RufflingThePeacocksFeathers by Charlie Richards Read Free Book Online

lie on the bed. I’m ready for dessert, and you’re it .”
    “Oh,” Lamar gasped.
    His fingers trembled, but he did as told. Unbuttoning his shirt, Lamar bared a lean, hairless torso, his peck muscles clearly defined, though not overdone. The fine lines continued up a lean neck to high cheekbones.
    Lovely.
    Rueben figured Lamar wouldn’t appreciate being called that, but that was the best way to describe the man’s almost delicate features. There was no way he’d be called androgynous. He was definitely masculine, but his features really made him…well, lovely.
    Once the man laid down, Rueben shoved off his sweats, ignoring the slight pain in his ankle, letting his cock spring free. His sweats would never be considered constrictive, but even the loose release of pressure felt amazing. A glance down showed his cock head was already glistening with pre-cum.
    Rueben tore the little tube of honey open, then wiggled down the bed a bit until he was even with the long, hard, slender shaft bobbing up from Lamar’s lightly-curled groin. Licking his lips in anticipation, Rueben drizzled the cool, sticky liquid onto Lamar’s hard-on.
     
     
     
     

Chapter Six
     
     
    Lamar shivered. The thick fluid slid slowly down his cock. His abs clenched as he stared down at the mess coating him. He fought the urge to grab a napkin and wipe it away, twisting his fingers into the comforter.
    “Mmm. Now, doesn’t that look like a pretty treat,” Rueben growled.
    Lifting his gaze to Rueben, Lamar saw the feral lust covering his expression as he stared at his bobbing, dripping shaft. He held his breath as Rueben lowered his head, scarcely able to keep from begging his mate to suck him.
    Finally, Rueben stuck out his tongue and swiped his erection from base to tip, swirling around his glans. Lamar moaned and his hips jerked of their own accord at the exquisite sensations caused by the opposing cool and heat. Rueben pulled Lamar’s head into his mouth and sucked lightly, making him crave more.
    “P-please,” he stuttered, unable to hold back. The sight of this big man, his mate, gently suckling his cock head, was too much to hold back his babbling pleas. Especially when Rueben lapped his bobbing shaft back to the base, then reached his balls and nipped the wrinkled skin of his sack. “Oh my God,” Lamar whispered hoarsely, spreading his legs wider to give his lover more room to play.
    Rueben lifted Lamar’s left leg and draped it over his shoulder, opening him for easy exploration—and that’s exactly what he did. With teeth, lips, and tongue, Rueben nibbled, licked, and sucked Lamar’s cock, balls, and crack. Lamar twisted and writhed as his lover’s tongue ate his ass, making him wetter and slimier than he’d ever been before. He didn’t know if he liked it or not, but couldn’t stop from begging the man, “Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop!”
    “Wouldn’t dream of it,” Rueben said, his words muffled.
    Lamar’s back arched when he felt Rueben’s tongue breach his ring of muscle and delve into his hole. His ass clenched on the invading member, wanting to hold the slick appendage inside him.
    Humming, Rueben vibrated the sensitive tissues.
    Lamar’s balls rolled in their sack, pulling tight to his body. “Oh, so close. P-please. Please, please, please,” he babbled. His cock twitched, slapping against his abs, smearing strings of pre-cum across his skin.
    When Rueben pulled his tongue free, Lamar whimpered at the loss. It nearly, instantly turned into a moan as Rueben replaced it with his finger. Rueben swiped his tongue up Lamar’s throbbing dick.
    “Guess I should have asked sooner,” he mumbled huskily, “but are you clean?”
    “Y-yes,” Lamar gasped. “I’m clean.”
    “Good. Want to taste you.”
    “Gah!” Lamar howled as Rueben swallowed him to the root.
    Rueben rubbed his finger over Lamar’s prostate, sending shockwaves up his rectum and through his balls. Lamar’s testicles seemed to turn