Scum (Wrong Side of the Tracks 1)

When Ros let out a little whimper, Shane realized he’d pulled his hair a bit too hard, but that didn’t stop Ros from pushing Shane’s jeans and underwear lower to get his cock out.

“Fuck. It’s gorgeous,” Ros whispered when his hot breath tickled Shane’s dick like a promise of more.

Shane’s raspy laugh echoed under the dark roof as the rain intensified, drumming against the top of the wooden structure that kept them both dry. His cock, painfully hard and ready for whatever Ros could do, swayed in anticipation of touch.

“It’s waiting for your sweet tongue.”

Ros gave Shane one more smile before diving in. First for a kiss. His soft lips were like silk on Shane’s cockhead, and Ros’s fingers gliding up Shane’s hips only intensified the pleasure. But virgin boy was too impatient to toy with his first cock and took half of it in his hot mouth right away, sucking Shane into wet bliss.

“Oh, goddamn it,” Shane uttered, throwing his head back as that wet, hot mouth closed around him. He moved his thumb over smooth skin and finally made himself look down again, faced with the toe-curling sight of his dick stuck halfway in that innocent yet eager mouth. He couldn’t wait to plow it hard.

Ros tried to go deeper and take more of Shane’s dick, but only managed an inch before his throat constricted. Shane would teach him all there was to know about giving head, but they had time. For now, he’d enjoy watching a first-timer gag on a thick rod of meat, because that was a turn-on in itself.

“That… yeah, that feels good, pretty thing. Fuck, if I met you any time after your eighteenth birthday, you’d have been corrupted long ago,” he whispered, gently pulling at the thick hair to create a rhythm while the suction made the skin on his back tingle with pleasure.

Ros looked up with his big blue eyes. The big, regal nose made him appear older, but the pretty eyelashes messed with Shane’s head, reminding him how green this boy was when it came to sex. But inexperience didn’t stop Ros from putting his heart into sucking. His lips squeezed Shane’s cock, going back and forth over the thick length. One of Ros’s hands slid down Shane’s hip and between his legs to explore his balls. And, oh, was his confidence hot when it came from curiosity and willingness to explore. Shane hadn’t been with anyone like that before. The innocent ones were always either scared, or uncertain, yet Ros didn’t seem intimidated, and grinned up at Shane as soon as he dropped his damp cock into the cool air.

The little devil. He knew exactly what this was doing to Shane.

“I’ll be damned... I’ve got a natural on my hands,” Shane said and placed both his hands on Ros’s head, widening his stance while the slim, nimble fingers caressed his balls.

“You’re delicious,” Ros murmured and kissed the damp cock all over, but then stroked it slowly while delving in below it with his lips. “You taste good here too…” he said and licked Shane’s sac as if they had the time for this and weren’t in a semi-public space.

Maybe it was the way Ros acted, or maybe it was the rain, but something prompted Shane to stop rushing, even though his dick begged to be sucked again. He’d been conditioned to quick fucks, and he couldn’t wait to shed that habit.

“Fucking hell. If your daddy knew—” Shane whispered, petting Ros’s head as the rain hummed around them, creating a gray and green wall to shield them from unwanted attention. The air was oddly sweet, as if Ros’s personality had melded with their surroundings, making everything feel brighter and tastier.

“He won’t. Just you and me,” Ros said as if they were sweethearts, not two guys eager to fuck each other’s brains out.

He gave Shane’s balls one more kiss and was back to sucking cock as though it was his favorite candy. He put his whole body into it, swaying his shoulders and hips while his warm hand snuck up Shane’s stomach, its glide making Shane’s cock throb and rise as if his dick were attached to it by an invisible thread.

Shane had gotten used to taking his pleasure fast, but the sudden heat that overcame his body when Ros got to work for real was incomparable with the dirty deeds done in prison. It seeped into his blood and fizzed in his skull, as if he’d just gotten high on the purest, most delicious ecstasy pill.

He gasped for air, trembling over the handsome boy, but when Rosen leaned forward and choked around the hot dick while looking straight into Shane’s eyes, playtime was over. Cum shot out of Shane’s balls so forcefully he grabbed at the wooden support, caught between pleasure and pain.