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  The next one he stumbled upon though made him frown. It even had a fanart attached to it of Lolly… pregnant. It made him hug his own stomach as he sensed a weird, uncomfortable cramp go through it.

  He only started reading out of morbid curiosity when Dusk came back and slumped on the cot next to him. “Dawn is hard work. It won’t be easy to find him a boyfriend.”

  For a moment Abe wasn’t sure what Dusk was talking about, but when truth sank in, he laughed and petted Dusk’s head. “At least you got the ball rolling. Better take a look at this.”

  Dusk’s sneer told him all Abe needed to know about Dusk’s attitude to male pregnancy art. “The hell?”

  “To be fair, it’s never gonna happen. This baby is staying flat,” he said and patted his stomach.

  “Just the way I like it.” Dusk looked at the screen over Abe’s shoulder while sliding his hand under Abe’s top.

  Abe laughed and rolled his hips until the warm palm spread over his skin, so hot it was making him breathless. “Why am I always portrayed as the girl in those stories? This pregnancy thing’s really pushing it.”

  “I know. It’s like, just because you have pink hair, and you’re this big-eyed, sweet creature, you’d be any different to a regular guy. If only they knew how dirty you can get…” Dusk bit on Abe’s ear. “What’s the fanfic about? How did I get you pregnant?”

  Abe scratched his head. “Well, you got me knocked up by accident when our condom broke. I started puking every morning, and then we found out. And I was panicking but you were like: don’t worry, Lolly. I will take care of you and our baby,” Lolly said, lowering his voice and trying to make his expression resemble Dusk’s mimic.

  Dusk started laughing so hard tears appeared in the corners of his eyes. “It’s like they know me. I’d totally take care of you and our baby.” His hand slipped so far up Abe’s chest he managed to pinch Abe’s nipple.

  Abe relaxed, arching his throat until it was completely covered by the heat of Dusk’s palm. “You better. It’s not easy being pregnant on tour. Especially when nobody can know yet, so I’m forced to pretend I’m gaining weight.”

  Dusk wouldn’t stop laughing and hugged Abe even tighter, running his thumb over Abe’s Adam’s apple. “Wanna make babies?” he whispered into Abe’s ear, and it should have made Abe cringe, but instead a shiver went down his spine, because his mind instantly produced the obscene image of Dusk’s dick pushing inside him.

  He was still hung up on the fanfic when he spoke, never looking away from Dusk’s handsome smile. “Here? Where everyone can hear us?” he asked, running his hand down Dusk’s side.

  “They’re talking, and it’s not like you can hear everything from here. The radio’s on too. I’ll stay inside you as long as I can, so that it all stays in and knocks you up.” Dusk’s breath sped up, and his eyes settled on Abe with unexpected intensity.

  Abe’s balls tightened in a jolt of lust, and he moaned softly, rubbing Dusk’s arms before grabbing the curtain and rapidly pulling it completely shut around their little hideout. The most they’d done on the bus with others present was blowjobs, but now Abe wanted more. It was all Dusk’s fault.

  Dusk grinned from ear to ear. He nestled his weight between Abe’s legs, slowly rocking his hips and rubbing their cocks against each other. “Or I could pull out if you’re afraid of getting pregnant after all,” he whispered against Abe’s ear.

  Abe couldn’t stand it anymore. He burst out with laughter and twisted in Dusk’s arms to bury his face in the pillows. “I can’t—”

  “I like this position too.” Dusk rose only to flip Abe over. “I can just imagine all that cum drizzling down your legs.”

  If there was something Abe had learned about Dusk’s sexual appetite in the past weeks, other than that it was voracious, it was that he loved seeing his seed on Abe’s skin, rubbing it in, seeing the spunk drip down Abe’s chin. That glistening look of absolute delight in his eyes was what Abe seemed to live for lately.

  “I heard that it’s good for conception,” chuckled Abe, stretching out on the mattress and watching Dusk in the faint light that managed to slip in through the curtain that was in essence just a cheap blanket. “Are you absolutely sure we can afford that baby?” he whispered and licked his lips as heat burned inside his body.

  Dusk covered Abe’s body with his, already reaching under them, to Abe’s zipper. “We’ll make it work, babe,” came with a suppressed chuckle that turned into the lowest of groans as Dusk rubbed his erection against Abe’s ass. “I can’t think anymore. I wanna pump my cum into your tight body.”

  “Oh yeah? Am I still tight as a virgin, babe?” whispered Abe, shuddering with laughter when the music at the front of the bus suddenly went up in volume. Clearly they weren’t being as quiet as they’d believed.

  “Always. The way your ass squeezes my dick makes me want to jizz inside you. You have no idea how much I want that.” Dusk was quick with pulling Abe’s jeans down, and by the sound of it, his own were coming off too. Abe’s assumptions were confirmed when Dusk’s already hard cock pressed against his bare buttocks. The muscle-melting sensation it gave him never got old.

  Abe moaned into the pillow and spread his knees slightly to brace himself before rocking his hips against Dusk. As he looked back with a tempting smile, his muscles were already burning, his stomach felt relaxed and hot, his chest tight, and all his thoughts focused on getting Dusk’s dick to fill him. “Fuck... this is so hot,” Abe whispered, thinking of the others sitting so close. All it would take was a pull on the curtain, and both he and Dusk would be exposed to the world.

  “No, I mean it, Lolly.” Dusk kissed his cheek, and the stubble on it made Abe shiver in anticipation. “I wanna go bare with you. No pressure, but it’s something that’s on my mind all the time, so I’ve gotta put it out there.” As Dusk whispered the words, his dick seemed to swell and get even harder against Abe’s skin.

  In the brief moment when Abe’s brain turned white with lust, the thick girth of Dusk’s shaft delved between his buttocks, resting in the crack and already teasing him with the promise of a good, hard fuck. His breath caught in his throat, and he eventually looked back so rapidly it made his neck ache, but he couldn’t look away when his eyes met Dusk’s intense green gaze. Something inside him was melting, and he couldn’t even establish in his own head what it was that he wanted. “You do?” he uttered in the end, shuddering from the excitement of being so close to him in the heat of the bus, enclosed in a tiny space.

  Dusk exhaled so hard his hot breath tickled Abe’s lips. “Hell yeah. I’ve never gone bare with anyone, but I’ve always wanted to. With girls, there was the pregnancy risk, or I didn’t know them enough to ask. And then with guys there was never one I knew long enough to go for it. But with you… fuck, Lolly. It’s like this visceral need to know I’ve come deep inside you. That you let me in that way.”

  Abe whimpered as need jolted through his body, leaving behind stabs of pleasure and pain all over his insides. His skin felt hot. It felt cold.

  He knew that if he said yes, Dusk would never forget him.

  His stomach twisted with nerves, and he sought out Dusk’s hand, squeezing his fingers hard. With sweat cooling on his face, he remembered how viscerally good it was to have another guy come inside him with no barriers between them. Back then, he was too young and too dumb to know the risks and take care of himself. He’d been a good boy since. And now, Dusk was stripping him not only of his clothes but also of his sanity.

  “As I said, sweetie, no pressure,” Dusk whispered, but it was difficult to think when his thick cock throbbed so deliciously between Abe’s buttocks. “But I test regularly, never gone bare before, and I’ve only been with you since we met.”

  The way Dusk’s muscular chest pressed against Abe’s back was what wet dreams were made of, and the rattling of the bus was like yet another element of their sex already.

  Abe’s lips throbbed for a kiss, and he looked back, still holding o
n to Dusk’s hand as ripples of pleasure coursed through his body before the sex even started. “Just... fuck... breed me, Dusk,” he uttered, curling his toes at the sheer excitement of the words passing through his lips.

  Dusk’s pupils widened, as if Abe’s declaration went straight into his veins, and he leaned down to ravage Abe’s mouth with an aggressive kiss. His cock already pushed against Abe’s hole, but Abe knew Dusk would get lube first, so he was perfectly relaxed.

  He wanted to be the object of such intense lust. It was a pleasure in its own right to know that this big, handsome guy went nuts over him. Dusk was very proud of his long thick hair, but Abe would bet that if he wished for him to, Dusk would shave it off with a blunt razor.

  Not that he’d ever want it gone. Now that it swiped over the back of his neck, he wished he could forever live his life in the shadow it provided. “Will you?” he whispered, bending his legs to push Dusk closer with his calves.

  “Fuck yes,” Dusk hissed and grabbed the lube from under the pillow. “I will breed you so hard. You like that idea? Being full of my spunk?”

  The fact that his cock was bare was now so prominent in Abe’s mind that it seemed it was Abe’s brain that was throbbing. He was already fantasizing about sensing each vein, and the closer he was to having Dusk enter him, the more frantic he was feeling. “I... yes. I want your spunk inside me. I want you. I do.”

  Dusk pulled his hips away, but before Abe could miss the thick cock, Dusk’s lubed fingers were right there to replace it and work their magic. They only teased Abe’s hole for a moment, spreading the slippery lube around the puckered entrance, but they delved inside without any issue into Abe’s relaxed and needy body.

  All Abe could think of was Dusk’s cock, hot and ready to plunge into him.

  “Squeeze that ass around my fingers. Show me how you’ll milk me,” Dusk rasped.

  Abe sucked in too much air and clenched his muscles around Dusk’s digits almost too hard. He smiled in satisfaction when Dusk’s groan danced over the back of his neck. “Just give it all to me. I’m gonna drain you until you’re parched.”

  “I can’t wait any longer,” Dusk whined and pulled out his fingers. His cockhead was right back at Abe’s stretched hole, about to push in, and sensing the precome on his skin wherever the fat cockhead slid over his ass was already giving Abe a thrill. Dusk pulled one of Abe’s buttocks to the side to enjoy the view before plunging in.

  Fireworks exploded within Abe’s skull, and he uttered a moan so broken he’d have been embarrassed if it weren’t for the loud music. The thick length impaled him in a long, powerful stroke, and the sensation of fullness had his legs shaking as if they were about to give up completely. He knew logically that it was only happening in his head, but he could sense the skin of Dusk’s dick, feel the edge of the corona passing through his sphincter somehow more intensely. He didn’t want to ever move from this cot.

  As soon as Dusk’s balls touched Abe’s skin, Dusk leaned down and pressed his whole weight into Abe’s shivering body. It was all too much. Not because he couldn’t take it but because it was so good he wasn’t even sure what to do with this much pleasure rippling through his body.

  “You like that?” Dusk whispered against Abe’s nape before biting into it. His teeth pinched the skin, so unlike the way the rough sheets rubbed against Lolly’s knees “I’m going to cum deep in your tight ass.”

  “I love it,” breathed Abe, moving his upper body to press even closer into the heat of Dusk’s chest. He could sense his partner’s heartbeat knocking against his flesh, and it almost felt as if his own heart were rushing to meet it midway.

  “Good, cause I’m not gonna last long, babe.” Dusk let out a raspy chuckle, and his hips started moving, forcing more moans out of Abe’s lips despite him trying to keep in the sounds. “Not with you milking me so well. Fuck, it feels good. Just you and me, and nothing between us.”

  The music might have gotten even louder, drowning Abe’s helpless moans as he melted into the pillows, squashed by Dusk’s firm body. He could barely even rock his hips with the thrusts so hard and fast, so he stayed passive, awaiting each push as if they were the only thing capable of keeping him sane.

  He lost his breath entirely when one of Dusk’s arms, so thick and strong, delved under Abe’s chest and pulled them closer. Resting his weight on his hands and upper body, Dusk jackhammered his dick into Abe, creating friction so powerful it could set their bodies aflame any minute.

  It couldn’t have lasted long, yet in Abe’s mind the sex felt like a blissful forever. Dusk bit down on his nape, hugging Abe tightly when he came. Even though it was a ridiculous notion, Abe could swear he sensed the hot spurts of cum inside him. Dusk was a machine, and yet this time, with nothing between them, there was something completely animalistic about the sex. As if Dusk wanted to claim him for himself, rub his scent on Abe’s skin, and leave teeth marks on his neck.

  “I want you to come with my spunk deep inside you,” Dusk said breathlessly.

  Abe was barely capable of thinking, let alone speaking at this point, but when Dusk pulled him back, until they both lay on their sides, still connected with Dusk’s cock, he might have said some random thing. He didn’t know. He didn’t think Dusk cared either. All he could think of was the way the dick shifted inside him as they changed position, and the firm, warm hand taking hold of Abe’s cock.

  He had to bite his lips to keep from crying out in pleasure at the violent way Dusk jerked him off. He was breathless when Dusk leaned close enough to kiss his jaw, and the sleek long hair covered Abe’s face, even spilling into Abe’s mouth when he remembered breathing wasn’t optional.

  Through the curtain of dark hair sliding over his eyelashes, he looked down at the strong, tattooed arm, and the thick fingers moving up and down his cock until it finally spurted cum.

  The white strings drizzled over Dusk’s tan fingers, and they were the last thing Abe saw before his eyes closed when the sensations tumbling over him became too much. Dusk’s cock, still a pronounced presence in Abe’s relaxed insides, was slowly retreating as it softened, and the unmistakable sense of being slicker than usual made Abe shudder in excitement. He at last stilled in Dusk’s arms, floating on the waves of the kind of desire that felt entirely new.

  “Lolly… That was amazing…” Dusk muttered. “I need to sleep. You wanna stay like this?”

  Still completely shell-shocked by what had just happened, he nodded, pulling Dusk’s arms tighter around his body. Still too hot to cover himself, Abe stared at the way sunlight penetrated their tiny space through the curtain, revealing vibrant colors of the pattern. His heart wouldn’t slow down even though his lust had now been sated, and all of a sudden, when Dusk’s cock slid out of him along with a wet trail, he was shaken to the core that he’d agreed to this in the first place. What had he been thinking? He hadn’t even known Dusk for two months, and there he was, letting him come inside as if there were absolutely no doubts about his trustworthiness.

  Whatever Dusk believed, he was clearly as much of a slut as Abe was. Neither of them could be completely safe as a partner after so short a time. Then again, six weeks was the longest Abe had stayed true to anyone since the age of sixteen, so what was up with that? This had been meant as fun, but he was falling deeper into Dusk’s strong, fragrant arms with each day. When had he become domesticated?

  Chapter 9

  Dusk grabbed Lolly’s ankle and tried to pull him under the water in the hot tub. Something the wall sign specifically advised against, but it wasn’t like Lolly could drown in knee-deep water. And if by any chance he drank too much of it, Dusk would be there to apply some mouth-to-mouth action.

  They’d only be staying in this hotel for two nights, but the place had a pool and a sauna. Dusk was paying for it, so he was adamant about using it all. It felt amazing to be able to afford a place like this after months and months of sleeping on the bus, or staying in dingy motels, even if it was meant as a one-off reward. Thei
r gigs were finally bringing decent money. Not Beyoncé gig-level money, but enough for them to actually make some savings after each night.

  This one time, they’d decided to splash out and instead of cramming five people into one room, they invested into getting three—one for Sid, one for Dusk and Lolly, and one for Dawn and Mage, since they didn’t mind sharing. While things weren’t amazing yet, the additional interest and cash made Dusk feel like he was stepping up in the world. He might not need God-knew-what, but he liked being able to treat Lolly to a nicer bed, a hot tub, or even a slightly fancier meal at a restaurant instead of the usual fare at a diner.

  The pool area in the hotel wasn’t all gold and marble, but it was there for them to use. Pale blue tiles were calming, and with no one else around, Dusk relaxed, making himself believe that it was somehow their private spa at his future home in Calabasas.

  Lolly gently kicked him under the water and grinned, rubbing his foot against Dusk’s outer thigh. “Stop sabotaging me. You’re such a menace!”

  “I’m just having fun.” Dusk grinned at him and pulled closer after a quick check that there was no one else around.

  This time, the pink head disappeared in the bubbling water, and Lolly’s foot trailed up Dusk’s hip, only to rest on his stomach with the heel pressing against flesh right above his dick.

  Dusk smiled so widely his face felt as if it was about to split. “You think that just because I treated you to lobster, you’re too classy for hot tub wrestling?”

  They’d had lobster at a Chinese buffet, but it was the real deal. Lolly remained underwater, and the leg that had been pushing at Dusk went somewhat limp. Lolly’s knee shifted, starting to float on the surface, but there was no movement. In the rumbling water, Dusk could hardly see much beyond the shade of Lolly’s body and the sheen of his hair, which in the dusky room looked a little bit like blood spreading under the stormy surface.