Lahat ng Kabanata ng Lubes City (Steamy BL Stories): Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Dante did not pull out.He stayed buried deep inside Luca, still half-hard, and rolled his hips in a slow, deliberate circle. The movement dragged his thick cock against the oversensitive walls of Luca’s hole. A fresh, broken sound left Luca’s throat. His hands came up and gripped Dante’s shoulders.“Too much,” Luca whispered, his voice wrecked.“I know.” Dante’s mouth curved against the side of his neck. He bit down lightly, then soothed the mark with his tongue. “That is the point. You are going to take more anyway.”He began to move again.The thrusts started slow and deep, almost lazy, but every stroke was precise. He angled his hips so the broad head of his cock rubbed continuously over that swollen spot inside Luca. The younger man’s back arched off the sheets. Soft, helpless moans spilled out of him with every drag.“Dante… ah… fuck…”“Language,” Dante murmured, but there was dark amusement in the word. He kept the same ruthless pace, one hand braced beside Luca’s head, the oth

Henry almost said no. The word was on his tongue for a long while but he didn't say anything. Instead he just nodded.“All right.”Daniel looked mildly surprised, as if he had expected more of a fight. He recovered quickly and gave a short nod of his own. “Good. I saw a store about five minutes from here on the way in. We can be in and out before it gets crowded.”Henry picked up the keycard from the counter and turned it over in his fingers. The plastic felt warm from sitting in the afternoon light. “By the way,” he said, “I do not exactly trust you to get things up to my standard.”Daniel’s eyebrows rose. “Your standard?”“Yes. My standard. I actually cook real food. I do not live on instant noodles and those neon energy drinks that look like they could power a small aircraft.”Daniel let out a short laugh that bounced off the bare walls of the small kitchen. “You think I live on instant noodles?”“I think you look like the type who does.”They stared at each other across the narrow

The second kiss lasted longer than the first. It was filled with every possible heat they didn't realize they had for each other.Henry’s hand stayed locked at the back of Daniel’s wet neck, fingers sliding through damp hair as he deepened the contact. Daniel answered with equal hunger, mouth opening under his, tongue sliding against his in a slow, deliberate stroke that sent heat straight down Henry’s spine. The taste of steam and clean skin filled Henry’s senses. Every time Daniel shifted closer, cool water from his body soaked into Henry’s shirt until the fabric clung to his chest.Daniel’s hands moved from Henry’s waist to the hem of his shirt. He pushed the material upward without breaking the kiss, palms spreading over warm skin. Henry made a low sound against Daniel’s mouth when those hands slid higher, mapping the lines of his stomach and the underside of his ribs. The bathroom still held thick steam from Daniel's bath earlier. It clung to their skin and made every touch feel

He leaned in again and grabbed Henry's mouth in a fierce kiss. Daniel pulled back from the kiss, both of them still breathing hard, mouths wet and swollen. He glanced down at the mess of come and water on their skin, then at Henry’s still-hard cock, and a slow, decisive look crossed his face.“Let’s head to bed,” he said, voice rough. “Now.”He stepped back just enough to let Henry move. They left the bathroom in a tangle of open clothes and damp skin, crossing the short hallway without speaking. Henry’s pants were still undone and hanging low on his hips. Daniel remained completely naked, cock heavy and flushed as he walked. The moment they entered Henry’s bedroom, Daniel shut the door with his foot and pushed Henry backward onto the mattress.Henry landed on his back against the gray sheets. Daniel climbed over him at once, straddling his thighs again, and looked down between their bodies with open hunger. Henry’s cock lay hard and messy against his stomach, still shiny from the bat

They moved down the short hallway in a tangle of hands and half-removed clothes. Henry’s shirt came off somewhere near the doorway. Daniel’s hands were everywhere, chest, stomach, the hard line of Henry’s cock still trapped in his open pants. By the time they reached the bed, both of them were breathing hard and done with patience.Daniel pushed Henry down onto the mattress and climbed over him. He spit into his palm without ceremony and wrapped his hand around both of their cocks, pressing them together. The fresh saliva mixed with everything still coating Henry’s skin from earlier. The first stroke produced a wet, filthy sound that filled the quiet room.“Feel that?” Daniel said, voice low and rough. He stroked them hard and steady, using the thick slick of spit and leftover come to make every movement glide. “That is how messy you still are for me. I can feel every bit of it.”Henry’s hips lifted into the tight, wet channel of Daniel’s fist. The friction was intense, everything hot