Chapter 84 SEX FRENZY II
The night breeze was cool, but it did nothing to quench the inferno raging between Julian and Eli. They're both sweating like feral wolves despite the cool air.
It's past midnight, lights are dim and giving only a teasing show of their sweat-slicked bodies.
Eli gripped the railing with white-knuckled hands, his lithe frame bent forward, ass pushed back as Julian pounded into him from behind. Three hours of relentless fucking had left Eli a trembling wreck. His hair matted to his forehead, cheeks streaked with tears of overwhelming pleasure, lips swollen from bites and kisses. The drug still burned through his veins, making every thrust feel vision blurring, his pupils blown wide, breaths coming in hyperventilated gasps that fogged the air.
"Ahh... fuck... Julian," Eli moaned, the sound raw and broken, his teeth sinking into his lower lip to muffle the next wave of cries as Julian's thick cock drove deep, stretching his hole wide. The penetration was merciless; the broad shaft splitting him open, veins dragging along his sensitive walls with each withdrawal and slam, the head battering his prostate until stars burst behind his eyelids.
Eli's legs quivered, knees locking to hold him up, but the drug amplified the burn in his muscles, turning every sensation into ecstasy laced with desperation.
Julian, towering behind him, sweat pouring down his broader chest and back, gripped Eli's hips with bruising force. His own eyes were glassy, vision tunneling on the sight of his cock disappearing into Eli's puffy, cum-leaking ass. The drug kept him rock-hard, veins throbbing along his length, balls tight and heavy despite the multiple loads he'd already spilled. He leaned forward, breath hot against Eli's ear, and pressed his thumb to Eli's bitten lip. “Suck on this, baby. Muffle those pretty sounds for me," Julian growled, voice husky and unrestrained, the words tumbling out faster than usual, edged with the chemical haze that made his heart race erratically.
Eli's lips parted eagerly, tongue swirling around the digit as he sucked hard, hollowing his cheeks, the salty taste of Julian's skin mixing with his own saliva. It grounded him just enough, but Julian's hips never slowed, snapping forward with wet slaps that echoed off the balcony walls. "That's it, good boy... sucking my thumb. You're taking me so deep, Eli— fuck, your ass is gripping me like a vice," Julian moaned loudly, his pleasure spilling out in vocal bursts, the drug stripping away any filter. He thrust harder, the angle letting him grind against Eli's inner walls, feeling the clench and flutter that drove him wild.
Eli's muffled whimpers vibrated around Julian's thumb, his body rocking with each powerful drive. But the suction only heightened his need; he released the thumb with a pop, head falling forward as screams tore from his throat. "Julian! Oh god, yes... harder... fuck my— ohh!" Eli cried, voice cracking, tears streaming anew as the pressure built unbearably in his core. His cock, hard and leaking beneath him, bobbed with every jolt, untouched but throbbing.
Julian spanked Eli's ass cheek, leaving a fresh red mark on the already tender skin. "Scream for me, slut. Let the whole city hear how much you love your husband's cock pounding you," he rasped, spanking again, the sting making Eli's hole tighten around him, drawing a deep groan from Julian's chest. "Shit, that squeeze... you're perfect, Eli. My needy little whore, begging for it after all this time." The praise fueled Eli's frenzy, his whines turning feral, body arching back to take more.
The rhythm turned brutal, Julian's sweat dripping onto Eli's back, his breaths ragged and uneven, chest heaving as the drug surged another wave of heat through him. He could feel Eli teetering on the edge, walls fluttering wildly. "Cum for me, baby. Milk my dick with that tight ass— show me how good you are," Julian commanded, voice booming with lust, one hand sliding around to jerk Eli's cock roughly, thumb smearing the pre-cum over the head.
Eli shattered with a guttural scream, "Julian! Cumming... fuck, yes!" His orgasm hit like a storm, cock pulsing in Julian's fist, thick ropes of cum shooting out to splatter the balcony floor. His body convulsed, hole clamping down rhythmically around Julian's invading shaft, the penetration detailed in every spasm: the way his rim stretched taut, inner muscles rippling from base to tip, squeezing the veined length as waves of pleasure ripped through him. Tears poured freely now, Eli reduced to a sobbing mess, legs buckling beneath him, shaking so violently he would have collapsed if not for Julian's iron grip on his hips.
"Fuck, Eli... your ass is clenching so hard... feels so goddamn good," Julian moaned, hips stuttering as he rode out the contractions, but he didn't stop thrusting, drawing out Eli's release until the last twitch faded.
Eli's knees gave out completely, a whimpering puddle held up only by Julian's strength. "Can't... stand... please," Eli sobbed, voice hoarse, body limp and quivering, the drug leaving him oversensitive and boneless.
Julian pulled out slowly, the wet drag making Eli whine, his hole gaping and leaking a mix of cum and lube. With a possessive growl, he scooped Eli up, cradling his trembling form against his sweat-slicked chest. Eli's arms looped weakly around Julian's neck, face buried in the crook, murmuring broken pleas. Julian carried him the few steps to the chair, sinking down onto it with Eli straddling his lap. The cool metal of the railing nearby contrasted the heat between them, the wine bottle glinting on the floor beside them, half-empty from earlier sips.
Positioning Eli carefully, Julian guided his still-hard cock back to the slick entrance, lowering him down inch by inch.
Eli gasped, head lolling as the thick head breached him again, stretching his puffy rim wide. The penetration was exquisite in the new angle… the slow sink allowing Julian to feel every inch enveloping him, Eli's walls yielding with a wet squelch, the cum from before easing the way as his ass swallowed the full length until Eli's cheeks rested on Julian's thighs.
"Oh shit... sitting on my cock like this... you're taking it all, good boy," Julian praised, voice thick, hands roaming up Eli's sides, thumbs brushing sweat-damp nipples.
Eli's dilated eyes fluttered, a needy cry escaping as he adjusted, the fullness pressing right against his prostate. "Full... so full... move, Julian... fuck me," he begged, voice a wrecked whisper, hips twitching instinctively. Julian reached down, snagging the wine bottle from the floor, the glass cool against his heated palm. He took a long swig, the rich red liquid sliding down his throat, a brief respite from the dryness in his mouth caused by the drug's relentless fire.
Setting the bottle on his thigh for a moment, Julian locked eyes with Eli, their gazes intense under the low light— both pupils vast, breaths syncing in erratic pants.
"Thirsty?" Julian asked, voice low and teasing, a smirk tugging at his lips despite the sweat beading on his brow. Eli nodded frantically, licking his dry lips, tears still glistening on his lashes. Julian took another deep swig, holding the wine in his mouth, then crushed their lips together in a searing kiss.
Eli moaned into it, mouth opening eagerly as Julian transferred the liquid, the warm wine flooding Eli's tongue in a messy, hot exchange. It tasted of grapes and Julian— musky, salty from sweat— Eli swallowing greedily, some dribbling down his chin as their tongues tangled. The kiss broke with a gasp, Eli's hands fisting in Julian's hair, but Julian dropped the bottle with a clatter, both hands clamping onto Eli's waist, fingers digging into the soft flesh.
"That's my boy." Julian growled, the praise laced with heat, before he bucked up sharply, cock slamming deep into Eli's ass. Eli yelped, body jolting, the thrust sending fresh sparks through his oversensitive nerves. Julian set a punishing pace from below, hips snapping upward with feral force, the chair creaking under them. Each drive lifted Eli slightly, then dropped him back down, the thick shaft spearing up, stretching Eli's walls anew, head grinding against his prostate with precision, balls slapping against Eli's ass on every upstroke.
"Fuck, baby... you're so wet and hot around me... riding my cock like a pro," Julian moaned, pleasure pouring from him in unrestrained waves, the drug making his words slurred at the edges, groans deeper and more primal. He spanked Eli's thigh… then his ass, the slaps punctuating the thrusts, reddening the skin more as Eli bounced on his lap. "Take it deeper... yeah, just like that. You're making me feel so fucking good, baby— gonna pound this ass all night."
Eli's cries filled the night, a needy, crying mess once more, head thrown back as he clung to Julian's shoulders. "Yes! Harder... spank me... your cock's ruining me," he sobbed, the words hot and desperate, body undulating to meet the upward plunges. The cool air on their skin contrasting the internal blaze, sweat mixing with the faint wine scent, Julian's moans blending with Eli's whines in a symphony of lust. Julian's hands guided Eli's hips, slamming him down harder, the rhythm building toward another peak, their bodies locked in endless, drug-fueled hunger that isn't letting their exhaustion show.