Bellerophon laughed with Perseus’s c**k still in his mouth. He lifted his head off of it while still stroking Perseus with his hand and looked at Perseus, smirking. “My kindness is without equal, I’m told.”
They both sat up, and after removing the bottle from around his neck, Perseus leaned forward and kissed Bellerophon. As their tongues met, he felt his heart surge. For so long, he’d dreamed of Bellerophon’s kiss, and now he had it again.
That, and a lot more.
He uncapped the bottle and poured the oil, cool and slick, onto his fingers. He slathered it onto Bellerophon’s c**k, and smiled as Bellerophon’s eyes rolled up in pleasure. He then oiled himself, sliding slippery fingers into his hole, grunting with the sudden onslaught of sensation.
“I can’t believe this is about to happen,”
