The Guide is Actually a Body-Switching Esper [BL]-Chapter 311: Big... And Bigger [M]

They didn’t talk about Ethan. Damien didn’t bring it up, and neither did Lane. Although it kind of bothered him that his boyfriend didn’t tell him about the nonsense Ethan had spouted... It was good, in a way. If the topic were brought up, Lane would have to respond to it somehow. Either by rejecting the idea of Damien being the top - which was bound to disappoint Damien, and would only confirm that all the things Ethan had said about Lane being a bad partner were right - or to dismiss the topic by saying ’maybe someday...’ Which would ruin the surprise!

And Lane didn’t want that. Since he was about to give Damien the honor of penetrating his ass, something that no one had ever done to him, not in his real body, and not when he was possessing other people... It had to be a special moment. It required a suitable occasion and proper preparations... And the element of surprise would surely strengthen the impact! Overall, it had to be an unforgettable experience!

Besides, talking about Ethan now would ruin the mood. After Damien put in the effort to placate Lane with the super sweet dinner, and turned him on with his naughty attire, it would be a waste to let it all go to naught...

So, after they finished eating, and Damien went to the kitchen to do the dishes, Lane quietly followed after him...

"Lane," Damien sighed, as Lane’s fingers tugged on the thin laces of the apron tied on his bare back. "Just wait a moment... The dishes..."

But Lane was done waiting. Who cared about the dishes? It’s not like anything would happen to them if they weren’t washed right away! It was already good enough for him to hold back until they ate dinner! His hands sneaked around Damien’s waist, reaching his forearms, slowly moving forward, until finally, he took a hold of his hands, and removed the kitchen sponge and the plate from them.

And then, completely ignoring that both of their hands were wet and soapy, he lifted the man up, and carried him to the bedroom. Actually, he wanted to take Damien then and there, on the kitchen counter... But it would probably still be a little too much for the man. Damien cooking dinner pretty much naked was already a big step for him, so Lane didn’t want to push him any further... For now.

Instead, he put the man down on the bed, pulling on the laces with his teeth to undo the knot. It came apart with just a light tug, leaving the apron hanging from Damien’s neck on just a flimsy ribbon. Lane licked his lips, looking at his main course down on all fours underneath him, his face, neck and shoulders all flushed, and quickly pulled his T-shirt off.

To be completely honest, the apron didn’t suit Damien all that much. The hot pink didn’t go all that well with Damien’s complexion, and it didn’t match his eyes either. And the apron looked rather cheap, even though it was made from a good quality material, because its design was too tacky...

And yet, Damien looked so hot that Lane was getting aroused just from looking at him.

It was quite curious, actually... It wasn’t even that the sight was anything new to Lane. At this point, they had done it so many times, with both lights on and in the dark, that Lane had Damien’s whole body pretty much memorized. If he closed his eyes, he could recall exactly how it looked, from the width of his shoulders, through the size of his waist, to the length of his legs, and the shape of his buttocks. He remembered exactly where his beauty spots were, and could even recall how the callouses on his hands felt. By any logic, he should be getting bored with him now...

And yet, it was the opposite. With each day, Damien only became more and more irresistible to Lane.

He bent down, his chest pressing against Damien’s well-sculpted back, planting kisses all over his nape, as his arms wrapped around Damien’s torso, his hands caressing his chest, playing with his nipples and tracing the lines of his abs. Damien’s breathing quickened, and his fingers grasped onto the sheets. He shifted around, his bare ass rubbing against Lane’s bulging crotch, and resulting in a low groan escaping from Lane’s throat...

"Ugh." Lane bit on Damien’s shoulder, shifting his hips as well. They had barely started, and he was already rock hard... Even though it wasn’t that he was starved for sex, they had just gone at it the night before...

Well, they had done it almost every day, at least once, ever since Damien had moved into the apartment under Lane’s, only taking a break if Damien was too busy with the inspections, and didn’t have time.

It wasn’t just Lane who was hard and ready to go, though. As Lane’s hand slid down Damien’s trembling abdomen, he soon encountered a massive cock, standing proud with veins pulsing on the side... His fingers brushed against the length softly, causing Damien’s breath to falter, and his elbows to momentarily cave in... Lane continued to tease the man, softly caressing his cock, as his lips and tongue tormented his neck, shoulders, and upper back, licking and sucking, and leaving countless kiss marks all over... He stroked Damien’s length gently for now, only teasing a bit, since he had yet to grab the lubricant. He just wanted to feel Damien’s skin for now, and the heat emanating from his massive appendage...

All of a sudden, Lane paused.

...Right, Damien was... well-endowed. And so was Lane, of course - their size was more or less the same. So similar, that it was hard to tell who was bigger without a side-by-side comparison. Lane had never actually compared them, though, he just assumed that he was the bigger one... Not that it was all that important, as long as he was big... And besides, it wasn’t only about the size, the skill also mattered. Which Lane most certainly didn’t lack...

However, while the size wasn’t the only thing that mattered, it still WAS important.

Especially if Lane was going to have Damien’s penis thrusted into his ass...

Lane gulped loudly, feeling the veins pulsate under his fingers, the heat coming off from Damien’s length so scorching hot, it could almost burn his skin, even though Lane had a high-level heat resistance thanks to his fire ability.

It wasn’t so much that he was afraid of pain. He had suffered so many injuries in the past. Had been poisoned, stabbed, torn apart alive. He had died a horrible death multiple times. In other people’s bodies, yes, but all the sensations he had felt back then were just as intense as they would have been in his real one... Perhaps even more, since their bodies were weaker than his own.

And it wasn’t that there was anything to be afraid of, not really. Damien had took Lane’s cock in multiple times, and he was still fine, his ass hasn’t been ripped apart. No matter how many times they had done that, even when their sex was rough, he still had no problem walking the next day. If he could handle, then why wouldn’t Lane be able to? He was even more powerful, he should be able to handle it just fine!

And yet, for some reason, he felt a bit nervous.

"...Lane?" Damien turned his head, trying to take a look at his boyfriend, surprised by the sudden pause. "Is there something wrong?"

His words snapped Lane out of his thoughts. He shook his head, trying to chase away the thoughts...

"Everything’s fine," he muttered.

There was just one thing he needed to confirm to put his mind at ease. He quickly removed his pants and boxer briefs, and flipped Damien onto his back. He lifted his hips, pulling Damien onto his lap, and grabbed both of their cocks, pressing them together.

As he carefully looked down on them, a satisfied smile blossomed on his face.

Damien was big. Massive even. But...

Lane was bigger.

Not by much, sure, but the difference was indisputable.

"Hehe." Lane couldn’t help but chuckle, earning himself a confused look from Damien. He lifted his head, meeting those emerald eyes with a provocative gaze.

Damien just blinked, though. Unlike Lane, who was more... sexually liberated, to put it nicely, Damien was prudent. He had never thought much about things like the size of his penis. He never even stopped for a moment to think which one of them was bigger. And while he was far more satisfied sleeping with Lane in his real body, than with that time back at the summit when they had sex with Lane possessing Xavier... He had never attributed it to Lane’s bigger cock, just to the fact that it was his boyfriend’s REAL BODY. Thus, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t understand what made Lane so happy all of a sudden...

But he didn’t even get much of a chance to think about it, as just a moment later, he was pushed back on the bed, and in the blink of an eye, his whole length ended up deep in Lane’s throat...