Bollywood Dreams by Scarlet Blackwell

Author:Scarlet Blackwell [Blackwell, Scarlet]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Amar’s legs shook with every pass of Rama’s tongue. He flinched and trembled, wanting to grab his cock desperately, knowing if he did, it would all be over. Saliva ran down onto his balls and inner thighs. Rama showed no sign of stopping. Amar was sure he was about to blow his load from Rama’s tongue alone.

“Please,” he moaned. “I’m going to come.”

Rama stopped and Amar whimpered in disappointment. He felt hard flesh pressing against him and he cried out as Rama buried himself to the hilt.

“Fuck, fuck…” He tried to breathe through the sudden intrusion, filled so full it felt as if Rama would shortly appear out of his mouth.

Rama pulled him back onto his lap. He held him a moment, one arm around Amar’s torso, lips against his neck. Deeply impaled, Amar sat motionless, gasping, his orgasm begging for admittance.

Rama idly fondled Amar’s cock and balls. He thrust up into Amar, who nearly saw stars. Amar swore, writhing, grabbing Rama’s hand and forcing his fingers around his shaft.

Rama laughed softly. He pushed Amar off his lap, face down flat on the bed, then he fucked him, his weight upon him, each drive of his cock into Amar’s arse causing Amar to simmer with the need to explode.

Amar writhed on the bed, clenching Rama’s cock, feeling it sliding wetly against his insides, pulling the climax from him. He jammed one hand under himself and rubbed his cock as each thrust drove him up the bed until his head touched the wall.

This was it, he was sure of it. Never would he be fucked so perfectly again in his life. He had reached the peak with Rama and it was all downhill from here. He wished it would never end. He wished he could kidnap Rama and take him far away.

Their skin stuck together and peeled apart noisily. Rama was almost as loud, grunting and groaning and cursing as his thrusts grew harder, deeper, needier.

He grasped Amar’s hand, fingers crushing his, his mouth against Amar’s neck as he came, shuddering violently against him.

Amar held on tightly to Rama’s hand. He closed his eyes as he let the orgasm finally wash over him, curling his toes and making him buck hard against the bed. He grabbed his cock, pumping every last drop from it before he collapsed into the wet patch, motionless.

Rama lay still, his weight on Amar, his softening cock still sheathed inside him. Both of them were silent.

BOLLYWOOD DREAMS

Scarlet Blackwell

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