333: 7.23 Thank You For The Treat [M]

7.23 Thank You For The Treat [M]

Moshe tilted his head up to stare at the ceiling overhead, mouth parting into a breathy sigh. He loved getting blowjobs and had gotten it from many toys in the past as well as some easily forgotten one night stands. Yet nothing ever stood out to him, not like this. He didn't even have to look to know how depraved Lu Yizhou's face would be now.  0

The inside of Lu Yizhou's mouth was hot, soft and engulfing. Moshe almost felt as if something inside him was tugged out alongside his precum, leaving him weak and defenseless. The hand not grabbing Lu Yizhou's head was clenching onto the edge of the table so tightly that it issued a crack. Wet, sucking noises reverberated across the room, mixing with heavy breathing and muffled pants. 

Lu Yizhou's tongue was nimble, teasing and insufferable. It curled and took one of his piercings, sucking it into his mouth before letting go with a pop. He seemed to love it, judging from the way he lavished attention toward every single one of them, making sure that their temperature rose to match his searing mouth. 

Not once or twice, Moshe had to yank Lu Yizhou's hair back to force him to let go — not because it wasn't good. On the contrary, Moshe was going to come embarrassingly fast! Where would he put his face next time if he crumbled under Lu Yizhou's tongue so easily like that?!

Every single time he did that, Lu Yizhou complied without a word, sitting back on his heel and tilting his head this way and that way according to Moshe's hand. The rims of his eyes were tinged red and the flush on his cheeks were deeper than before. And oh his lips, Moshe could sing poems to them. The way they curled slightly upward into a barely discernible smile as if knowing Moshe's predicament, the plush bottom that glistened with Moshe's precum, with the color even more bewitching than that of a poisoned apple… 

He wanted to lick them, wanted to see them bleed, wanted to ravage them until they were bruised and swollen. Moshe gritted his teeth as he felt himself tethering on the edge just because of the visual impact. Come on, Moshe, you're not such a vain man to succumb to a beau!

He breathed heavily, eyes spewing flames. "You're a man of so little words…" He lifted Lu Yizhou's chin up enough to display the horrendous teeth mark that had barely stopped bleeding. The crimson blood splattered over Lu Yizhou's honey skin, so contrasting that it was almost a sin. "...but your tongue speaks volumes. Do you enjoy it a lot? How many times have you done this to be so skillful?"

Lu Yizhou looked back at him with a gaze as clear as crystal. The raw emotions within them so clearly mirrored but at the same time, there was also something he couldn't quite comprehend. "Master is too generous to compliment my skill. This pet just likes to give you the 'entertainment' you want."

Another ruse, huh? Moshe grinned sharply, not amused. "One day, I swear I will drag the answer out of your mouth even if I have to peel your skin off for that. Mark my words." He let go of Lu Yizhou with a harrumph and propped his arms on the table. "Enough playing. Make me come, pet."

"As you wish," Lu Yizhou murmured. If previously he was just testing the water to gouge Moshe's reaction then this time he was truly getting to the business. With one broad palm wrapped around the base of Moshe's cock, he sucked the head into his mouth, making sure to lap every drop of precum that oozed out of it. He relaxed his throat and let Moshe slide in deeper, feeling the rough thrust of the piercings on the inner wall of his cheeks. 

Moshe grunted and bucked his hips forward, gripping Lu Yizhou's head roughly to pin him in place. Lu Yizhou accepted them all, going deeper and deeper until Moshe's cock hit the back of his throat and his nose flush against the wiry black hair on the base.

Lu Yizhou swallowed and a curse slipped out of Moshe's lips, breathless. "Fuck. I swear, you—" His words trailed off into a strained groan as Lu Yizhou began to move his head up and down, taking his entire length every single time whilst his hand moved down to massage Moshe's swollen balls, weighing and kneading them as he pleased. 

He closed his eyes and immersed himself into the fullness of Moshe in his mouth, his musky taste, the ticklish coarse hair that brushed against his cheeks, the heavenly sounds that fell from Moshe's lips… In the end, Lu Yizhou wrapped his arms around the base of Moshe's thighs and pushed himself deeper until all he could breathe in was the essence of his lover. 

He peeked up through his lashes and saw Moshe's deranged expression, eyes darkening so much that only the outer rings were coated with gold. His lover was staring down at him with the feral look of a predator that was itching to swallow his prey whole. He shivered and groaned around Moshe's cock, taking him impossibly deeper until he could feel his gag reflex kicking in. 

Before Lu Yizhou could compose himself though, he heard and felt Moshe coming apart around him. He gripped Lu Yizhou's hair so tight that his scalp tingled. His abdomen spasmed and legs buckled, head thrown back into a blissful look as he shot his load down Lu Yizhou's throat, forcing him to take in everything. A trembling, unabashed moan spilled forth his lips, bouncing off the walls and filling the entire room with heat.

Lu Yizhou's throat bobbed audibly as he swallowed, fingers dug into the flesh of Moshe's thigh. He could feel his throat spasming in protest but he willed himself to take everything in to the last drop, the warmth of his mouth encasing Moshe's cock until it calmed down and softened inside Lu Yizhou's mouth. 

His lips were delightfully sore, the strain palpable due to taking in a size bigger than what he used to. Not that he would complain. Moshe's jizz was thick, the smell all encompassing and oh so addictive that Lu Yizhou couldn't get enough. 

He was so engaged in giving Moshe the utmost pleasure that he neglected his own cock, heavy and straining against the fabric of his sweatpants. 

Moshe chuckled as he gradually composed his breath then he lifted one leg to press on the length of Lu Yizhou's cock, pulling out a deep hoarse groan from his throat. "Enjoying it much, pet? Look at you…" He cooed, toes wiggling and stroking Lu Yizhou's shaft almost mercilessly. "You look like you're made to suck my cock."

Lu Yizhou breathed in carefully and before Moshe could react, he took advantage of the man's current position to part his legs wider. Under Moshe's widening eyes, Lu Yizhou ducked his head in, past Moshe's balls… until he was reaching his moist, puckered hole, mouthing and licking with renewed eagerness.

"Aiden!" Moshe hollered, shocked and furious in equal measure. Moshe grabbed his head but Lu Yizhou was nothing but persistent. His teeth caught on the rim of Moshe's muscles, head tilted up as he began to massage the tense hole with his tongue.

Big Boss Moshe had lived for twenty six years. He had met all kinds of people; the timid, annoying, bold or eager ones — but this was the first time he had seen someone so intent on seeking death! Moshe was so angry that his mind turned blank for a split second!

"You…!" He tried to ignore the throbbing sensation on that part that had never been touched by others before, hands fumbling to pull Lu Yizhou off his body. But to his dismay, Lu Yizhou didn't even budge a bit! Like a soldier marching toward death, he was adamant on taking the enemy down with him! Moshe's knees faltered and he gripped onto the nearest surface available, chest heaving with boiling anger and humiliation. "Let go! I will fucking kill you, bastard!" His hands fumbled behind him to reach his gun he had thrown off somewhere. Even after searching for half a day he couldn't find it. Where had that stupid gun gone?!

Lu Yizhou chuckled — he fucking dared to laugh! — and pulled away before he could do Moshe an irreparable damage. This was enough for today. Moshe could order him around like a pet but Lu Yizhou wanted him to know that his sharp teeth and claws weren't for nothing.

Moshe might have fucked any Tom, Dick, and Harry before but now that Lu Yizhou was here, this would be his and his alone. Only Lu Yizhou could do something like this to him. Only Lu Yizhou could see such burning anger and unrestrained desire in his eyes. Only Lu Yizhou could breach his bottom line and push it further and further until it turned invisible. Only him. 

He sat back on his heels, taking in Moshe's furious expression whilst licking his lips. With a satisfied, raspy voice, he said, "Thank you for the treat, Master. It's very delicious."

Moshe's pupils shrank, chest heaving violently. This fucker…!

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