Page 40 of Mytho Investigations: Side Stories

“Apparently.” He flexed his claws against Adam’s ass, remembering how much he liked it.

Adam grunted and ground against him. He nuzzled beneath Jake’s jaw. With a hand down Jake’s pants, he coaxed his dick to push all the way out. It didn’t require much effort at all. “All I want to do is suck you off, so I can watch your eyes roll back again.”

“They did not.” They totally had. “Go on. I’m not going to stop you.”

That said, Adam dropped to his knees and pulled Jake’s pants down. “Fuck,” he whispered like a prayer before licking the length from sheath to tip.

Jake ran his fingers through Adam’s hair. With Adam’s mouth around his cock, he didn’t care if this was an experiment as he was a willing subject. Adam’s hand cupped his balls, and he barely held himself back from thrusting into his mouth.

He wanted to suck Adam’s dick. The ache for something he’d never had warred with the pleasure of what he did have. He pushed the thought aside, needing to make the most of the moment. His toes curled against the floor. “That feels so good.”

Adam released him with a pop and glanced up. “I’m so tempted to keep going.”

It would be easy to agree, but he wanted more. “I want you naked this time.”

He knew what humans had in their pants from porn, and he wanted to get his paws on Adam’s body and cock. He pulled him up and licked a stripe up his neck before tugging at his hoodie.

Adam hurriedly pulled it off and the T-shirt beneath while Jake stepped out of his pants. They were really doing this. If a hung ogre like Troy could fuck a human, he could fuck Adam no problem. He probably wouldn’t even shoot fast; his nerves were enough to keep him from getting too excited.

Or at least they were until Adam unzipped his jeans and shoved them over his hips, leaving him in a pair of black briefs that did nothing to hide the bulge of his erection. He was ripped, all hard muscle, with a light dusting of golden-brown hair. Adam could have any man he wanted, but he was in Jake’s tiny apartment, looking at him as though he hadn’t eaten in a week, and he wanted everything on the menu.

Jake ran his paws over Adam’s chest, careful not to scratch, learning the curve of each muscle, then over the length of his dick. “Can I?”

“I hope you’re going to…”

Jake hooked his fingers into the briefs and stretched the fabric with his claws. It wouldn’t take much.

Adam watched. “Do it.”

“Rip them?” Clothes weren’t cheap.

“Yeah.” Adam’s heartbeat quickened and his dick twitched.

The sharp tang of pre-cum filled Jake’s nose. He wanted a taste. His claws pushed through the fabric as he pulled. The briefs ripped, and Adam’s breath hitched when Jake ripped them off him.

Adam’s cock jutted forward, thick and ruddy and begging to be licked. Jake dropped the scrap of fabric, crouched, and obliged, lapping over his balls and up the length, tasting the salty pre-cum that slid from the tip.

“Hmm. Your tongue…” Adam’s fingers swept between Jake’s ears. “Can I touch your ears?”

“Yeah.” His lungs filled with the scent of Adam with each breath. It was going to take more than a shower and a scrub to erase the smell this time. He wasn’t sure he wanted to. He wanted the memories to last.

Adam’s touch was light, cautious as his fingers caressed the edge of Jake’s pointed ear. Despite the obvious attraction, Jake expected Adam to pull away at any moment and decide it was too much. But Adam kept on exploring, as if his fur and ears and everything else was fascinating.

Jake nipped the skin above Adam’s hip and stood, licking the hollow of his throat on his way up. He wanted to lick him all over. And bite him a little more.

Adam’s eyes were dark, his fingers threaded with Jake’s. “I don’t want to finish my beer, do you?”

“What beer?” He led Adam towards the bed. It was only a half dozen paces away. Adam didn’t resist, and he didn’t take his eyes off Jake.

Jake sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Adam onto his lap. His paws smoothed over Adam’s hips to cup his ass again. This time, Adam flinched. “Is my skin too rough?”

“I like it. I’m not sure about your claws getting too intimate with my hole.”

Jake lifted one hand. “I did my best. I even filed them after trimming them.”

Adam opened his lips and took both fingers into his mouth. His tongue swept over the claws as if to test the sharpness. But it was the way his tongue moved over the pads of his fingers that was far more exciting. And Adam must’ve seen something in Jake’s face because he did it again before drawing back slowly. “They don’t seem too bad.”

“And if they are?”