1. Sex God Saga Ch. 37


    Date: 10/22/2023, Categories: Gay Male, Author: byabra_cadabra 

    ... stayed on the floor, his head resting on Keith's thigh.

"You know," Keith said, propped up on his elbows, "one of my dreams was always to find a girl, or probably multiple, that'd let me fuck her over and over, as many times as I can get hard, all night. Until I'm five orgasms into dry cumming. My stamina, plus a push from Mel... doable."

"Ever found a girl like that?"

Keith ruffled Theo's hair. "I'll count a load into your guts as, like, ten orgasms, so I think I found one, yes."

Theo huffed a laugh. "Does calling me a girl help you feel more straight?"

"I didn't mean, like..."

"I don't mind. Just don't call Cor a boy. I think she'd mind that more."

"Ha fucking ha."

Keith and Coralline were vaguely dating now. Neither wanted it to be official yet. It would have made Keith the first 'boyfriend' to have a girlfriend and he was already getting teased by the others.

"So you're telling me," Theo said, "you've had enough sex for a night?"

Keith stretched. "Just giving you a break."

"Ah, Master Paris is calling us up."

"Then we better go, champ."

Theo gave the rising man a kiss on the thighs. "Love you."

Keith practically slapped a kiss onto Theo's mouth- "Love you" --and rushed ahead.

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Captain Mo had brought the yacht closer to the harbor again for the midnight countdown. Some lone fireworks were going up ahead of time.

Theo was on the sofa in a loose cuddle pile, his unbuttoned shirt and the collar his only ...
    ... clothing. Everybody else wore underwear or swimwear, so they wouldn't miss the beat of midnight with a random slip into a chaotic orgy. Party soundtracks blasted over low conversation.

"Yes, it is possible," Incu said.

"Huh?" Theo said and paid attention as his master sent an impulse. Paris had been speaking to the bull statue.

The Bellerose prince clapped his hands, gold bracelets clanking. "Listen up, valued guests. I need everybody to contribute a tiny shot of V. Dear Incu is going to extend the warmth of the lounge to the outside. Also Duke, Victor, get the bottles ready." The men filed out into icy air, barely clothed. Concordia's capital glinted around them, the black water of the harbor throwing back the slightly increasing fireworks going up along the quays.

Theo took a wide stance at the very tip of the yacht. A countdown appeared over the thumping music. Ten... nine...

Someone grabbed Theo's collar and pushed him forward. The blond dutifully bent over, ass pointed back. He'd expected a New Year's kiss from several men but this was more fun.

Eight... seven... He didn't know who was behind him, fingers pushing past his hole, knuckles entering him. It didn't matter. He loved them all.

Six... five... Theo, the anchor of a sex goddess brimming with power, listened to the voices of nearly a dozen men crowding behind him and the popping of bottles. Campaign splatter rained onto the back of his shirt and onto whichever top was digging past the wrist into ...
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