(BL) Hunting The Field Guide - Chapter 339

Chapter 339: Who needs sleep?

(m) Chapter 339: Who needs sleep?

(m) Kellen, hesitant, grabbed his pecs in a similar way that Rhys had, and Rhys laughed.  “No, not like that.

Grab either side, pushing them in.” Rhys said, and Kellen nodded, swallowing.

Kellen, doing as he was asked, the lube pooling between them, looked up at Rhys.  “Like this?” He asked, and watched as Rhys couldn’t take his eyes off of him.  “Yeah.

Just like that.” Rhys muttered, pulling his cock out of his pants.

Kellen couldn’t take his gaze off of him.

He couldn’t lie and say that now, as soon as those eyes went golden, Kellen felt a shiver of anticipation go down his spine.

It was almost a conditioned response.  Maybe not almost.  Rhys moved towards him, rubbing his cock against his stomach as he approached.

Kellen felt his breath come in quicker bursts as Rhys moved forward.

Kellen watched him, flinching when Rhys rubbed the head of his cock against his nipples.

He smirked, turning his gaze towards Kellen’s face.  “You like this?” Rhys asked, slapping his cock against his pec.

Kellen lips his lips, his own cock straining against his pants.

Kellen did.

He really did like this.  “I…I like it.” Kellen admitted and Rhys’ grin widened.  “Good.

I would have been hurt if you said no.” Rhys rubbed his cock against the seam Kellen had made by pressing his pecs together.

It was a nice valley, given how much Kellen worked out, and Kellen felt entranced.  He couldn’t take his gaze off of the cock rubbing on top of his pecs, pushing around the lube that Rhys had carelessly poured on him.

Rhys groaned.  “Fuck.

They’re so soft, firm and warm.

It’s going to feel so good fucking them.” Rhys said, and Kellen swallowed thickly.

The man was already shadowed, those eyes staring at him and Kellen felt himself shifting slightly.

His cock was hard just looking at him.

Rhys, knowing that, smirked.

“Don’t worry.

I promised I’ll take care of you after.” Rhys kept rubbing his cock against the seam Kellen had made with his pecs.  Then, he exhaled slowly, and moved his cock to the edge, further away from Kellen’s mouth and began to push his cock into the seam.

It felt…Kellen wasn’t sure how to feel about the intrusion, but it felt erotic.

Rhys let out a low, long moan.  “Tighter, Kellen.

More force.” Rhys ordered and Kellen did as he was told.

Rhys let go of his cock, sinking into the warmth and Kellen watched him as he tilted his head back, the cords of his neck in contrast as he sunk his cock in fully.

The tip poked out on the other side, slick and wet from the lube.

“Fuck.” He exhaled, before he turned his gaze back to Kellen.

Kellen felt another shiver run down his spine at the look the man was giving him.

“Get those lips ready, Kellen.” Rhys ordered, reaching down and tugging on his bottom lip.

Kellen let out a shaky exhale.  His insides were a mess.

He was feeling so turned on just by watching this man above him.

He felt strange knowing his cock was still contained, but Rhys was free, proud, and in between his pecs.  Rhys smirked, tugging a little harder on his lips.  “No teeth, alright?

I’m not you, Kellen.” Rhys teased and Kellen felt his lips warm more.  “I’m not into teeth on my dick, Rhys.” Kellen protested and Rhys laughed.  “Mm, we haven’t tried that yet, have we?” He teased and Kellen felt himself go a little pale.  “I think no one likes that.” Kellen replied tightly and Rhys watched him, releasing his bottom lip before he placed his hands on top of Kellen’s.  “Mm.

Alright.

Get those lips ready.

At the end here.

Put your lips on the tip.” Rhys ordered and Kellen bent his neck, hesitantly touching his lips to the top of Rhys’ cock.

It was so wet and slippery, it felt inappropriate even though Rhys had done worse things to him.

Rhys chuckled as Kellen’s tongue tentatively touched the top.

“Harder, firmer, Kellen.

Wrap your lips around it like you’re playing with the tip.

Tuck your teeth away, covering them.

Then I’ll start moving.” Kellen did as best as he could, following Rhys’ orders as the man watched him intensely.  Kellen, as prepared as he could be given the situation, felt Rhys’ hands tighten on his own, watched as Rhys licked his lips, before he pulled out of Kellen’s mouth and slowly slid along his pecs.

It was…Kellen wasn’t sure he had words for how it felt.

Rhys’ smirk told him that he knew that Kellen liked this strange feeling, before he slammed his cock back into the seam he’d created, the tip of his dick kissing Kellen’s lips.  Gasping, Kellen opened his mouth wider, chasing Rhys’ cock as he began a brutal pace and Kellen realised why Rhys had told him to cover his teeth.  Rhys was hard, rough, and aggressive.

Kellen’s lips felt bruised after a few thrusts, his cock slamming into his mouth over and over.

At a certain point, Rhys shifted up even further, his hands abandoning Kellen’s pecs and delving into Kellen’s hair, holding his head in place as he slammed his in cock over and over between his pecs and into his mouth.  It was intense, it was rough, and Kellen felt tears and saliva roll down his face.

His cock twitched in his pants, and he worried he was going to wet himself like a damn teenage boy and Rhys groaned, panted, finding pleasure in his body and mouth.  It was so fucking hot watching the man unravel because of his body.  Kellen could feel the man pushing against parts of his mouth that Kellen hadn’t attempted pushing his cock too.

Due to the fact that there was so much lube, his cock was so slippery it was going further, going farther, and Kellen nearly choked at one point.

Rhys didn’t seem to notice, and Kellen just had to deal with it for a moment before Rhys pulled his cock out.  He noticed then that Kellen wasn’t doing well, and paused, his eyes widening and he pulled Kellen’s head back, off of his cock and Kellen coughed.  “Fuck.

Are you alright?

That just felt so good that I-” Kellen could tell he was starting to panic and Kellen shook his head.

He coughed, turning his head to the side so he didn’t cough at him, taking a few deep breaths.  “It’s fine.

It just surprised me.

Your cock is so slippery it’s going places it’s never gone before.” Kellen muttered in between coughs.

Rhys nodded slowly, his gaze scanning over him.  “So…you don’t mind it going further?” Rhys asked and Kellen snorted.  “You just saw what happened when you went as far as you did.” Kellen protested and Rhys let out a shaky exhale.  “Yeah, but I held it there too long.

If I thrust it in, not just hold it, maybe it’ll be different?” Rhys suggested coyly and Kellen snorted again.

The man was trying to plead with him to put his cock further into his mouth, but he wasn’t exactly being convincing since he was rubbing his cock in between Kellen’s pecs as they spoke.

His hips rocking almost subconsciously.  It made Kellen think about what it would be like when they finally went the whole way.

He could already imagine being exhausted, but Rhys doing that damn little thrusting pattern, begging for more.  Kellen’s asshole twitched, and Kellen let out a slow exhale.  “Just a little.” He relented, and Rhys grinned.  “You’re the best, Kellen.” Rhys told him, his cock thrusting deeply into the seam and Kellen shivered.

He was sure, without the lube, he’d be bruised, and he was a little sad that he couldn’t feel the sting as his cock rubbed against his pecs.  Maybe he could ask Rhys to do that to him at a later time?

Or better yet, maybe he’d be able to do this to Rhys?

His pecs looked big enough.

They weren’t as defined as Kellen’s, but if he squished them together like Kellen was doing with his, he could get the job done.  If Rhys was this crazy after doing it to him, Kellen wondered how good it felt?  Kellen’s thoughts were interrupted by Rhys continuing his thrusts, Kellen’s mouth occupied by his cock suddenly.

He didn’t thrust back to the same depth right away, which Kellen appreciated, but when he did, Kellen nearly coughed.  Rhys, as if able to sense his limit, sunk his fingers lovingly into Kellen’s hair again, before he began to tease that spot over and over, fucking his face deep, fast and hard before pulling back, letting Kellen get a few breaths in, before he began it again.

He kept doing this, over and over until Kellen felt like his mouth was flush with Rhys’ crotch, the rest of his cock down his throat.  Kellen was twitching, his pecs long forgotten as Kellen grabbed onto Rhys’ ass, holding onto him as Rhys moaning, twitching above him.  “Fuck.

I wanna fill your mouth up, Kellen.

Would you take it all for me?

Would you be a good boy?” Kellen’s grip tightened on Rhys’ ass, unable to speak with his cock still in his mouth.

Rhys pulled his cock out slowly, resting it against Kellen’s lips as Kellen took gasping breaths.

“Look at how well you take me now after a little bit of training.

You’re so good at this.

What a good boy you are.

You must be so hard.

Does having my cock down your throat turn you on?

What a good little cock slut.” Kellen panted, his head feeling a little light as he looked up at Rhys.  His words washed over him, and he felt a nice, tingly feeling fill him.

Opening his mouth, he sucked Rhys’ tip into his mouth, his tongue teasing the slit that he felt was leaking.

Rhys shivered, his expression sharpening as his climax came closer.  “You little-” Rhys’ fingers tightened painfully in Kellen’s hair and Kellen felt himself shiver as he met Rhys’ gaze.

Rhys exhaled hotly, sliding his cock further past those teasing lips.

“You better take it all.” Rhys warned, before he fucked Kellen’s face hard, fast, deep.

Kellen held on for the ride, listening to Rhys lose himself in his mouth.

Kellen’s throat felt uncomfortably full, but they’d well and truly gone past any gag reflex he’d had.

He was surprised how quickly it had disappeared, but he loved the feeling of Rhys so deep in his mouth.  Kellen’s fingers were claws, holding onto Rhys’ bare ass as the man thrust himself over and over into the wet, damp heat of Kellen’s mouth.

Kellen could feel him lose himself, and knew when Rhys was about to cum.

His thrusts became even more erratic, his pants louder, harsher.

“Take it.

Take it Kellen.” Rhys ordered before he buried himself even further, shooting his cum into Kellen’s throat.

Kellen twitched, holding onto the man as his breath was constricted.

Rhys moaned Kellen’s name, holding his head even tighter against his crotch until Kellen slapped his ass, needing to breathe.  Rhys pulled back, his chest rising and falling, his cock falling out of Kellen’s mouth as the man panted.

Kellen gulped in air, his lips feeling a little numb as he looked up at Rhys.

Rhys stared down at him, his fingers twitching in Kellen’s hair.  “That was…” Rhys mumbled, his golden gaze scanning the scene before him.

Kellen watched him, the flush on his face pronounced after he’d found his release.

“That’s going to haunt my dreams.” Rhys told him and Kellen laughed.

He patted Rhys’ ass before he pulled his hands away to wipe his mouth.  “I’m glad you liked it.” Kellen told him, the wet trail coming from his mouth and chin disgusting him a little bit.

Rhys scoffed.  “Liked it?

Kellen, that’s too simple a word.

I don’t even think I have a word for what I truly feel about what we just did.

I just…I will never be able to pay you back for what you do for me.” Kellen frowned.  “I don’t do-” Rhys’ grip tightened in Kellen’s hair, tilting his head back.

Kellen’s eyes widened in surprise as he met the still golden gaze of Rhys.  “So, I’ll just have to make sure that I do my best to satisfy you just as well, don’t I?” Kellen had no response to Rhys’ words as the man scooted down Kellen’s body.

Kellen watched as the man pressed a kiss against Kellen’s hip and he felt his hips jerk.

Rhys chuckled.

“Someone’s leaking.

Did you like it that much, Kellen?” Kellen’s swollen lips opened.  “I really liked it.” Kellen told him and Rhys’ eyes flared, before he exhaled.  “Damn.

You’re so perfect.

Now it’s time to worship you like I wanted to originally before someone so rudely put an idea in my head.” He teased, biting at Kellen’s hip bone and Kellen tossed his head back, unable to look at him.

The man was trying to drive him into an early grave.

He thought he was going to have a heart attack.  He was just too fucking handsome for his own good, especially when he got like this.

CREATORS’ THOUGHTS CalyB Kellen has unlocked another thing that he’ll never forget.