Page 51 of Seth

Why am I surprised? I’ve always known…

“I have to work. I need to drop by my apartment to change.” Seth lifted his chin for the first time realizing that he knew nothing about Ignaz. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Where do you live? I’ll drive you.”

* * *

“Seth left his house.The boy is with him; he’s well.” Diego’s voice, coming from the speakers, tore Gustavo away from Hans’ lips.

Hips ramming in the hot depth of Hans’ ass, he panted, “Make sure he stays away as long as possible and proceed with the plan. I’ll drop by as soon as I finish here.”

“You gotta be kidding me!” Hans glared. He snatched the phone away from Gustavo’s hand and tossed the device on the pillow, farther away from their reach.

Gustavo chuckled, amused. “Look who is being all cute and possessive?”

“Who is being possessive here? You wish.” Hans tried to push Gustavo away with both hands, failed.

Catching a wrist, Gustavo brought it to his lips, kissed the back of Hans’ hand. His hips backed away, cockhead nearly slipping out of Hans’ hole before he thrust forward. “You always know how to turn me on.”

Hans hissed. His eyelids dropped, head rolled back, and resistance ebbed. Hedonist to the bone, Hans was falling apart in the euphoria of his upcoming orgasm.

“You are so lewd.” Gustavo’s mouth covered his lips again, tongue tracing the slack, parted lips. His hips picked up speed, hand slipped between their bodies, squeezed Hans’ cock. Hot and wet, it pulsed, ready to spill any moment. With a thumb, Gustavo collected precum and rubbed it against the slit, then over the frenulum.

Hans’ body convulsed. He moaned into Gustavo’s mouth and pushed his tongue forward, demanding additional stimulation. Gustavo smiled as he sucked on it, savoring the sweet, minty taste of Hans’ toothpaste.

“So gorgeous,” Gustavo muttered between kisses. His movements became harder and rougher. Every slam of his hips against Hans’ buttocks made his balls ring with the impact. “Come on, moan for me.”

“You aren’t too bad yourself, but do you really want me to moan now?” Diego’s voice reached him from the speakers.

Hans’ eyes blazed with hellish flames and shame.

Gustavo growled, “Diego, have some fucking decency, hang up!”

“Pull the fuck out! I’m so done with you!” Hans yelled and punched Gustavo in the chest. “Get off me!”

Gustavo laughed, struggling to keep on top of the wriggling body. Seizing Hans’ wrists, he drove the blond into the bed, stomach rubbing against cock with every friction of his hips. The mattress dipped under their weight, swallowing Hans’ arms. “Who is going to let you go?”

“Argh. I’m so sick of you-m-m-m…” Gustavo closed Hans’ mouth with a kiss, and the resistance subdued.

“Ermm… This is awkward, but since I’m still here. Do you need marriage therapy? I have a diploma in psychology, and I don’t charge much.” Diego butted in.

“Hang fucking up!” Gustavo and Hans yelled at the same time.

When silence fell, Hans wriggled, trying to get away from the hold. “It’s not funny.”

“Where do you think you’re going? I’m still hard.” Gustavo scowled, his fingers releasing the bruising wrists.

“But I’m not.”

“Then you better get hard again, pretty boy. I’m not letting you go until we are done, unless you got tired of your position by my side. You have been walking out on me way too often recently. It’s becoming a bad habit. Shall I find myself someone more compliant?” Gustavo’s voice dropped.

Hans swallowed, chin moving from shoulder to shoulder. “N-no…”

* * *

Gustavo’s pulsequickenedas he stepped into the chilly air of Seth’s villa. His cheeks burned from standing under the sun for too long, and now he felt feverish.

He didn’t know what he expected when he broke into Seth’s home, but not the heavy combination of rock and glass. Looking from the outside, no one would suspect that the modern villa made of glass would hide a rocky interior that resembled a volcanic cave made of stone, glass, and mirrors. Thirty feet tall and covering an area of three hundred square feet, the hall had an inner glass balcony on one side, right below the ceiling. Gustavo couldn’t see any lamps, but the large windows, taking up the front side of the room, provided enough daylight to illuminate the space. The colorful LED lights implanted into the floor washed the walls in red.