(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 418

Chapter 418: A man’s satisfaction (m)

Kellen gripped desperately to the sheets beneath him, his fingers tearing through the sheets from the sheer force of his strength. The strangled gasp that left his lips filled the air, louder than the sound of the sex toys that were being used on him. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

Rhys who was always watching, always observing, let out a warm chuckle.

"That’s it. You’re doing so well. Look at you, drowning in pleasure. Are you enjoying yourself, sugar?" Rhys’ hands caressed Kellen’s body, touching his back, drawing a soft, barely noticeable line that made Kellen’s whole body twitch.

Rhys’ other hand was wrapped around the toy that felt like it was consuming Kellen’s cock. He’d never used this toy, it was something Rhys had brought over and hidden away from Kellen in plain sight. Hidden inside of a canister that looked like a giant metal cup, when in fact, it was a self masturbator unlike any of the ones Kellen had seen and or bought.

It was slimy, slick, and bumpy on the inside. Kellen had watched Rhys squirt lube inside of it so he knew that the feeling of it and the lube were related, but Kellen couldn’t hold a train of thought together long enough to make more connections. Kellen hadn’t really liked self masturbators before now. He hadn’t really seen the appeal.

Rhys was always introducing him to new things.

Kellen heard the sheets tear more as he twitched. He was trying to get away from how good it felt. His body jerking as Rhys pressed him into the bed, keeping his hips up in the air so he could hold the masturbator against his cock, swallowing his cock. Making sure he had enough space to slide it up and down on his cock.

Kellen let out another choked gasp, the moans endless as they poured from his lips.

If it had been just the sex toy on his cock, Kellen might have been in a less restless state. He wasn’t sure, but he thought that he might have been able to hold out a little more, but of course it wasn’t just one.

Rhys had inserted a toy into Kellen’s ass. Had said that he couldn’t let all of Kellen’s hard work go to waste, and what was a guiding session without a little ass play? Kellen didn’t even really know what that meant, but he wasn’t sure if he agreed or not.

Guiding sessions were just guiding sessions. The only consistency was that they needed to be over in 15 minutes or less, and Rhys hadn’t even told Kellen to start guiding at any point so far. They were just playing with Kellen’s body.

Not that Kellen was complaining, he was just hot, he couldn’t remember the amount of times he’d cum so far, and his muscles felt like liquid. When Rhys had told him that he wanted to take care of Kellen, he didn’t think that this would be so one sided.

Kellen wanted to complain, wanted to bring up the fact that Rhys hadn’t cum once, but then Rhys would walk around the bed, stroke Kellen’s hair and he’d see how Rhys was rocking a hard on, his eyes golden and satisfaction in his gaze. He might not be cuming as much as Kellen, but he was getting satisfaction nonetheless.

Kellen clenched his teeth, trying to hold the moans in, but a particularly deep thrust made his brain scramble.

"Ah. Rhys. I-I-" Kellen didn’t even know what he was saying. The toy in his ass was tapping his prostate, and the more he wiggled the more it moved, flowing with his body. It was another toy that Rhys had brought. Kellen’s toys had all been standard, normal. Rhys had brought the ones that felt soft to the touch, but were completely different beasts once they came in contact with liquids.

Kellen had a feeling that they were meant to mimic a certain monster and Kellen just didn’t want to think about it. He’d heard stories about them on the front lines, but he’d had no interest. Once again, Rhys was showing him things that he hadn’t even considered. Things he had dismissed easily, thoughtlessly.

Rhys’ bodyweight covered Kellen’s from behind, his breath fanning over his neck, his cock rubbing against his back as his pace quickened on his cock. Kellen was a moaning mess as Rhys pressed his lips against his shoulders and neck.

"That’s it. Good boy. Cum as much as you want. Look at you, tearing through the sheets. Do you like it a lot?" Kellen was panting, his words like a needle in his brain. Damn it. He wanted to kiss him.

Kellen turned his head, panting, trying to meet Rhys’ gaze. He was wanting, twisting, raising his hips to rub against Rhys’ lower body. Rhys’ grin had a sharpness to it that Kellen hadn’t seen in a while, but he didn’t mind.

"K-Kiss-" Rhys didn’t have to be asked twice. He bent further, his lips covering Kellen’s as his weight pressed him further into the bed, his body angled so that he was still able to jerk Kellen off.

Kellen came in an explosion of colours behind his eyes, his moans and gasps swallowed up my Rhys’ greedy tongue. He took and took and took, swallowing everything, his hands still moving as Kellen felt like he was shattering apart. Rhys only pulled back when Kellen went limp, his body twitching against his will from the over stimulation.