His lover’s hands wandered, and Ethan tore at his shirt, desperate to get him naked.
The heat went up.
Gene pushed his face from his, struggling to assess the situation, but when he looked into his lover’s eyes, the lights were on, butNO ONEwas home.
His pupils were huge.
Now, there was a problem. From that moment out, there would be no rationalizing with him.
“EJ,” he said, his own body feeling the effects of the drugs, albeit not as much as Ethan.
His dripping wet, horny partner was now stuck to the front of him and holding on with one hell of a grip.
“God! Fuck me so hard,” Ethan whispered, his hands going down Gene’s pants as he grabbed his dick and wouldn’t let go.
Gene moaned.
“Fuck,” he muttered, as he fought that haze and the man clinging to him.
Gene’s body was humming, alive, and feeling like a million fingers were all over him. They were caressing every nerve in his body.
There were little shocks of pleasure going off like fireworks. He’d never felt anything like it, and he now understood why the government wanted this shit shut down. His normally sane partner was amped up.
And had no limits.
As he tried to focus, the man he loved was tearing into his pants, desperately trying to get at his dick at all costs, and it was working.
Logical Gene said to restrain him and get himself into the shower too, but horny Gene said to skip it and fuck instead.
Once more, horny Gene won.
In his diminished capacity to think, he rationalized it as they were only climbing on each other, so how could it hurt?
It was an insane back and forth between rationalizing and worrying about Ethan’s ability to consent.
As he was trying to fight it, his partner found his dick, and he started blowing him, feverishly forcing his big dick down his throat until he choked on him.
He never even noticed him going to his knees. That’s how fast he was.
To hold on, Gene’s hands were in Ethan’s wet hair, and while he could see what was going on, he couldn’t stop it.
Not that he wanted to.
In fact, he needed more.
Leaning on the counter with his shirt already gone, and his pants and boxers at his ankles, he stared down at his partner.
And it happened.
Gene recognized the moment that his ability to be in control shut off.
He started roughly using Ethan’s face to drive him down and up his cock, choking him like he’d never choked him before.
And the man on his knees loved it.
He lived for it.
The need overwhelmed him, and his balls tucked into his body as he knew he was about to cum. Gene was cognizant, but unable to stop himself.
