Chapter 71: Suck it!
Despite the fabric of the towel preventing Charles from gaining full access to Augustine’s body, his touch was still enough to send a shiver through Augustine, his breath hitching.
Augustine’s arousal was undeniable, his body betraying him as he hardened beneath the barrier of cloth.
Augustine stared at Charles, his chest rising and falling with anticipation. "Hey... do you want us to have sex with each other—"
Before Augustine could complete his phrase, Charles nodded his head while smilingly, tightening the balls of Augustine in his hand. "I want to know how it feels to be filled by you," Charles murmured, his voice thick with wanton desire.
A sly grin curled across Charles’s lips, his words carrying a seductive promise. "I want to have your cock stretching me open, taking me apart from the inside out."
Augustine gulped, and without warning, he placed his hands on Charles’s cheeks before sealing his lips for a warm kiss.
He sucked in Charles’s lips as if savoring a piece of candy, his movements slow yet possessive.
Charles’s eyes fluttered shut, his breath hitching as he tilted his head to the side, deepening the kiss.
Without hesitation, Charles wrapped his arms around Augustine’s waist, pulling him closer until their bodies melded together, heat radiating between them.
The air grew heavy with tension, their breaths mingling as the kiss deepened, a silent confession of the desire neither could deny.
And then, Augustine became immobile, prompting Charles to slightly lean his head backward.
"You taste like heaven, Charles," Augustine purred, his warm breath fanning against Charles’s lips.
His hands, once cradling Charles’s cheek, slowly trailed downward, his fingertips grazing over Charles skin until they rested on his shoulder.
With deliberate tenderness, Augustine began to caress Charles shoulder, his touch light yet possessive.
He watched intently as Charles remained lost in the moment, eyes shut, lips slightly parted, completely surrendering to the sensation.
The sight sent a thrill through Augustine’s chest.
Augustine let his fingers slip beneath the bathrobe resting on Charles’s shoulder, his touch featherlight as he traced along Charles skin.
Slowly, the fabric loosened, sliding down, exposing more of Charles until Augustine’s fingers finally reached Charles waist.
"Can I touch you, Pookie?" Augustine purred, his voice low and seductive.
Charles nodded, his eyes fluttering open just enough to meet Augustine’s gaze. "Be gentle," he whispered, his voice barely audible.
A soft smile tugged at Augustine’s lips as he gave a reassuring nod. "I will," he murmured, his breath warm against Charles’s skin.
Without another word, he leaned in, capturing Charles’s lips once more in a slow, lingering kiss, deepening the connection between them.
This time, the kiss was brief.
As Augustine pulled away, he caught Charles’s lower lip between his teeth, giving it a gentle tug before finally releasing it.
A teasing smirk played on his lips as he leaned back, his gaze locked onto Charles’s, dark with desire.
"Arrgh," Charles moaned, tilting his head back as he surrendered to the blissful warmth of Augustine’s touch.
His breath hitched, his body tingling with anticipation.
Slowly, Augustine released Charles lower lip, his gaze lingering on Charles’s flushed face, savoring the effect he had on him.
And then,
Augustine’s hands, which rested on Charles’s waist, slowly crept beneath the bathrobe, his fingers trailing with deliberate slowness.
Without warning, Augustine’s fingers found their way to Charles’s butt, squeezing it firmly, eliciting a startled gasp from Charles.
"Argh," Charles moaned, as he opened his eyes, trying to avert his gaze towards his back, to take a glimpse of what Augustine was doing.
"Hey," Augustine purred, his lips brushing against Charles’s ear as his warm breath sent a shiver down Charles’s spine, making him squirm slightly from the ticklish sensation.
Charles bit his lower lip, a soft blush creeping onto his cheeks. "Do you... want to stop?" Charles asked, his voice was barely above a whisper as he tilted his brows, eyes searching Augustine’s.
Augustine scoffed, shaking his head with a smirk. "I want you to stop looking at your butt. Just focus on feeling," he purred, his voice dripping with hypnotic allure.
Charles swallowed hard, his body reacting to the deep timbre of Augustine’s voice.
Without a word, he nodded, obediently shifting his gaze away from his back, surrendering to the moment.
Exhale!
Augustine slowly pulled away from Charles’s ear, their eyes locking in an intense silence.
The air between them grew heavier, their mingling breaths carrying an unspoken tension.
"Just feel, okay?" Augustine murmured, his voice smooth yet commanding.
With that, he resumed where he had left off, his touch deliberate and slow, ensuring Charles absorbed every sensation.
His hands, still resting on Charles’s butt, gave a gentle squeeze before his fingers slowly spread apart.
Ever so carefully, his index finger slid toward Charles’s opening, teasing the sensitive spot.
Charles bit down on both his upper and lower lip, his breathing uneven as he fought to suppress the moan threatening to escape.
As Augustine’s index finger pressed against Charles’s entrance, he slid inside without warning.
"Fuck!" Charles gasped, his body tensing as his hands instinctively flew to Augustine’s shoulders, gripping them tightly.
His ass was still a virgin.
"I... I want you to relax, okay." Augustine purred and Charles nodded his head in understanding.
Charles swallowed hard as Augustine’s index finger pushed deeper inside him, his body instinctively clenching around the intrusion.
A shiver ran down his spine as he felt the pressure, his breath hitching.
"Fuck!"
Slowly, Augustine withdrew his finger, the sensation making Charles tremble.
Charles arched his back slightly and Augustine’s gaze fixed on him, watching every reaction with intense fascination.
"Fu... fuck!" Charles exclaimed in pure pleasure.
Augustine smirked, pulling his index finger into his mouth as he roamed his tongue around it. "Gush! You taste so nice." Augustine whispered, his eyes rolled up as he try to savour the taste of Charles’s ass hole.
As he inhaled deeply, he withdrew his index finger from his mouth before aggressively pushing Charles onto the bed, cutting him by surprise.
The body of Charles bounced on the bed, his eyes wide open as he glanced at Charles in complete surprise, a blush still creeping onto his cheek.
Augustine scoffed. "Turn around!" He ordered with a deep voice.
Charles gulped but obeyed without protest.
As he turned around, Augustine’s smirk deepened.
With a slow, deliberate motion, he pulled the bathrobe down from Charles’s waist, letting it slip from his body before tossing it carelessly to the other end of the room.
The air felt cooler against Charles’s exposed skin, sending a shiver down his spine as Augustine’s hungry gaze raked over him.
Now, Charles’s ass was fully exposed to the eyes.
"Spread your legs wide open for me, Pookie."
Once more, Charles did as he was instructed.
Charles’s butt cheeks were smooth and fair, his skin practically glowing under the soft light.
A few fine hairs surrounded his ass hole, adding to the raw intimacy of the moment.
Augustine’s gaze lingered, his throat tightening as he swallowed hard.
Just the sight of Charles laid bare before him sent a surge of heat through his veins, making it impossible to look away.
Augustine used his hands to spread Charles’s ass wide open and as he moist his lips with his saliva, he gathered a mouthful of spit and without warning, he poured the saliva directly into Charles’s ass.
The warm liquid made Charles’s muscles clench and relax involuntarily, heightening Augustine’s arousal.
"I love you, Charles Donald," Augustine purred, and before Charles could register Augustine’s words, he felt Augustine two fingers diving deep inside his ass hole, prompting him to scream in complete pain.
"Argh!" Charles screamed as a loud hiss escaped his lips.
Despite the loud cry that escaped Charles’s mouth, Augustine didn’t bother to care any bit.
He placed his left hand behind Charles’s neck, pressing his face deep into the bed and without warning, he began to thrust his two fingers in and out of Charles.
"Arrrrrrrghhh!" Charles winced in pain as Augustine’s roughness overwhelmed him.
His breathing grew unsteady as he struggled to catch his breath.
Suddenly...
Augustine aggressively pulled his hands away. "Now, turn around and suck my hard rock!" Augustine ordered, releasing his hands from behind Charlie’s neck.
His once gentle and tender voice was now laced with a cold intensity, carrying a sharp edge that sent shivers down Charles spine.
It was the voice of a man stripped of warmth, devoid of hesitation, as if every ounce of emotion had been locked away, leaving only raw dominance in its place.
Charles took a deep breath, turned around, and sat down on the bed, biting his lower lip to avoid glancing at Augustine’s dick. "Suck my cock," Augustine growled, his voice thick with lust and authority. "Do it now, or I’ll spank that sweet ass of yours until it’s red and burning."
Charles gulped, raising his gaze as they fell onto the dick of Augustine.
Stunned...
Charles held his breath as he became frozen because Augustine’s dick was extremely...