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unless he found some restraint. Aaron did so because he wanted more touches, more of the experience Valen was giving him, and that meant no coming three seconds into it.
    “Yes,” Valen muttered against his lip. “Sweet sounds.” He stretched out on top of Aaron, propping up on his elbows.
    Aaron had no idea what that meant and couldn’t figure it out when Valen was thrusting, driving his length harder and harder beside Aaron’s. Pleasure suffused his body so quickly that Aaron shouted in amazement.
    “Yeah, keep on telling me you love it.” Valen dipped his head down and nibbled at Aaron’s neck. At the same time, he let more of his weight come down on Aaron.
    The added pressure to Aaron’s cock was too much to bear. He shouted again as his body lit up inside with ecstasy. The orgasm that hit him was so much stronger than the ones he had when he masturbated. Aaron felt it from the tips of his toes to the top of his skull.
    Valen grunted with every thrust, then he cursed and straddled Aaron’s hips.
    Aaron wanted to stare at the big, thick cock Valen was stroking. He also wanted to watch Valen’s face. He settled for darting his gaze back and forth between the two beauteous sights.
    “Touch me,” Valen demanded.
    Aaron hadn’t ever touched another person sexually. He wasn’t sure how. Still, with Valen ordering him to do it, Aaron couldn’t resist. Besides, no one would know he’d done it—no one other than him and Valen, and maybe Rivvie would have a clue. Then again, maybe it didn’t matter. They didn’t know him and wouldn’t go telling people in the village.
    Assured that this would remain a secret he could carry in his heart, Aaron let himself give in to the temptation Valen presented. He ran his hands up Valen’s muscular thighs and after only a second’s hesitation, reached between Valen’s legs.
    “Fuck, yes!” Valen raised up onto his knees more and leaned over Aaron. “Cup ‘em. Touch my balls.”
    Aaron couldn’t believe he was doing it, or had done most of what he’d done lately. Sneaking away from the village was going to land him in trouble, but this… This was so worth it. When he moved his hands lower to palm Valen’s balls, it was as if someone else were actually doing that, and Aaron was merely an observer.
    Until he felt the warm weight of Valen’s sac in his hand, and the crinkly press of pubic hair on his palm. It told Aaron that yes, he was awake, aware, and not lost in the best dream he’d ever had.
    He cupped Valen’s balls more firmly.
    “Yeah, that’s it, just keep—ungh!” Valen dropped down on one hand, bracing it beside Aaron’s head. “Yeah, fuckin’— Oh, oh gods!”
    His balls pulled up, the skin casing them wrinkling as the nuts went hard and tight. A heartbeat later, wet heat splattered Aaron’s chin.
    “Gods, yeah, gotta…mark,” Valen was saying.
    Aaron assumed Valen meant the cum that kept landing on him. After it hit Aaron’s chin, Valen arched his pelvis closer and Aaron’s cheek and neck were the recipients of the next two shots of spunk. The fourth one landed on Aaron’s shoulder.
    Aaron opened his mouth up to speak. He got no further than a startled sound when Valen swiped his fingers through his own cum then held them to Aaron’s lips.
    Aaron’s belly fluttered and he debated what to do for all of a half second. He stuck his tongue out tentatively in case he absolutely hated the taste of cum, then moaned happily when he discovered that the salty flavor wasn’t bad at all. A little bitter . Aaron had always preferred that over sweet.
    “Gods, that’s so sexy.” Valen pushed his spunk-covered fingers into Aaron’s mouth. “The things we could do together…”
    Aaron sucked eagerly, both appalled and thrilled with his own daring.
    “Fuck,” Valen gritted out. “Your tongue feels so silky. It’s made for my—” He pressed his lips together and yanked his fingers from Aaron’s mouth.
    Aaron was confused. Everything had been