16. Ares

16

ARES

" I 'm going to take a quick shower before dinner," Matteo announced before heading toward the bathroom in between the master bedroom and the second bedroom.

"Sounds good," Ares replied, checking the last of his text messages from Elijah.

There was an issue with one of the routes they usually used to smuggle guns from Croatia into Albania. One of the ships that they normally used was being surveilled by the Croatian police, so Elijah was working on an alternate method of transportation.

Elijah had the issue under control. Delivery wasn't scheduled for another four days, so they still had time to maneuver.

Locking his phone, he listened to the water turn on in the shower, followed by the sound of the shower curtain being pulled closed.

Picturing Matteo naked in the shower… soap running down his back and slipping in between his perfectly round cheeks, had Ares's dick getting hard.

Should he?

With an evil grin, he hopped off the couch and headed toward the bathroom.

Now would be the true test.

He gripped the knob on the door and turned it slowly. Bingo!

The door was unlocked.

Now, that couldn't be a coincidence. If the man really hated him and didn't want him walking in while showering, he would have locked his bathroom door. Right?

That's a bit of a stretch, that pesky voice inside his head interjected.

Whatever. He was going in. What was the worst that could happen? Matteo yelling at him to get out and whipping a shampoo bottle at his head?

Closing the door behind him, he walked over to the toilet, pulled out his cock, then began taking a piss.

Moaning, he closed his eyes and let the sweet feel of relief roll over his body. God, taking a piss always felt so good.

Next to him, the shower curtain was yanked open as an annoyed Matteo popped his head out the side.

"Seriously? You couldn't wait until I was done?"

The corner of Ares's lip turned upward, amused. He loved pissing off the perfectly put-together Italian.

"You know, it's not healthy to hold in your piss for too long. Do you want my bladder to explode? Or for me to die from kidney poisoning or something?"

"Highly unlikely. The wicked don't die young," Matteo responded in a flat tone.

It was nice to see he cared.

"So, you think I'm young, eh," Ares answered with a smirk in his voice.

"Argh," Matteo grumbled, finally giving up and pulling the curtain closed.

Now it was time for the real fun.

Ares stripped out of his clothing and tugged on his cock a few times for good measure because who could say no to a chubbed-up cock.

Then…

"Slide over, sweet cheeks," Ares ordered, climbing into the shower and scootching up against Matteo.

"What the?—"

"Don't hog all the hot water," Ares complained, grabbing hold of Matteo's ass and back while simultaneously spinning them around.

Water cascaded down Ares's head and shoulders as an angry Matteo stood there stunned, glaring at his unwelcome guest.

Ignoring the daggers of death stare being shot his way, Ares began soaping up his body, moving from his chest down to his rapidly growing cock.

"Here, let me give you a hand," Matteo offered, taking the soap from Ares, then grabbing hold of Ares's cock.

Ares froze for a second, not expecting to be met with such… generosity.

Working up a nice lather, Matteo began stroking Ares's cock from base to tip.

Matteo's aqua-blue eyes locked onto Ares's as his hand began to work over Ares's shaft.

"Want to make sure you get all those hard-to-reach places." Matteo slid his hand under the back of Ares's balls and massaged the left testicle before turning his attention to the right one.

Surprised by this sudden turn of events, Ares gave a cocky smirk before tilting his head back so that the water ran gently down his hair.

"Hmm, you like that, big man? Having your cock played with while you hog all the hot water?"

That last part didn't sound very… nice.

Pain shot through Ares's balls and up through his pelvis.

"Fuck!" Ares cried out in pain as Matteo squeezed his balls with all his might.

"Hold still, I missed a spot," Matteo advised in a calm and relaxed voice.

Pain continued to rip through Ares's body before it was suddenly accompanied by a much more favorable sensation. A much more pleasurable one.

Between his legs, long, tight strokes worked up and down his solid shaft, sending bouts of pleasure rushing through his body. That, of course, was countered by the never-ending pain of having his balls squeezed.

It was both pleasure and pain. So fucking wicked. So… Matteo.

Moaning, Ares fought through the pain. He liked having the Italian's hands on him too much to ask him to stop… or at least release his balls from his deathlike grip.

"Who does this big dick belong to?" a deep, raspy voice whispered into Ares's ear.

Fuck.

Through all the pleasure and pain, Ares failed to notice Matteo shifting closer to him in the shower. Their bodies were almost touching.

"You. Always you," Ares whispered, eyes shut tight as he rode out the intense pleasure coursing through his balls.

"You like that?" Satan's voice whispered, taunting him. Knowing that they both liked a little pain with their pleasure.

Matteo's hand squeezed tighter, working Ares's dick like the pro that he was.

"Matté, fuck , that's so good," Ares whimpered. He was suddenly putty in the man's hands. Anything Matteo wanted was his.

"Not so fast," a guttural voice whispered. "On your knees."

Ares's eyes shot open as Matteo spun them around once again. This time it was Matteo standing under the warm water, as Ares sunk to his knees.

Hanging there before him, in all of its hefty glory, was the sexiest cock Ares had ever had the pleasure of servicing.

Pulling the foreskin back, Ares's licked the head of Matteo's cock, teasing him, enjoying every salty taste of precum that leaked from the man's dick.

Delicious.

Every part of Matteo was perfect. From the neatly trimmed hair around his balls to the way Matteo's ass cheek felt in Ares's hand as he steadied himself in the shower.

Gripping the base with his right hand, Ares swallowed Matteo's length without warning. If there was one talent that Ares prided himself on, it was his ability to deep-throat a massive cock.

He wasn't sure if it was his eagerness or perhaps some secret biological mutation, but Ares had the ability to open his throat and accept every last inch of Matteo's throbbing piece of meat. No gag. No resistance. Just open space and pleasure.

Water dripped into Ares's eyes, but he refused to shut them. Seeing Matteo laid out like this was a sight that should be admired and cherished always.

It was like seeing an angel in all its glory.

Both an experience and an honor.

"That's a good boy, take it all," Matteo groaned, sliding his shaft into Ares's mouth. "Swallow every last inch of it."

Using his tongue, he licked the shaft from base to tip before swallowing it down once again.

With each sinful moan and each tug of his hair, Ares lost himself.

"Show me how much you worship this dick," Matteo growled, tightening his grip on Ares's hair and giving it a torturous tug.

Eyes flaring, Ares let out a growl before taking control once again.

Matteo let out a whimper. He loved the power exchange between the two of them. They were both masters and slaves to one another. They gave and took. Ordered and received. And right now, it was Ares's turn to service the Italian hunk standing before him.

Unleashing the beast, Ares began his assault on Matteo's solid cock. Swallowing, licking, jerking. Faster and faster, he gave in to every whimper, every moan, every jerk of Matteo's spasming body.

"Fuck. Oh, fuck. Ar—" was all Matteo was able to get out before loads of warm cum shot down Ares's throat.

Gasping and jerking, Matteo's body convulsed until his balls were drained and his legs became weak.

Popping his mouth off of Matteo's spent cock, Ares wiped the last of his own cum off the tip of his dick and added it to the rest of his seed as it slowly mixed with water and slid down the drain.

Panting and exhausted, Ares carefully stood up, looking cum drunk into Matteo's eyes.

Lost in the moment, they both leaned in and kissed one another.

God, he missed this.