Please get me out of this BL novel...I'm straight! novel Chapter 166

Chapter 166: ’Just Let It Happen’

Heinz pressed his fingers deeper, scissoring them gently to stretch Florian further. The boy’s body responded immediately, his back arching as he let out a ragged moan.

"Heinz—oh, gods— more," Florian pleaded, his voice trembling with desperation. His hips rocked back, pushing Heinz’s fingers deeper, and Heinz could feel the way Florian’s body pulsed around him, slick and eager.

Heinz’s jaw tightened, his own breath hitching as he watched Florian’s face. The boy’s eyes were half-lidded, his cheeks flushed a deep red, and his lips parted in a silent cry.

He looked completely wrecked, his body trembling with every movement of Heinz’s fingers. Heinz could feel the heat radiating from Florian’s skin, the way his muscles clenched and released as he tried to take more.

"You’re doing so well," Heinz murmured, though the words felt strange coming from his lips. He wasn’t used to praising someone like this, especially not another man. Not Florian.

But Florian’s reactions were impossible to ignore, and Heinz couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of... pride? No, that couldn’t be it. He was just helping, that was all.

Florian’s cock twitched as Heinz’s fingers brushed against that sensitive spot inside him, and a soft whimper escaped his lips. "Please— please—I need—I can’t—" His words were a jumbled mess, but Heinz understood. The aphrodisiac had driven Florian to the brink, and he was barely holding on.

Heinz hesitated for a moment, his eyes flickering down to Florian’s cock. It was hard and leaking, the tip glistening with precum.

Heinz knew what he needed to do, even if the thought made his stomach twist with unease. He reached out with his free hand, wrapping his fingers around Florian’s length. The boy’s breath hitched, a choked moan escaping his lips as Heinz began to stroke him in time with the movements of his fingers.

Florian’s body jolted, his hips thrusting into Heinz’s hand as he let out a loud, desperate cry.

"Heinz— oh, fuck—that’s—that’s so good!" His voice was high-pitched and slurred, his words barely coherent. He was completely lost in the pleasure, his glassy eyes wide with desperation as he begged for more.

’He’s feeling it completely.’

Heinz’s own breath quickened, his pulse racing as he watched Florian fall apart. He could feel his own body reacting, a familiar heat pooling in his gut as he continued to work Florian over.

He tried to ignore it, to push the thought aside, but it was impossible when he was so close, when Florian was so responsive.

Who knew he was that responsive?

Florian’s hips jerked forward again, his cock throbbing in Heinz’s hand. "I’m—I’m so close— please—don’t stop!" he cried, his voice breaking on the last word. His body was trembling, his muscles tightening as he teetered on the edge.

Heinz’s fingers moved faster, his hand working Florian’s cock with a firm, steady rhythm. He could feel the way Florian’s body clenched around him, the way his breath came in short, ragged gasps. He was close, so close, and Heinz knew he couldn’t stop now.

He looked down at Florian, his heart pounding in his chest. The boy’s eyes were closed, his face relaxed in a way that Heinz hadn’t seen in a long time. He looked... peaceful, almost. But Heinz couldn’t shake the feeling of guilt that settled in his stomach, the way his own body still ached with unfulfilled desire.

’This has become a mess.’