Who started the virus that ended the world?
First of all, it didn't end the world. It was extreme population control. Secondly, it wasn't exactly Colton’s fault. He was a scientist searching for a cure to a disease that affected those who live on Mars. For some reason, the virus became air born. He was knocked out cold and woke up forever changed.
The world is near deserted. The virus made him stronger, faster...oh and gave him freaky red eyes. Now he’s traveling with a flirtatious sheriff and searching for his former lab partner Mitch while avoiding gun-toting survivors.
Welcome to the end of the world, sort of.
Be Warned: m/m sex, menage sex (MMM), rimming
“It was you, wasn’t it?” Jace’s jaw hardened. “You’re the reason for this virus?”
“I don’t know,” he answered honestly. “That’s why I want to find this guy. He might be a member of my team and he could tell us what happened. When the Lamentia got loose, I was knocked unconscious, but the security protocols should have kept it from spreading.” He pinched the bridge of his nose under the sunglasses. “It makes no sense why it would escape. There are extensive plans to prevent such a thing.” Colton was still pissed. He wanted to know what the hell had happened that day. “When I woke up, the world was like this. I had a scar, and my eyes, well...” He trailed off.
“So you don’t know if you’re responsible.”
“Let me see those eyes,” Jace said. There was the slightest lift at the corner of his lips.
Colton glanced around. This could prove to be a disaster. Hell, as long as the sexy man didn’t try to shot him what could the harm be? Colton slowly pulled his sunglasses away, but his eyes were closed.
“Come on, I’ll give your dick another suck if you show me.”
Well, hell. Colton opened his eyes.
Jace stared at him for a moment, searching his face for who knows what. “Why are your eyes red?”
“I have no idea.” Colton placed the sunglasses on the dashboard. “And you don’t have to ... you know. Let’s just get moving so I can find out if this guy is Mitch or not.”
Jace had that naughty grin on his face. “I’m only going to comply because the next time I suck that tasty cock of yours it’s going to be on a flat surface so you can reciprocate.” He winked, handed Colton his sunglasses, and started the car.
“You’re impossible, you know that.”
Jace grinned. “Nope, just horny. And we have a long drive ahead of us. I have an idea on how to pass the time.” Jace hit the gas as he reached over and cupped Colton’s crotch.
He jerked, his cock slowly forming a hard erection in his jeans. “Don’t you think you should concentrate on driving?” Besides, he couldn’t let this thing between them get too far. What if he really was infected on some higher level? Of course, then the body fluids they had swapped earlier would have done the job. Relationships became a completely new complication.
“Take your pants off,” Jace ordered.
“What? Here? No.” Colton was adamant despite the rubbing with agile, curious fingers against his crotch. “We have to drive -.”
“We have a few hours, and I want to see your cock.” Jace glanced at Colton then back to the road. “Come on, big boy. What are you afraid of? This big bag wolf wants to huff and puff and suck your cum out.”
“Fuck,” Colton said then groaned. His cock was throbbing. It pressed against the zipper like it had a mind of its own and it wanted freedom. He unbuttoned and pulled the zipper down. Colton wiggled the material down his hips, and it pooled around his ankles. His cock sprang free. The rounded tip was red, and the hard shaft bobbed with each bump in the road.
Jace gripped the silky steel member in his hand. His fingers wrapped around it and pumped it like a shotgun. “You are a bad, bad boy,” Jace said with a grin, his eyes glancing at the road.
Colton couldn’t agree more. His hips thrust slightly to increase the fantastic sensation traveling through his sensitive penis.
“I think you should be punished.” Jace leaned back in his seat. “Why don’t you come here and let me lick that handsome thing.” He took another look toward the car’s path.
Colton could hardly comprehend. Jace pulled his hand away from his dick. He nodded and shifted to his knees then carefully maneuvered so he was right next to Jace. He had to shift to his feet and bend his knees, but his cock was now at the perfect height. Jace leaned over, his mouth open, tongue out. He lapped at the tip and sent wild sensations rushing up Colton’s spine while his eyes tried to stay on the road. “Yes, more.” Colton shifted again so the tip could fit into Jace’s mouth. Those sucking sensations were amazing, and Colton had to grab the top of the car to keep from falling. It was like Jace was sucking on a lollipop, a cream-filled one.
Before Colton knew it the car stopped, Jace put it in park and turned so he could really get to work on his erection. . Colton watched through hooded eyes as Jace took the length into his mouth. His cock slipped down Jace’s throat, and he groaned at the raw pleasure of it. Colton moved so that he was now in Jace’s seat, half bending. He pushed Jace’s head against the soft seat and trapped him between that and his cock. Colton pushed his dick past those tempting lips. He pressed further until his cock disappeared down Jace’s throat.