At least Vaien was attractive…devilishly handsome with that bright red hair and flecks of gold in his pupils, wheat-tan skin and compact muscles. Zhang Han had been stressed lately and thought he might as well enjoy it, but it's hard when his life literally depended on it.
It needed to be a good fuck.
Zhang Han coughed awkwardly upon thinking of it that way. So crude. He'd had his fair share of relationships, but no one had ever been this…open about it.
As the final attack to Zhang Han's sanity, Vaien narrowed his eyes and added, "Fine. I feel like trying something new, so I'll even let you top. I just want to fuck."
In between his legs where he sat, pressed against the cold stone seat, was a large bulge…Zhang Han stared at it, dumbfounded. One rampant thought went through his head;
He's…he's actually going to let me top?!
And why was he so horny already? Truly a repressed dog after such a long period of abstinence!
There was an interesting dimension to all of this that only Zhang Han was aware of. He was homosexual, sure, but in all his previous relationships had been the bottom...the guy who gets it put in them! It's probably because he'd been with military men who were obsessed with control. They didn't even give him a choice, really.
So out of all the things to happen to him, never did he imagine that not only would a random stranger want to have sex with him, but would actually give him the opportunity to top…
Zhang Han saw the attractive lines of muscle under Vaien's thin shirt and swallowed.
A choice, huh...he was starting to picture it. Zhang Han's face heated up.
"…a-alright…"
Vaien had a dangerous gleam in his pupils once he heard Zhang Han's agreement. His expression flooded with anticipation as he threw the boulder to cover the front of the cave with a slam and grabbed Zhang Han's wrist. He pulled him down onto the furs and started stripping off his spacesuit.
Uncertain, Zhang Han couldn't help but stare at the bulge in Vaien's trousers. It was tightly pressed against the fabric, a faint mark of precum soaking through.
That thing was huge, he was sure of it.
Zhang Han felt a bit more relieved about being at the top from now on. The inside of this head would be swirling with apprehension if he was gonna have to be the one who took that monster inside of him. He envisioned his worse possible future; being a sex slave bottom who got ripped a new one from Vaien's monstrous cock which had been revving to go for two years…could anything be more terrifying?!
At that point he might as well fend for himself in the wild.
So yes, he'll top. He can do it. He's got all the necessary parts and machinery.
That's what Zhang Han thought, but in the meantime, Vaien had stripped him down to his underwear.
Zhang Han's tattered clothes were thrown to the other side of the cave.
Vaien grabbed his own trouser and shirt, removing them. Underneath was a set of lean, hard muscles that went down his chest, and at his abdomen was a large and swelling erection. He was like a red-haired leopard.
While Zhang Han's bare chest did have the form of muscles, they were not as well-defined. His skin was slightly more pale, save a few scars. His neck and face was gaining in a flushed color. Despite knowing what to do, Zhang Han had never been extremely outgoing in these situations.
Perhaps another reason why he'd always been the bottom.
Vaien curled his lips as though he liked what he saw, then savagely said, "Open your mouth."
Zhang Han was shell-shocked, and his mouth had only slightly parted before Vaien leaned forward and pried his tongue inside. It was long, and he began to thrust it inside Zhang Han's mouth, licking along his gums as though savoring the taste.
Vaien brought his waist forward and began to rub his erection over his underwear.
"Mmfh…." Zhang Han squeezed his eyes shut.
With his eyes closed, the sensations intensified. He felt that hot cock rutting against his, forcefully insisting on release. The tongue that delved into his mouth was exploring aggressively. Zhang Han felt himself getting hard, his blood rushing downwards, and had to pull off his underwear to ease the discomforting friction.
When Vaien finally leaned back, he licked the saliva from his lips. His tongue was just as red as his hair.
"Looks like you're ready," he said huskily, dragging his hand down to Zhang Han's hip.
Zhang Han flinched. That was usually what people said when they were about to stick it into him, could it be that Vaien changed his mind about letting him top? He was confused. And horny.
He was thinking about how to make the first move when his body was shoved back onto the furs.
"Erm…!"
The strength Vaien used was rough to the point it hurt, but the next moment, Zhang Han felt something press over his erection and engulf it. He groaned loudly then blinked his tears out of his eyes after the shocking pleasure faded.
Vaien was sitting on top of him, his huge erection straight in view like a staggering tower.
He'd shoved Zhang Han's cock inside of him all at once. His brows were furrowed, and he took a deep breath as though trying to ease the tension he felt from stretching his opening.
Zhang Han panted. Slowly his mind began to function again.
Doing it without preparing…is painful. Although Zhang Han's length wasn't as big as Vaien's, it was still decently sized. Zhang Han shifted his hips slightly, as though to pull out, but instead tingles went up his spine that made him go weak, unable to budge. His cock was already deeply embedded inside.
"I-isn't it…too tight…?"
Vaien was curt, as though offended by such a remark, "Shut up. Focus on fucking me."
He began moving his hips up and down off Zhang Han's shaft. His demeanor that of a lusty and feral animal.
Zhang Han's body shuddered and he moaned.
He bit his lip to silence himself, feeling somehow humiliated, but Vaien slammed his hips back down more roughly than before. Zhang Han gave another stifled groan from the movement.
"Don't!" said Vaien, pressing the taunt place where Zhang Han had closed his lips, "Let me hear you...since you seem to enjoy it a lot."
He started up his pace from before. Zhang Han truly couldn't hold back his voice as the inner walls of Vaien contracted and rubbed up and down his length, waves of pleasure cascading from each movement. He stuttered in a few breaths.
This slow pace was like stirring the embers in a fire, and his body began to quiver.
Vaien seemed to smile as though savoring a wonderful sight, those slit-like pupils of his contracting like a reptile's.
"Cute," he said. "You look so helpless."
He dragged Zhang Han up and by the shoulder and pressed his lips against his again.
Zhang Han's torso had shifted into a sitting position at this point, plastered near chest to chest. That pleasurable friction had stopped during the kiss, and Zhang Han felt an urge, instinctual and like an itch. He wanted to...keep going.
Both of his hands gripped the lower back of Vaien as he started to thrust up into him.
Vaien groaned once. "That's right…harder…"
The earlier tightness seemed to lessen even more, and Zhang Han could fully go inside and out…so he picked up his speed.
Vaien sucked in a breath then relaxed his legs, leaning forward slightly as Zhang Han pressed into him. His breathing hitched once or twice as he finally began to feel pleasure from Zhang Han's clumsy movements. His own erection grew hard to the point of pain, transparent liquid dribbling onto Zhang Han's abdomen.
With a frustrated twist of his brows Vaien brought his hand over to stroke himself at the same pace as Zhang Han's thrusts.
"Nn…faster!" Vaien urged between mind-numbing thrusts. "Can't you...do better...than this?"
Zhang Han let out a heavy gasp as he increased his efforts, roughly fucking into Vaien for his own subconscious satisfaction.
Vaien sneered at Zhang Han's dazed expression.
He was finally feeling something good down below, but wanted to toy with this man a bit more. Still pleasuring himself with one hand, he used other hand to find Zhang Han's soft spots with devilish accuracy.
A finger ran down the underside of Zhang Han's neck, then moved it to twist his nipple until it was red and puckered.
Zhang Han moaned and felt the corner of his eyes watering. Why was he still being played with when he was doing the fucking?
But these thoughts didn't linger in his head long.
His best efforts involved thrusting his hips up from below as his mind blurred over, edging himself closer to release. Perhaps it was because of the intense stress he felt from his life-threatening situation earlier that venting like this was all the more satisfying.
Squelching noises and hoarse groans echoed around the cave. The dim torch lightening seemed to make the sweat on their skin gleam from the strenuous exercise.
Vaien suddenly tensed, his body shaking up and down as he spoke in a strained voice, "Right there…hit that same spot harder..."
He finally stopped teasing Zhang Han as one of his hands clenched into the furs on the ground, the other rapidly stroking his erection. His golden pupils seemed to lose focus as Zhang Han struck in and out of him, finally hitting against a spot that made his spine tingle.
"Mnnn…"
Zhang Han felt overstimulated as he heard Vaien's hoarse moan and thrust into him more ruthlessly, his pants becoming stuttered with the force. It was not gentle, not caring, but pure carnal desire. It was expressing a side of himself that he'd never even had the chance to show before.
His entire body flared with heat. He pushed inwards deeply one last time and came inside of Vaien without any consideration, his body twitching.
Vaien also gave a low groan, near a growl, as he felt warm fluids rush inside him.
Zhang Han slumped down into the furs and half closed eyes. He was exhausted, but a bright red tongue licked the side of his face.
Vaien spoke with irritation, "You finished too soon...I haven't cum yet."