Jewels for Vishnu (Siren Publishing Allure ManLove)

by Roland Graeme

  “Is it too tight?”

  “No, it feels perfect. Very arousing.”

  “Good.”

  “Now put the other one on you,” Renesh urged. “I want to see those two gold lions wrapped around your dick!”

  “Biting it,” Corey suggested lewdly. “Attacking it. Sinking their teeth into me.”

  “Yes. Oh, you are such a sexy man!”

  Inspired by Renesh’s praise, Corey was fully hard as he put on the cock torc.

  “It makes your balls look so big,” Renesh moaned as he stared at the result.

  “Yours, too.”

  “Come to me,” Renesh pleaded. “Come back to bed. Let me make love to you!”

  It was an invitation that no gay male in his right mind would have been capable of refusing. Corey climbed back onto the bed and embraced the other man. He wanted some more of that eminently kissable mouth, and Renesh did not deny him free and unrestricted access to it.

  This time, though, the Tamil stud kissed him back, more aggressively than he had before, and invaded the inside of Corey’s mouth with his own probing tongue. After two or three minutes of this delightful but tantalizing pleasure, Corey began to feel short of breath and had to interrupt the kissing to refill his lungs.

  “Oh, you’re sweet,” he gasped. “I love kissing you!”

  “Yes, kiss me, ah, kiss me! I want you to be my master. I want you to take me and use me in any way you choose!”

  “Christ, you’re hot!”

  “I know little about your Christian Jesus,” Renesh said apologetically. “But I do know that you are beautiful. As beautiful as one of our strong young gods. Let me worship you! Let me worship you with my tongue!”

  It was a request that Corey, aroused as he was, was in no mood to deny. He lay back and spread his legs. Renesh immediately positioned himself on his knees within the V formed by Corey’s opened thighs, leaned over, and began to lap at his torso with his tongue. He paid special attention to Corey’s armpits and nipples at first, then used the tip of his tongue to swab out the little depression formed by his navel. Corey was already squirming in response, his breathing accelerated, by the time Renesh bent his head still lower and began to lick his cock. His oral attentions quickly got Corey wildly aroused, making him twist his body restlessly back and forth on the mattress.

  “May I suck you now?” Renesh asked.

  “Hell, yes!”

  The Tamil stud’s mouth, warm and wet and flexible, engulfed Corey’s penis. Renesh took him all the way down to where the cock ring surrounded the base of his shaft, which throbbed hotly within the firm clasp of that talented mouth. Renesh began to bob his head in a slow, steady rhythm, feeding the full length of Corey’s prick in and out of his mouth and lubricating it with his saliva so that his lips glided, frictionless, back and forth on the shaft.

  “Oh, my God,” Corey gasped. “You’re one hot cocksucker!”

  As though inspired by Corey’s praise, Renesh began to suck harder, faster, and with an even-more stimulating effect.

  “Fuck!” Corey screamed. “Ah, fuck!”

  The boy was driving him crazy with his lips and his tongue, which were incredibly agile, incredibly skilled. And even more arousing than the physical sensations, the thought of Renesh doing this to Kaustav—and Corey now had no doubt the boy serviced his employer, regularly, in this way—spurred his lust.

  “All the way down,” he cried. “Get that hot mouth of yours all the way down on my goddamn cock! Gag on it if you have to! Suck it! Yeah, suck it just like that! Ah, fuck!”

  In theory, Corey would have been perfectly content to lie there and be serviced, indefinitely, or at least until he could endure no more of this exquisite pleasure and he would have had little choice except to come in his cocksucker’s mouth. But his own mouth now hungered for the taste of Renesh’s big, dark dick, which promised to taste as exotic as it looked.

  “I want to suck yours, too,” Corey moaned. “Come on, baby. Turn around. Let me have your cock!”

  They separated only long enough to twist their bodies around on the mattress so that they were in a new position Corey had suggested, with their eager, openmouthed faces thrust into each other’s groins.

  “Don’t touch my dick just yet,” Corey warned. “You might make me go off too soon. Let me lick yours. I want to get a good taste of this thing.”

  Suiting the action to the word, he attacked Renesh’s penis, swabbing the shaft from base to head with the flat of his tongue and using just his tongue tip to tickle the responsive brown flesh. Renesh was uncut, which Corey liked. He decided that this was a perfect opportunity to learn more about Renesh’s culture.

  “Are all Tamil men uncircumcised?” he asked in between the kisses and licks he continued to lavish upon the erection in his hand.

  “Mostly, yes.” Renesh sounded out of breath, and he seemed to be having difficulty maintaining the passivity Corey had requested from him. Corey smiled. It was understandable, given the circumstances, that Renesh might be a bit flustered! “Is that all right?” Renesh asked meekly.

  “It’s more than all right. It’s great. I love working on an uncut dick. You can do this with it, for example.” As he spoke, Corey used two fingertips gently to stretch Renesh’s foreskin, pulling it away from the glans of his penis. He inserted his tongue into the narrow space thus created between foreskin and cockhead and licked the sensitive flesh he found there. It tasted slightly tart, which excited him even more than he already was.

  But he wasn’t the only one whose excitement was mounting. Renesh shivered and whimpered, his breath coming and going now in agonized-sounding pants. “Ah, Corey!” he stammered.

  “Do you like that?”

  “Yes!”

  “Do you want me to do it some more?”

  “Yes!”

  Corey increased his oral exertions, making love to Renesh’s cock without actually putting it inside his mouth. He was teasing himself as much as Renesh by the delay, but finally he could no longer deny himself or his partner the ultimate oral pleasure.

  “You taste so good,” he whispered. “Oh, that’s a beautiful cock. Suck mine, now. Suck me some more while I suck yours,” Corey pleaded, not waiting for an answer or even pausing to take a breath before he took Renesh’s cock into his mouth. But Renesh didn’t hesitate, either. He seized Corey’s shaft and fed his cockhead between his lips, nursing on it like a newborn puppy suckling at its mother’s teat. With a gasp, Corey completed the oral connection, swallowing Renesh’s cock as deftly as the young Tamil man was servicing his.

  Now, their bodies moved together like some well-oiled machine, pumping their pricks in and out of each other’s mouths. As they sucked, Corey ran his hands over Renesh’s buttocks, then allowed one fingertip to stray into the deep cleft between the hard-muscled mounds and massage the asshole itself. Renesh offered no protest or resistance when Corey’s fingertip penetrated his sphincter and began to work itself in and out of the taut little aperture, which flexed strongly against the invader.

  At last, though, by mute, mutual agreement, they stopped sucking and rolled away from each other. They lay on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, gasping for breath. Corey reached for Renesh’s hand and held it, interlacing their fingers and squeezing their sweat-moistened palms together.

  Renesh was the first to trust himself to speak.

  “Please, Corey. Don’t tease me anymore. Don’t make me beg for it. Fuck me! Now!”

  “God, it’s as though you can read my mind.” Corey had already let go of Renesh’s hand and reached out with the same arm across Renesh’s body to rummage through the objects set out on top of the nightstand, his fingers searching blindly for the box of condoms he knew was among them.

  “In my ass,” Renesh pleaded. “Put your cock in my ass!”

  “Get on your belly,” Corey commanded as he tore open a condom wrapper and unrolled the rubber down around his dick, tucking its bottom edge under his cock torc. His penis throbbed so force
fully in response to the pressure of the latex sheath entrapping it that he was afraid he was going to ejaculate prematurely.

  And the sight of Renesh moving into the position Corey had requested, readying himself to get fucked, was scarcely calculated to diminish Corey’s level of arousal. Renesh threw himself facedown on the bed, grabbing one of the pillows and stuffing it under his chest to cushion his upper torso. He spread his legs and reached behind himself with both hands to hold his ass cheeks open for Corey. The gesture exposed an impossibly delicate-looking anal cleft, which looked as though it would hardly be able to withstand violation.

  “Oh, my God,” Corey groaned. “You’re got one hell of a beautiful ass!”

  “Don’t just look at it. Fuck it! Take me!”

  “Be careful what you wish for,” Corey advised. He took the tube of lubricant, which was also ready on the nightstand, and slicked himself up. Then he used his thumb to press a second blob of the clear gel right against Renesh’s waiting anal pucker. He eased his thumb through the tight aperture, which closed around his thumb in instinctive, self-protective response. Corey thumb-fucked Renesh gently, massaging the lubricant into his ass. The opening felt tight. Virginally tight! Corey could only hope that the tightness was deceptive and that Renesh could indeed take his cock.

  He could wait no longer. He had to possess that ass!

  He pulled his thumb out and mounted Renesh, positioning his cock between those enticing buttocks with both hands. Within seconds, he had not only penetrated the sphincter but had sunk his dick up the young stud’s warm, clasping asshole to the very balls. Both men sucked in their breath in twin gasps, echoing one another, as the insertion was accomplished.

  “You’re so tight,” Corey whispered.

  “And you’re so big.”

  “Am I hurting you?”

  “No! I want it. Oh, how I want it! Fuck me!”

  “I’m going to fuck you, baby. I’m going to ride your sweet hole.”

  Corey stretched out comfortably on top of the other man’s body, settling in for the long haul. He put his legs on the outsides of Renesh’s and slid his arms around his partner’s waist so his hands could find, grip, and massage Renesh’s cock. Masturbating him, Corey also began to fuck him with slow, deliberate strokes, not going too fast or too hard at first, because he wanted this to last. Renesh, as excited though he obviously was, also seemed content to take things slowly for the time being. He moaned happily as he squirmed beneath Corey’s weight, letting the other man use his ass.

  But this kind of a slow, steady ride, however pleasurable it was for both of the parties involved, could not be sustained for very long. Both men soon became more excited, their movements gathering force, and they fucked more vigorously. The momentum of the fuck accelerated. Renesh’s whimpers and gasps of erotic urgency filled Corey’s ears, urging him on to greater efforts. He worked his cock back and forth within the tight grasp of that maddeningly hot, responsive ass. He began to drive his dick in and out of Renesh’s butt harder and faster, responding to the eager humping movements with which the aroused young stud reacted to Corey’s steady plowing.

  Corey might have been able to keep up even this accelerated pace, for some time, without coming. But then Renesh stopped uttering incoherent little sex sounds and began to urge Corey on with words, as well as with his increasingly abandoned bodily motions.

  “Fuck me! Fuck your Tamil boy with your big, hard American cock! Oh, drive it all the way in and out of my ass. Fuck my hole for me. Stretch me wide open. Go in deep!”

  “That’s some mouth you’ve got there. Tell me something, Renesh,” Corey demanded. “Does your boss fuck you like this?”

  “Yes.”

  “I bet he has a big cock.”

  “It’s huge.”

  “And I bet you love it when he shoves it up your ass.”

  “Mr. Thevar is a very forceful lover. And so are you,” Renesh added diplomatically.

  “Oh, I am, am I? Do you like the way I’m fucking you?” Corey taunted his partner.

  “Yes! Very much.”

  Corey was tempted to ask who was the better fucker, Kaustav or himself. But he decided it wouldn’t be a polite question and that it would be more tactful to adopt Renesh’s own diplomatic manner.

  “Then work that ass of yours around my cock,” he instructed. “Squeeze it around my dick!”

  “Yes, Corey. Like this?”

  “Hell, yes. Just like that. You’re such a good fuck. I can tell you’ve been well trained.”

  “I’m glad I’m satisfying you. Fuck me, Corey! Please go on fucking me. Ride my ass.”

  “I am riding it, pretty boy. And God, does it ever feel good! Keep taking me, baby, just the way you’re taking it now. Keep squeezing my dick with that hot tight ass of yours.”

  “Am I doing it correctly? Is this the way you like it?”

  “You know it is, you goddamn prick teaser. You’re driving me crazy.”

  “I want to drive you crazy. I want you to lose control. I want you to fuck me brutally. I want you to hurt me. Yes, like that! Like that! Fuck, ah fuck! You are my master. I am your slave. My ass is yours.”

  “You’re damn right it is. Keep talking to me while I fuck you. Every time you say something like that, it gets me hotter and it makes me want to fuck you harder. Talk dirty to me.”

  “Fuck my hole, master. Fuck your little black Tamil whore boy. Pound my ass with your big, hard white prick!”

  “Oh, you hot-assed little Hindu bitch!”

  “Big-dicked, blond American bastard. Fuck me harder. Hurt me with your big, hard cock. Oh, it’s so thick. Stretch my asshole wide open with it. Fill me up. Fill me with cock!”

  “You’re going to get it, you horny punk. You’re going to get all I’ve got to give!”

  “I want it. I want it all. Fuck me. Fuck me!”

  The obscene talk, along with the sheer intensity of the fuck, was like fresh fuel thrown on a fire. Corey could feel his semen bubbling up from deep down in his loins. He knew there could be no stopping it!

  “I’m going to come,” he warned. “Oh, you’re doing it to me, baby. You’re making me shoot. You’re sucking the hot cum right out of my cock!”

  “Give it to me,” Renesh demanded. “Give me your sperm!”

  “Fuck,” Corey managed to choke out, before his orgasm gripped and shook him, making articulate speech impossible. He let out hoarse cries of lust as he climaxed, and Renesh echoed him, writhing beneath him, shoving his butt back into Corey’s groin to accept the full impact of Corey’s final thrusts.

  In his frenzy, Corey had let go of Renesh’s erection so that he could grab the younger man’s hips with both hands and steady him. Now, Corey groped down again between Renesh’s belly and the bed, seizing his penis and stroking it, but this time his manipulations were redundant. Renesh was already ejaculating in one awesome jet of liquid semen after another, spraying his jism all over the mussed bed sheets.

  Corey collapsed on top of Renesh, kissing his shoulder and the nape of his neck. He waited for his cock to begin to go soft inside his partner before he eased it out and disposed of the filled rubber. Then, breathing hard, Corey relaxed against Renesh on the semen-soiled bed, holding him loosely in his arms. Corey was so out of breath that his throat and lungs seemed to burn every time he inhaled.

  “Shit,” Corey gasped. “Oh, shit, shit, shit!”

  “I’ve heard many American men use that expression,” Renesh remarked. “I can never tell whether they are annoyed when they say it—or the opposite.”

  “It can be meant either way. But trust me, Renesh. Right now it’s very much the opposite. When I said ‘shit,’ it was shorthand for something like, ‘I can’t believe I just had such smoking-hot sex with this incredibly handsome guy, and I actually survived the experience.’ And while I’m at it—thank you.”

  “You’re welcome. So you think I am incredibly handsome, do you?”

  “Don’t get a swelled head. At least, no
t one on top of your neck, to go with the one attached to the end of your dick. But yes, if you insist. You’re very good-looking and extremely sexy, and I really enjoyed fucking you. Satisfied?”

  “Yes. In more ways than one.” Renesh snuggled against Corey’s sweat-wet body.

  They cuddled for some time. Corey was reluctant to let Renesh go, but he realized that the young man would have to go home eventually.

  “Thank you for the use of the cock ring,” Renesh said when they finally did get out of bed and started to get dressed. He eased the torc off himself and handed it to Corey.

  “Why don’t you keep it?”

  “I couldn’t.”

  “Sure you can. You like it, don’t you? And it wouldn’t be exactly ethical of me to sell it to a customer now that it’s been used during sex by somebody else.”

  “Then you must allow me to pay you for it.”

  “I won’t hear of it. We’re friends, Renesh. It’s my present to you. Please take it.”

  “Then, thank you very much.”

  “You’re welcome. Oh, and here’s the box that goes with it, to keep it in.”

  “You are so generous, Corey. I can’t wait to show it to Mr. Thevar.”

  “Yes, and I bet he’ll be very interested to see it in action.”

  “Perhaps he will want to a buy a similar cock ring from you, for himself.”

  “What a good idea. Tell him I’ll be happy to give him a private, personal fitting.” It occurred to Corey that Renesh might take this arch suggestion quite literally. “No, don’t tell him that, Renesh. I don’t want Kaustav to think I’m being, well, too aggressive or impertinent, if you know what I mean.”

  “I know what you mean. Don’t worry, Corey. I know how to be discreet.”

  “I’m sure you do.”

  Carrying the box containing the statue, Corey accompanied Renesh downstairs and saw him off. He was sorry to see Renesh—and Vishnu—go. It had been, Corey had to admit, a most enjoyable evening. He luxuriated in that pleasurable fatigue that resulted from really good sex. He knew he’d have no trouble falling asleep the moment he went to bed.