He made it to paradise on a lie...
Kallen is a hero. He single-handedly ended the war. At least, that’s what everyone thinks. The truth is that he was at the right place at the right time. As the hero, he gets free drinks wherever he goes, a room in the heavenly triple towers, and enough mouths on his body to please him every hour of every day. However, guilt and danger rise when a man starts searching for the truth. When the investigator turns out to be incredibly sexy, he may just blow his secret among other things.
Lorn is furious when the spy among them is named as his dead younger brother. He is determined to find the truth of what happened even if it means destroying the nation’s hero or the man he’s slowly falling for.
In Kallen’s world, bravery will get a person killed, so how exactly is he supposed to prove to Lorn that he has the heart of a hero?
Be Warned: m/m sex, rimming, sex toys, spanking, bondage
Kallen couldn’t look away. The way his muscles moved, son of a fucking fool, he felt pre-cum drip down his shaft. The compulsion to just reach out and touch Lorn was undeniable.
“We’ll eat something.” He stood.
“And take a piss break.” Kallen needed to relieve his bladder. He glanced at the sheer wall as he stood. “I didn’t realize you had a kinky side.” He grinned. “Care to watch me take it out?” It was a jest but his voice went husky.
“No.” Lorn went to the AFC and hit a few buttons. The machine gurgled as he turned around.
“Oh, just admit it. You want to suck my cock.” Kallen walked to the bathroom door.
“The man that got my brother killed and lied about it to save his own ass...no, I have no interest in your penis.” Lorn folded his arms over his chest.
“You’re just trying to be mean.” Kallen opened the door. He knew Lorn was just trying to put more distance between them. “You know damn well I had nothing to do with your brother’s death besides avenging it. And you know why I lied.”
Lorn snorted and uncrossed his arms. “You’re very flirty with a man that could snap your neck.”
Kallen felt brazen so he left the door open. He passed a huge shower area and walked to the plain white seat that constituted a toilet. “You think I’m still afraid of you. The moment you didn’t kill me I knew you wouldn’t. Besides, I can see your tented hard-on from here.” Kallen grinned. He was having fun teasing the always-serious Lorn. He tugged the material until the Velcro opened. His fun nature fled as he pulled out his thick cock. The thing was begging for some attention. It was curved and the head still had a bit of pre-cum on the foreskin. He aimed it with his right hand, the stream of piss that followed echoing. Kallen then glanced up to see Lorn had indeed shifted and was watching him. It was such a fucking thrill that the moment his bladder was empty, Kallen stroked his cock from base to tip. He groaned, the sound unexpected, from the surge of pleasure.
The next moment Lorn was marching toward him. Kallen wasn’t sure by his expression if the master sergeant meant to harm or pleasure. They were suddenly in the same small bathroom with Kallen’s cock still out.
“Do you think this a joke? Teasing the beast.”
Kallen didn’t dare speak.
Lorn held another frown on his face. “If we were to ever mate, it would be more than a quick, meaningless fuck. I am not a man to be taken lightly, nor will I take you as such.”
“Because I’m a Wastrel?” Kallen asked. His voice was gruff.
“No. And not because you lied about being a hero. I do understand your motives. However, we have a spy on the loose and I cannot have that person creating havoc on the towers while my cock is plowing your hole.”
“Prove yourself trustworthy. Prove that you have the heart of a hero and our time will come.”