Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 54110 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54110 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
“Do you think there were gay Neanderthals?”
Fuck. His brain-to-mouth filter seemed non-existent lately.
“Are you serious?” Logan’s voice was a little strangled, amusement mixed with annoyance. “What kind of question is that?”
“Just had a thought,” Andrew said, still stroking his cock lazily.
“Your brain is a very weird place.”
Andrew hummed noncommittally.
“Why are you thinking about gay cavemen while you’re jacking off?” Logan said.
“How do you know I’m jacking off?”
“I have ears.”
Andrew let go of his cock and brought his hand up his body, stroking his trembling stomach, and then kneading his pecs. His skin prickled, oversensitive after not being touched for so long. He moaned.
“Shut the fuck up,” Logan said.
Andrew returned his hand to his cock. “No one forces you to listen.”
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were asking for it.” Oh, Logan sounded pissed.
Andrew squeezed his cock, his arousal spiking. “I’m not responsible for your sick mind, you perv.”
Logan laughed. “My sick mind? You’re getting yourself off a few inches away from me and moaning like a porn star.”
“It’s not like you don’t do it, too,” Andrew said, stroking his cock faster. “Everyone does it. It’s a natural body function. Don’t know why you’re making such a big deal out of it.”
“Already forgot that I’m a ‘homo’?” Logan said scathingly.
Andrew bit his bottom lip. “Are you saying you can’t control yourself? That’s pretty pathetic.”
“I can control myself,” Logan said. “You aren’t that hot. But shutting you up with my cock has never been more tempting.”
Andrew licked the inside of his mouth, his heart hammering in his chest. He stroked his cock faster, painfully aware of Logan’s large body behind his. “I told you to spare me your sick fantasies.”
Logan laughed. “At least have the decency to stop jerking off while you’re talking to me.”
“Why? I’m perfectly capable of multitasking.” In all honesty, he probably should stop talking to Logan, but Logan’s low, growly voice—the danger of him snapping—it only made his pleasure sharper. He couldn’t stop touching his cock, his hand flying faster over it, the slick sound of flesh against flesh filling the small shelter. He moaned—
Growling, Logan rolled and pressed himself flush against Andrew’s back.
His very naked back.
“Get away from me, you—”
“Drop the act,” Logan snapped, his hand gripping Andrew’s hip. “You wouldn’t be naked if you didn’t want this, you bigoted little cocktease.”
“I’m not a—”
“You’re the biggest fucking cocktease I’ve ever met,” Logan growled. “You go around half-naked, you jerk off next to me, you give me those needy doe eyes—”
“I don’t!”
“You do. And you touch me all the time,” Logan said and ground his cock between Andrew’s cheeks.
His very hard cock.
Andrew had another man’s cock rubbing against his ass.
God, it was so degrading. He was a man. A normal man. How dare that asshole rub his cock against him as if Andrew were a woman or a cock-hungry faggot? Andrew wanted to stop him. He did. But Logan was so much bigger and stronger than him. Fighting him would be pointless, right?
“So now you have to lie in the bed you made,” Logan said, his breath hot and moist against Andrew’s ear. “I’m finally doing what you wanted.”
“I don’t want this, you—you rapist!”
Logan laughed, the sound low and full of amusement. “Rapist? Why are you still jerking off, then?”
Andrew flushed, realizing that he was still stroking his cock. “I’m just horny,” he said, defensively. “I was close to coming when you started molesting me. That’s all.”
“Don’t stop on my account,” Logan said, his tone very dry, as if he wasn’t rutting between Andrew’s cheeks like a disgusting animal. “Go on.”
Andrew scowled, but fuck, he really was horny. He wanted to get off. Even having a naked man pressed so tightly against his back wasn’t turning him off. He blamed his touch starvation. His skin was tingling at every point they were touching, and it was so hard to think about anything else. It felt so good. He needed to…
“Fine,” he grumbled, resuming stroking. “But don’t get any funny ideas. If you even think about sticking your cock in my ass—”
“Not planning to,” Logan said. “I have standards.”
“I hate you,” Andrew said with feeling, fisting his cock faster. “God, I can’t stand you.”
Logan snorted. “The feeling is mutual, you bigoted little tease,” he said, his cock pressing harder and harder between Andrew’s cheeks.
The slippery head caught against his hole for a moment, and Andrew jerked, as if electrocuted, a hiss leaving his lips. “Don’t you dare,” he bit out, squeezing his own cock. “If you even think about sticking your huge, disgusting cock into my ass—”
“For a straight guy, you sure fixate on my cock’s size a lot.”
“Fuck you. My point is, if you even think about putting your cock in me, I swear I’ll—I’ll—”
“You what?” Logan said into his ear, his voice low and hoarse. “What will you do? Call the police? I can do anything to you, and no one will stop me.”