Hunger Unleashed

Chapter 58: Jean Broody vs. Bradley Jackson ~ When suppressed desires explode… Sweet pleasure!

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“Fuuuuck…” Bradley screamed at the sudden body-jerking pleasure that slammed into him from his nipples. His orgasm instantly began to unfurl within, starting from the back of his neck, right down his back, and into his balls. Shit, he needed to warn Jean, Bradley thought desperately but he couldn’t even bring himself to speak coherently. “Jean I…” But Bradley’s words died off into a scream as he exploded like he never had before, right into Jean’s mouth.

Jean didn’t pull off the spurting cock. He drank every single drop. His very first cum-swallow. He loved it. The feel of that hard cock pulsating inside his mouth as it pushed out its offering, and the exquisite feeling of Bradley’s warm seed spurting into his mouth and sliding down his throat, drove Jean wild. He didn’t just lap it up, he sucked it out. Bradley couldn’t stop his cries as his body shook and his toes curled to the point of pain. When his orgasm tapered into jerky spasms, he tried to pull his hands away from where they’d been restrained. Although he hadn’t completely descended from his high…and Bradley didn’t think that was going to happen anytime soon, he needed to feel Jean in his arms so bad.

“Jean, release me please,” Bradley begged shakily when he could speak again. “Please, I need to hold you.”

“You’re not in the position to make demands.” Jean rasped around the flesh in his mouth. He couldn’t stop sucking on that smooth velvety head even though nothing was coming out.

“Please baby…please…” Bradley breathed, completely oblivious to how he’d addressed Jean.

Jean allowed Bradley’s cock to slip out of his mouth as he slowly raised his head to look at the blindfolded soldier. Had Bradley just called him…that? Were his ears deceiving him? He didn’t know at which point exactly he’d come to the realisation that he was more into what was going on between them than Bradley was. To him, Bradley was only making up for lost time. He’d craved gay sex for years so was only enjoying what he had to offer. Jean tried not to let it bother him.

But did the use of that endearment mean Bradley was at least a little into him as well, Jean wondered as he slipped his fingers out of Bradley. He pulled out some wipes from the small case on the table beside the bed to wipe his fingers. Then he got off the bed and released Bradley’s wrists from their confinement. He wanted to rub some feeling into those wrists but Bradley wouldn’t allow him.

“I’m okay.” Bradley said softly. “Come here.” He grabbed onto Jean’s hand and pulled him to him.

Jean got on the bed and snuggled against Bradley. Then slowly, he reached up and pulled off the blindfold. Jean gasped at the wetness he saw beneath the blindfold. It was obvious it wasn’t sweat.

“Oh my god, baby are you…’

Bradley shut Jean up with his mouth. Cupping the side of Jean’s face, he made slow, sensual love to his mouth, moaning lustfully as he tasted his essence on his lover’s lips. Even when they stopped kissing, their mouths stayed pressed together.

“Could you please turn this thing off?” Bradley muttered between tiny intermittent kisses. “My entire body feels charged.”

“Sorry.” Jean laughed softly when his eyes fell on Bradley’s raging erection when he looked down his body. “I forgot.” He murmured as he reached out to pull off the suckers.

“Damn…” Bradley moaned at the delicious sensation as the suckers came off. He looked down at his chest and gasped at how distended his nipples had become. He wondered for a second why they looked so slick, then he remembered the syrup.

“Can’t let the syrup go to waste,” Jean muttered a split second before his hot mouth closed around a nipple.

“Christ…” Bradley cried out as his back arched clear off the bed. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…” He chanted as his hand went to the back of Jean’s head. He’d never felt such powerful sensations in his nipple. “Oh my god, Jean… Feels amazing.”

After sucking on that flesh for a while, Jean grabbed the feather tickler and then moved onto the other nipple. Then as he sucked on the second one, he used the feather tickler on the other. It was absolute bliss.

“Jean…” Bradley whimpered as the nerve-endings in both taut swollen flesh became alight with fiery sensations. “It’s too much.” He virtually sobbed but made no attempt to push Jean off. “Jean please…”

Jean absolutely loved the sexy pleas falling from Bradley’s lips. He knew that the sensations running through Bradley were intense. One person he’d once used suckers on had actually pissed herself. Jean tossed the feather tickler aside and reached down to grab Bradley’s throbbing cock. All it took was one stroke to push the soldier over the edge. He roared his pleasure as he convulsed violently against Jean.

“Please stop…” Bradley cried as his shot his load onto his stomach. “Jean please… too sensitive.” He gasped as he pushed Jean’s head off his nipple. “Oh my fucking god, you will be the death of me…” Bradley tried to catch his breath. He felt as if he was floating in the air. “Holy Moses…” He gasped when he felt Jean's mouth on his cock. “What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” Jean released him long enough to chuckle. Then he was back to licking the cum off Bradley’s cock. “I’m licking you clean.” His tongue licked at the cum gathered on Bradley’s hard stomach. “You tastes so fucking amazing. Syrup-flavoured cum…”

Bradley burst into breathless laughter. “Oh my god, you’re crazy.” His body shook with mirth. “Give us a taste.” He didn’t have to ask twice.

Jean crawled up Bradley’s body and gave him an open mouth kiss, sharing his essence with him. Both men moaned as they sucked at each other’s mouths. It went on until Bradley pulled back.

“You need to get off,” Bradley murmured huskily, his hand moving down to cup Jean through his jeans.

“No, that’s not necessary.” Jean went back to kissing Bradley but Bradley pulled back from the kiss again.

“I say it is.” He insisted.

“Listen, this was for you,” Jean explained. “You looked very stressed when we left my parents’. And you looked even more stressed when we got here. I just wanted to get your mind off whatever was bothering you. I hope you will feel relaxed enough to tell me at some point…in the next few minutes…hours…it doesn’t matter. I just like to see you like this. Relaxed, satiated, sexy…”

“Enough with the bullshit.” Bradley muttered as he firmly wrapped an arm around Jean’s waist.

In the next instant, Jean found himself on his back with Bradley straddling him. “What the fuck!” Jean gasped. He watched as Bradley did a one-eighty-turn, sat on his stomach, and pushed his pants to allow his rock-hard cock to bounce out in all its intimidating glory. “Baby, I told you… Fuuuuck…” Jean cried out when he felt the sweet sensation of his cock sliding down Bradley’s throat. Bradley sucked him with gusto. And this time, he didn’t gag. He was obviously on a mission.

Jean couldn’t believe that Bradley had actually taken matters into his own hands inside his playroom. Hadn’t he specifically told the soldier who was the boss in that room? Well, time to take back some power Jean thought wickedly as he gazed at Bradley’s exposed hole. He buried his face in that epic arse.