Kiss Me if You Can Novel Completed - Chapter 30

An indescribable feeling brushed a corner of his heart. Josh deliberately ignored it and fumbled for Chase’s belt with one hand. The clinking sound of metal was particularly grating on his ears. He deliberately diverted his attention elsewhere, unbuckling it a little roughly.

Chase’s ragged breathing suddenly cut off. The sight of him trembling faintly, even holding his breath, was pitiful yet greatly aroused Josh. Realizing his own hand was trembling for a different reason than Chase’s, he quickly clenched and unclenched his fist in the air.

Get a grip, get a grip!

He intended to unbutton and zip down his pants in one swift motion, but the bulging front prevented it. Josh paused for a moment, then with an expressionless face, he pulled the zipper up and then down, expertly.

“…!”

A sharp gasp came from above. It was Chase’s cry. It was because he had scraped his front while zipping down. It wasn’t intentional, but it was unavoidable, so instead of apologizing, Josh said something unnecessary.

“I’m taking it out.”

It was a dry remark, like saying he was taking a muffin out of the refrigerator. But what Josh pulled out from inside his briefs was a baguette. And an uncut one at that.

For a moment, Josh froze. To be this erect, how much pain must he have been in? While sympathizing with Chase’s suffering, his heart also turned cold at the thought that something like this had been inside his own body.

But there was no time to hesitate. The hot object in his hand felt like it could explode at any moment. It was thick enough that even Josh, with his fairly large hands, could barely grasp it. He found his face flushing. His cold heart warmed up surprisingly quickly.

He wanted to take out a candy and eat it, but he had no free hand. Helplessly, he tried his best to inhale less of the pheromone scent and gently squeezed.

Chase gasped sharply, like a scream. Josh also flinched and instinctively looked back at him.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh…”

Suppressed groans flowed out continuously from his tightly clenched teeth. Josh felt like he was tormenting him, but he felt no guilt whatsoever. Instead, a sadistic urge to push Chase further surged, bewildering Josh.

He barely suppressed the impulse and slowly began to stroke Chase’s penis. Chase’s groans escaped as if being suppressed from deep within his throat.

“Ah, ugh… ugh. Ha, ah.”

His ragged breathing made his entire body tremble faintly. Even though there was no need, as Chase’s eyes were covered, Josh ignored him and focused only on his hand. The hot organ in his hand pulsed violently beneath his thin palm. It was the same organ that had mercilessly rubbed inside Josh.

He skillfully stroked the thick shaft as if it were his own. The heavy penis gained more weight, swelling taut in his hand. The pinkish glans turned as red as Chase’s face. Josh moved his fingers, kneading the shaft, and lightly rubbed the slit tip with his thumb.

“Ugh…!”

Chase gasped like a scream and grabbed Josh’s arm. But he couldn’t bring himself to push him away. Leaving Chase’s hand, which trembled faintly and merely stayed there, Josh moved his hand.

As he held the shaft and continuously caressed the tip with his firm fingertips, transparent fluid soon appeared. Suppressed breaths and groans mixed and flowed from deep within Chase’s throat.

Twisting his waist, he urgently grabbed Josh’s arm, then released it, then grabbed it again repeatedly. The flushed glans glistened, wet with fluid. He was about to ejaculate.

Haa, haa.

Josh’s breathing also quickened. His lower body ached and slowly became wet. Even though it had been years, his body seemed to remember that night. Josh was bewildered by his body’s reaction, preparing to accept Chase regardless of his will.

He occasionally masturbated, but this was his first time doing it for someone else. Holding another man’s penis in his hand and stroking it was unimaginable. Josh had never even fantasized about men to begin with.

But despite that, Chase’s rough groans and breathing, which continued to echo, made him unbearable. He was already going crazy from the pheromones, and this man seemed determined to kill Josh.

If he could, he wanted to immediately remove the hand supporting Chase’s head and rub his own. No, that wouldn’t be enough. If he could grasp Chase’s and his own organs at once and rub them together violently, ah, just the thought made his brain tingle.

Josh moved his hand urgently. Let’s finish this quickly. Otherwise, I don’t know what I might do. Yes, I should sing. Oh, say can you see by the dawn’s early light…

He desperately tried to recall the national anthem he had sung so many times in the military, but ridiculously, the lyrics wouldn’t flow properly. Even though he had sung it at least a few hundred times, no lie. Ah, damn it!

Josh’s hand accelerated. Chase, as if completely out of his mind, gasped roughly and continuously groaned like screams.

“Ugh, ugh…! Ah, haa… ha, ahh!”

With a sudden cry, his hand was unexpectedly drenched. Josh realized he had violently squeezed him.

He was about to say, I’m sorry, when he stopped his gaze. Chase had already removed his hands from his face and let them fall limply to the ground, blinking his eyes. His shoulders heaved with ragged breaths, and his chest rapidly rose and fell.

He seemed completely unaware of what had just happened. Still dazed from the post-ejaculation exhaustion, his eyes unfocused and fixed on a distant point, Chase merely gasped for breath.

Semen had fallen on his mouth. And not just there. He had spilled his fluid all over his body, panting. Josh thought he should wipe it off, but he didn’t want to.

If only I could take this man to bed and kiss and have sex with him all night.

It was an overwhelmingly strong temptation. Strong enough that he almost acted on it.

Chase’s bloodshot eyes were faintly wet. He seemed embarrassed and displeased by the situation. Perhaps he was even in a state of panic. At any rate, he clearly seemed anxious.

Of course, he would, lying in a garden, ejaculating into someone else’s hand.

Self-loathing was clearly visible on his distorted face. He couldn’t hide his painful expression mixed with self-hatred. Seeing him bite his lip and close his eyes with ragged breaths, Josh felt sorry for harboring desire for him.

Josh suppressed his surging lust and instead bent down to him in a perfectly gentlemanly manner. Chup, his lips touched and parted softly, but not on his lips, of course. Josh gently kissed his forehead, as he would Emma or Pete, and looked down at Chase, who was blinking in bewilderment, smiling kindly.

“It’s okay.”

At the quiet whisper, Chase just stared blankly at him. Josh kissed him once more, this time on his cheek.

There was a faint, unfamiliar taste. He belatedly realized that some of Chase’s semen had seeped onto his lips, though he hadn’t intended it. But it was far too little to discern exactly what the taste was like.

Feeling a sense of regret, Josh smiled at Chase again. Chase merely blinked, showing no reaction. Perhaps he was in another panic.

Josh forced himself back to reality and got up. And he did what he should have done but hadn’t. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the semen from Chase’s face. It was fortunate that carrying a handkerchief had become a habit from raising Pete. Josh carefully wiped Chase’s face with the clean cloth.

Chase remained still, as if it were natural. Josh silently continued his task. As he roughly wiped the semen that had spread on his clothes, Chase’s still erect penis came into view. As if one ejaculation wasn’t enough.

“That’s enough.”

As Josh reached for it again, Chase immediately blurted out. His usually sensitive and irritable voice was hoarse. His penis remained, but the crisis seemed to have passed. If left alone for a while, it would subside naturally. As long as nothing stimulated it. Josh replied casually.

“I’m just trying to wipe you off. You’ll need to get dressed.”

And he truly grabbed his penis in a businesslike manner. It was a completely indifferent attitude, far from the delicate touch of before. He had no choice but to act as coldly as possible. Wrapping the handkerchief around his penis and roughly wiping it, Josh, though reluctant, couldn’t help but truly look at Chase’s member this time.

Damn it, why is even his dick so beautiful?

He couldn’t help but curse in admiration. It was excellent in both thickness and size, and perfectly straight without any curve. Moreover, the still-wet, pinkish glans was perfect.

Of course, you can’t tan there.

Even as he thought that, Josh wanted to put it in his mouth once. Normally, he would have thought it disgusting to put a man’s penis in his mouth, but this one was an exception. He couldn’t forget the sensation left on the tip of his thumb. It was truly, so desirable, so firm, and moreover, so lovely.

But that was absolutely out of the question. Chase hadn’t allowed it that far, and he himself wasn’t confident he could handle the aftermath. Silently finishing the cleanup, Josh lay down on the grass. Just like Chase.

Chase, who had been closing his eyes for a while, lifted his eyelids. Slowly turning his gaze, their eyes met. They both remained still.

His deep purple eyes, holding the night sky, gazed at him with endless starlight. And beneath them, a sharp nose, and faintly parted red lips, all came into Josh’s view.

Suddenly, Josh thought.

How could I not kiss that beautiful face?

He raised his hand. He gently stroked his cheek, but Chase didn’t move. With his gaze fixed on the purple eyes that were fixed on him, Josh raised his upper body.

His intention was clear. Chase could have easily avoided it. He had plenty of time to curse or throw a punch, as he usually would.

But he did nothing. He just watched Josh’s neat face approach.

Josh’s eyelids slowly lowered. His brownish-gold eyelashes, the same color as his hair, came into Chase’s view. Just as he thought he wanted to kiss his eyelids, his breath touched Chase’s lips.

But at that moment, unexpected footsteps threw them back to reality. Josh immediately sprang up. Chase was bewildered by his surprising reflexes. Leaving him there, Josh stared intently at the source of the sound, then finally shouted,

“Mark, what’s going on?”

Then, a welcome voice flew back.

“Ah, Josh. So you were here. I’ve been looking for you! Everyone’s out of contact, where did you all go, really? Where are Isaac and Henry?”

At the urgent questions, Josh approached Mark to catch his gaze and prevent him from looking at Chase, then answered,

“I haven’t seen them. What’s the matter?”

“We lost C. Have you seen him?”

“Ah.”

Josh nodded.

“Don’t worry, he said he was going out for a smoke, so I came out. I’ve been hiding and watching him since he told me not to come near.”

“I see. What was that call earlier?”

“Oh, I had a quick question, but it’s resolved now. Don’t worry about it.”

He lied smoothly, even impressing himself. Mark readily believed him and nodded.

“Mr. Pittman has something to do and is leaving. He said the remaining guests can enjoy themselves and leave whenever they want, so what should we do? Will you ask C?”

His expression clearly showed he wanted him to. Josh readily agreed.

“Alright. I’ll check and contact you right away.”

Instead of saying “Go,” he subtly gestured. Mark soon left.

Josh stood there for a while, scanning the surroundings, then finally let out a sigh and relaxed his shoulders. When he immediately turned back, Chase was still lying there. Still not moving a single finger.

Josh hesitated for a moment. He inwardly regretted the timing earlier. If only he could kiss those lips again.