I Am Tired Of Being A Hero-Chapter 191: Tug-of-war (Mature)

Cheeky! Arrogant! Proud!

There were many terms that Ravi could use to describe Arlen at this moment. But what was more fascinating was how he seemed to glow even more when he was like this.

"I am sure I can handle it," Ravi said, his eyes licking up and down Arlen’s form slowly, as he attempted to take back control of this little play. He took a deep breath, calming his mind as his breathing paced out and his heart which was pouncing erratically, slowed its thumping.

Arlen grinned. Not today, love. freewebnσvel.cøm

"Come here, Ravi." Arlen’s voice was a deep, seductive rumble and Ravi swallowed. He wondered if Arlen could tell that his voice was his undoing, he could feel his cock hardening as if by command.

He raised an eyebrow and stood up. He could feel the gaze on him, the bone-melting lust in Arlen’s gaze tunneled right into him and he could not help but grin. Relishing those reactions, he savored them as he walked towards him. You see, taking back control was that easy.

He stood in front of Arlen and stood on his top toe to kiss him in a passionate tug-of-war. When he pulled away, he grinned before his eyes widened.

Arlen sank to his knees in front of him and Ravi forgot how to breathe. His hair was a hot mess and he looked more like a fallen angel brought down by depravity.

Ravi died just about then, all the tricks and plans he had made just about went out of the window when warm hands wrapped around his cock. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and his knees turned to jelly as pure pleasure shuddered through him.

He just had an orgasm a few minutes ago and his cock was so sensitive. He looked at Arlen who was grinning up at him.

"Fuck!" Ravi swore as Arlen drew his tongue up the length of Ravi’s shaft. The sensation of that hot wetness made him reach out and weave his fingers through Arlen’s hair for support. The tip of Arlen’s tongue dragged all the way down his cock to the root and licked around the base. He circled it a few times before pulling away to look at Ravi with pure, unadulterated heat in his eyes.

"Do you know that you taste so delicious?"

Ravi did not know what to say, to be honest, every coherent thought in his mind vanished right from his brain when Arlen followed through by wrapping his mouth around Ravi’s length and swallowing him down.

The heady dose of bliss rolled through him causing him to squeeze Arlen’s strands, he let out a moan when...it was gone.

Ravi moaned at the sudden loss of pleasure and looked down at Arlen who smiled.

"I asked you a question."

A question. Question. What a question. Ravi felt like he was going crazy. His mind struggled to remember what Arlen was talking about before he flushed even more.

What kind of question was that? But the memory of those lips on his cock made Ravi cave in, "No."

"Oh! You should taste yourself. So damn sweet."

Before Ravi could scream, those lips descended on him again.

"Oh fuck!" Ravi breathed, as pleasure rushed up his thigh and the length of his cock. Precum pulsed from the tip and Arlen licked frantically to lap it all. When the tip of his tongue dipped into the tiny slit for more, Ravi’s knees almost buckled.

Arlen’s fingers dug hard into his hips steadying him.

"Peanut butter or jam, what do you prefer on your bread?" Arlen paused to ask.

Ravi was terrified that he might stop and he hurried to answer, "Jam."

The chuckle against his balls made Ravi’s entire body tremble.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Arlen’s hot mouth was perfect and when he began to bob forward, Ravi was a few seconds from exploding.

He looked down at the sight of those pink lips wrapped around his cock, those ocean blue eyes that had turned dark with lust looking up at him, Ravi might combust on the spot. The intense sensation gripped him almost as tightly as the suction on Arlen’s mouth. He closed his eyes, tilting his head back. He wanted to grip tighter but he was afraid that he might just lose the grasp on his strength.

"Look at me. Don’t take your eyes off me." Arlen whispered the instruction as he wrapped his right hand around his cock, stroking it lazily as he sucked him off with fervor.

Ravi looked at him, letting out a choked groan, his hips bucking when Arlen gave the head a wet, tonguing kiss. Arlen moaned raggedly, sucking harder until his cock jerked and gave out another small gush of precum. His man turned guttural and he plunged his mouth down on his length.

Ravi felt like he was on a rocking boat in a tempestuous sea without any paddle or jacket. The sensation that rushed through his body was dizzying as he stared down at Arlen, his precious Arlen sucking his cock like he had never wanted anything more in his life.

Ravi hissed, holding his head as his hips bucked, his cock swelling even harder in Arlen’s mouth.

Arlen fondled his balls, adding another layer to the sensory overload that assaulted his mind, a loud moan left his lips. He jerked his hips forward and the tension coiled inside him. His brain had completely shut down and all he could feel was the hot suction of Arlen’s mouth and the ache in his balls threatening imminent explosion.

Arlen slid his hand further back and ran his finger between the perk cheeks, tracing the tight pucker of his ass.

Ravi’s entire body jerked, a snarl leaving his lips as his entire body quivered. Cum shot out of him as his cock pulsed, yet Arlen kept his mouth around him, swallowing him down.

Ravi’s mind was wiped clean and he floated, riding on the bliss that short-circulated his senses.

He fell over and was caught by Arlen. He made a sound that was neither a scream nor a sob. It was not a moan or a cry but it sounded so beautiful to Arlen’s ears and he grinned.

"Love, what does it mean? What does Min Sol mean?"