’ chest before him.

Kellen felt his mouth water, and moving away from Rhys’ lips, he kissed a trail down his body to Rhys’ nipples.

He licked and nibbled on the nubs, his hands running down Rhys’ back, his fingers digging into him as Kellen held him against his mouth.  “Jesus fuck Kellen.” Rhys groaned and Kellen liked the encouragement.

“Off.

Your clothes.” Rhys groaned, raising his hands to Kellen’s hair and yanking his head back, away from his nipples.

Kellen’s tongue was out, the pain from the pull enough that Kellen’s cock jerked and Rhys narrowed his gaze.  His mouth descended on Kellen’s, hot, warm, and one moment Kellen found himself pressed against the wall, the next, Rhys had his hands under Kellen’s ass and was carrying him up the stairs to the bedroom.

Kellen didn’t mind, and he worked on getting his clothes off, tearing buttons on his own clothes and tossing the clothes behind him without a care.

Rhys chuckled as Kellen then reached for his belt, fully pulling it out of his pants and tossing it to the side.

Kellen did the same to his own belt before they made it to the top step.  Rhys flung open the door of his bedroom, and then tossed Kellen so hard onto the bed that it creaked and he bounced.

Kellen only had second to be winded before he pushed himself up, waiting, watching Rhys as the man licked his lips, his golden gaze lidded as he stared at Kellen as he hooked his fingers into his belt loops and yanked his pants off.

Kellen watched him hungrily, as the man kicked off his pants and then yanked his underwear off.  He reached for Kellen, grabbing his ankles and pulling him down the bed.

Kellen was surprised, but eager, fumbling with his own pants but Rhys slapped his hands away.  “My turn.

You just lay back, alright?

I want to taste you too.” Rhys told him and Kellen blinked.  “Can’t we do that together?” Kellen asked and Rhys shook his head.  “No.

What I want you to do is try to Guide me as I suck you off.

Can you do that for me?” Kellen flushed.

They had never done that, and that sounded… He remembered the pleasure he’d felt when they’d been kissing and Rhys had gripped his cock.

If it was anything close to that, he wasn’t sure he’d last long.  “I…I’m already so turned on.

I’m afraid you’ll get your lips on me and I’ll cum.” Kellen confessed, a little embarrassed about it.

Rhys grinned.  “I am sure you are aware from yesterday, Kellen, that I don’t care about that at all.” Kellen frowned.  “But it won’t be a good Guiding experience.” Kellen protested and Rhys paused before he bent, pressing his forehead against Kellen’s thigh, his shoulders shaking.  “Babe, my sweet, sweet pair, do you think I care about that?

Do you want to know what I do care about?” Kellen swallowed, already worried about what unhinged shit Rhys was going to say.

“I care about you finding the most pleasure imaginable that I can give you.

I care about you cuming in my mouth, your whole body tense from your orgasm, your eyes rolled back in your head as you pant my name as your balls tighten up and you paint my throat.

I care about if you tear the sheets you’re gripping them so hard.

That’s what I care about.

I don’t care about you cuming quickly because you got worked up sucking me off as soon as we entered the apartment.” Rhys’ eyes were doing something to Kellen’s insides.  Kellen’s head felt a little heavy, and he knew he was breathing a little too quickly.

He could feel how fast his pulse was racing, and Rhys smirked.  “But if that worries you, I can warm you up from your ass, so we can work on a different kind of training.

How do you feel about that?” Kellen felt himself nodding, unaware he was even doing so.

Rhys grinned, before he yanked off Kellen’s pants.

Kellen’s underwear followed shortly after until both men were naked and Rhys moved around the bed, taking Kellen’s arms in his hands and yanking him further up the bed so his legs weren’t off the edge like they had been before.  Kellen felt a bit like a ragdoll, being moved around instead of Rhys asking him to move, but he didn’t mind.  It actually turned him on to have Rhys move him around.

Throw him around.

He didn’t think his pair would be able to do that to him, or even want to, but he could tell from the way Rhys was looking at him that he loved it.  Kellen swallowed, so turned on he was actually worried that if Rhys just breathed on his lower regions he might cum.

He’d never worried about cuming quickly before, but the research he’d done with Brent earlier in the day had stuck around in his mind.  “D-Do you think I cum too quickly?” Kellen asked as Rhys moved towards the nightstand.

He paused, his hand on the handle before he turned to Kellen, a frown on his face.  “What?

Where are you getting that idea?

Who said that to you?” He asked and Kellen swallowed.  “Uh, well, I was looking up some things, doing some research after yesterday, and when I looked up things to try to cum more, most of the things were about restraining orgasms, not getting more.

So, it just stuck in my head that maybe I cum too quickly.” Kellen mumbled and Rhys blinked several times, before he turned back to his task at hand.

He grabbed lube, a few other things that Kellen couldn’t make out, before he came to the end of the bed, tossed them near Kellen’s hip, and climbed onto the bed.  Rhys settled himself against Kellen’s thighs, the weight there making Kellen a little nervous, his heartbeat accelerating.

Rhys bent, until he was resting his forehead against Kellen, his weight being held back by his hands on either side of Kellen’s head.  “No.

I have never considered that you came too quickly.

If you did, I wouldn’t tell you either, because I don’t care if you did.

Or, should I say, I wouldn’t bring it up unless you asked.

I think you have a normal response time, and I’m happy with it.

Honestly, I find it really hot that you get so hard for me.

I would also find it hot if you did cum super quickly.

You get so hot and bothered over me that you shoot your shot so quickly?

Fuck, it makes me want to cum too.” Kellen thought he was going to swallow his tongue.  “Y-You aren’t lying?” Kellen whispered, staring into Rhys’ gaze.

Rhys’ eyes crinkled up at the corners as he smiled.  “My adorable Kellen, why the hell would I lie?

Even if our positions were reversed, and you were the one shoving your cock into my ass, I wouldn’t care even then.

There are plenty of ways for us to have fun, and even then, I should be asking you.

Are you okay with the fact that I can go, whenever, wherever?” Kellen’s mouth opened, before he closed in and swallowed.  Fuck.  “I think it’s really hot.” Kellen admitted, and Rhys’ gaze flared.  “See?

I’m just like you.

Now, can I play with your ass and cock now?

Or do you want to do something else?” Kellen flushed.  “I…Isn’t it dirty?” Kellen whispered, realising that they hadn’t washed up.

Rhys grinned.  “I grabbed some condoms since I had a feeling you would be worried about that.

I did want to eat you out, but I knew you wouldn’t be comfortable with that right now.” Kellen felt his face flush as Rhys predicted his concerns.  “Oh.

Can I touch you as you do that?” Kellen asked, a little breathless and watched as Rhys’ face tightened and he swallowed.  “Fuck.

You can do whatever you want, Kellen.” Rhys told him, his voice low.

Kellen nodded, his face flushed, and his head full of things that he wanted to do to him.

He kept thinking about the image he’d seen of Rhys before, the first time they had done anything together.

His face shadowed, his cock out and his eyes lidded.  He’d almost done that the other night, but not quite.

Kellen licked his lips, staring up at him.  “Could you…cum on my stomach while the light is barely on?” Kellen asked, not fully aware the words were leaving his lips.

Rhys paused, before he looked up at Kellen.  “Is that what you want?” Kellen nodded.

“It was…It’s stuck in my mind.” Kellen told him and Rhys’ face heated.  “Oh.

Wow.

Uh, I didn’t realise.

You never said anything until now.” Rhys said and Kellen sat up, pressing his hand against his chest.

He met Rhys’ flustered gaze.  “Well I’m saying it now, Captain.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB Rhys is creating a monster, and he is now realising it.