WARNING: MATURED CONTENT!!!
Paxton seemed like he was very good at pulling crotch and Martin enjoyed every pull, which sent intensifying heat rushing through his body like an inferno.
"Would you like to be in my mouth?"
James was a pervert and he spoke with the tongue of one.
"Do you want me to suck you?"
For some reason, this particular question sent a rush of excitement down Martin's brain.
'…suck, mouth…cock.'
He couldn't wait to experience it and that is because, three years ago, he and his boyfriend hadn't even touched themselves when they had been together. In fact, kissing was a thing that happens only on special occurrences for example— Martin does something that he really, really, appreciates.
Now, James on the other hand isn't even his boyfriend yet, and they are already walking down the forbidden zone.
"Oh James…" a light curse escaped Martin's lips when James pulled down his brief and grabbed his length in his large, warm hands.
Martin hissed low, his hip trembling in ecstasy.
Then, Paxton locked his gaze with Martin, not even looking away from the beautifully dazed man and— his mouth swallowed Martin whole, causing Martin to moan.
"Oh, jesus christ, whatthefuck…"
Paxton's mouth sucked, his tongue rang atop Martin's cap, sending sizzling electricity to jolt down his spine. His hot tongue, ran from the top of Martin's length to the bottom in a low motion only to ferociously swallow him again and suck, nib—
And then Martin did not know when— he shot a load of cum into James mouth.
When Martin realized what he'd done, not warning the man on time, he felt embarrassment slam him on the head, but to his shock, this same man shamelessly swallowed his cum load.
"What, you didn't have to do that." Martin was speechless.
James smiled sexily and whispered in a husky voice. "Why? You are so delicious that I can't help but have you again."
Martin found himself turning red.
'Tch, this man. We had only met today and we're doing this together.'
Suddenly, it was as if the final thread of excitement snapped bringing Martin back to his senses. He immediately stood up from the bed, staring deeply at James.
"You're drunk, let's not do this."
James chuckled softly and said. "Do I look drunk to you?"
Martin moved away from the bed, away from James despite feeling his knees weaken at James' look of disappointment.
James sat upright and added. "I don't want to come get you myself. How can you leave after turning me on? Who will satisfy my need?"
It was like a bolt of lightning struck Martin.
"Satisfy your needs? Am I just your plaything?"
James shook his head and said. "You were interesting today at the bar. I felt a keen attraction towards you."
He decided to stand, causing Martin to grab the door knob. "If you do not want me to disappear from this room you better calm yourself down and sober up."
Martin did not want to have anything to do with a drunk man. But—
Martin seemed to realize that Paxton was acting a bit sluggish than earlier. Although drunk, he was able to carry himself, but now, his legs could barely support the weight of his body.
"What is wrong with you?"
James had almost fallen to the floor if not that he had caught him in time.
"What did you drink when I wasn't looking at you?"
At this moment, it was as if James had become motionless, his body growing terrifyingly heavy.
"Oh shit."
Both of them toppled to the ground. "We're you drugged or what?"
Suddenly Paxton whispered softly. "I shouldn't have trusted Alston. He is my rival who I only wanted to treat for a drink. I didn't expect his scheme to run so deep."
Martin did not understand.
"Listen, I want you to take me back to the car and drive towards Riverton."
James' head was becoming muddy to the point that it was impossible to think.
"When you get to Riverton, you'll get access to my condo."
Martin quickly stood up from the ground and searched for clothes since James had torn his own. Luckily, the wardrobe in this room was filled with boy clothes.
She immediately slipped into a comfortable gray pants and white plain shirt. Martin did not avoid the fact that James was almost naked, and from his brief, there was an undeniable bulge— an unattended need that Paxton wanted so badly.
Martin suddenly gulped, his sense of reasoning snapped at this moment— fueled by something powerful, he grabbed it.
'I actually grabbed him?' When Martin realized the mistake, it was already too late to be rectified.
James' eyes were open, dark with need, although something else screamed that James was drugged and might probably not remember this act, he couldn't stop himself.
Martin's touch was so divine that James couldn't stop him. "Ah, yes."
Sløwly, Martin released James' dick from his brief, shocked at the impossible size.
'Wait, why is he so big?'
Martin's dick was big, but for some reason, his own size couldn't compare to the monster in front of him.
He quickly stroked his hands up and down, causing Paxton to draw in a sharp breath.