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my hands off of you.”
I wanted to push the issue. I wanted to make him spend time with me out of bed first. But as he kissed me more, I couldn’t help but respond to him. He was so good-looking, and his body was amazing. I wanted him. Even now. I hated myself for it a little bit, but my body didn’t care about my pride.
He kissed me more as he unbuttoned his pants, then took my hand and placed it on his erect cock.
“Zach, please don’t make me wait. I can’t stand it tonight. I need to come.”
“Tell me what you want,” I said in resignation, knowing as I said it that I would never hear him say it back.
“Your mouth.”
I dropped to my knees in front of him and pulled his pants down out of the way. I ran my tongue up the bottom of his shaft and around his head. Then I took him in my mouth as far as I could. He was rocking into me, and he grabbed my head with both hands. “Baby, let me do it. Let me fuck your mouth.” I nodded. His grip tightened, and he started pumping in and out of my mouth. I kept one hand on the bottom of his shaft to keep him from gagging me. I got my pants undone, pulled my cock out with my free hand, and started stroking myself in time with his thrusts.
“Oh, baby. God, that’s good. You make me so fucking hot.” Of course he was talking, another endless stream of meaningless words. His grip on my head was tight, and even with my hand holding him, he was slamming into my mouth pretty hard. But it was working for me too. Knowing he wanted me that much was a wonderful aphrodisiac, and I gripped my cock tighter, kept stroking, feeling my own orgasm growing closer.
“That’s it, baby. That’s it. Oh God.” He was panting hard. When I glanced up at him, I could see a sheen of sweat on his face. “That’s it, baby. Goddamn, your mouth is so sweet. I love to see those blue eyes while I fuck your mouth.” The look on his face was a little bit vulgar, very arrogant, and not at all pleasant. I closed my eyes again, pushed it out of my mind. “I’m close, baby. I’m gonna come soon.” I thought undiplomatically how this was the longest he had ever lasted with me. Too bad we hadn’t actually made it to the bedroom.
“Beat yourself faster, Zack. Faster.” I obliged, and he moaned, his fingers clenching in my hair. His thrusts started coming harder. “Oh God, you make me hot, Zach. I can’t believe how hot you make me. I want to see you come. Do it, Zach. Do it now. Come for me, baby.” And without making any conscious decision to do it, I did, and when he saw it, he groaned, and then he came too. He held my head as far down on his shaft as I could go, and it felt like I was going to choke on all that wet saltiness squirting into my throat. I tried to pull back, but he was holding me too tight. I swallowed fast, feeling like I couldn’t breathe, hoping I wouldn’t gag, and still he held me there, until I pushed hard on his legs and pulled myself away, coughing.
“What’s your problem?” I gasped. I had managed to swallow it all, but my throat burned from it.
He pulled me up and wrapped his arms around me. “I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. I just couldn’t stop.” I pushed him away. “Whatever,” I managed to say, but my voice still sounded a little rough.
“Where’s that wine? Let me get you a glass.”
Wine didn’t seem like the thing to soothe my throat, but I didn’t complain. I had already opened the bottle anyway. I went into the bedroom to change my pants, since the ones I had on now had a big wet spot on the crotch. When I came out, he handed me a glass, and we sat down on the couch.
I sipped the wine and tried to figure out what I was feeling. He really did turn me on. It was like I couldn’t keep my body from responding to him. Still, I had to admit to myself that this wasn’t exactly what I had been hoping for when we first started seeing each other. Despite his words to the contrary, it was becoming more and
I wanted to push the issue. I wanted to make him spend time with me out of bed first. But as he kissed me more, I couldn’t help but respond to him. He was so good-looking, and his body was amazing. I wanted him. Even now. I hated myself for it a little bit, but my body didn’t care about my pride.
He kissed me more as he unbuttoned his pants, then took my hand and placed it on his erect cock.
“Zach, please don’t make me wait. I can’t stand it tonight. I need to come.”
“Tell me what you want,” I said in resignation, knowing as I said it that I would never hear him say it back.
“Your mouth.”
I dropped to my knees in front of him and pulled his pants down out of the way. I ran my tongue up the bottom of his shaft and around his head. Then I took him in my mouth as far as I could. He was rocking into me, and he grabbed my head with both hands. “Baby, let me do it. Let me fuck your mouth.” I nodded. His grip tightened, and he started pumping in and out of my mouth. I kept one hand on the bottom of his shaft to keep him from gagging me. I got my pants undone, pulled my cock out with my free hand, and started stroking myself in time with his thrusts.
“Oh, baby. God, that’s good. You make me so fucking hot.” Of course he was talking, another endless stream of meaningless words. His grip on my head was tight, and even with my hand holding him, he was slamming into my mouth pretty hard. But it was working for me too. Knowing he wanted me that much was a wonderful aphrodisiac, and I gripped my cock tighter, kept stroking, feeling my own orgasm growing closer.
“That’s it, baby. That’s it. Oh God.” He was panting hard. When I glanced up at him, I could see a sheen of sweat on his face. “That’s it, baby. Goddamn, your mouth is so sweet. I love to see those blue eyes while I fuck your mouth.” The look on his face was a little bit vulgar, very arrogant, and not at all pleasant. I closed my eyes again, pushed it out of my mind. “I’m close, baby. I’m gonna come soon.” I thought undiplomatically how this was the longest he had ever lasted with me. Too bad we hadn’t actually made it to the bedroom.
“Beat yourself faster, Zack. Faster.” I obliged, and he moaned, his fingers clenching in my hair. His thrusts started coming harder. “Oh God, you make me hot, Zach. I can’t believe how hot you make me. I want to see you come. Do it, Zach. Do it now. Come for me, baby.” And without making any conscious decision to do it, I did, and when he saw it, he groaned, and then he came too. He held my head as far down on his shaft as I could go, and it felt like I was going to choke on all that wet saltiness squirting into my throat. I tried to pull back, but he was holding me too tight. I swallowed fast, feeling like I couldn’t breathe, hoping I wouldn’t gag, and still he held me there, until I pushed hard on his legs and pulled myself away, coughing.
“What’s your problem?” I gasped. I had managed to swallow it all, but my throat burned from it.
He pulled me up and wrapped his arms around me. “I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. I just couldn’t stop.” I pushed him away. “Whatever,” I managed to say, but my voice still sounded a little rough.
“Where’s that wine? Let me get you a glass.”
Wine didn’t seem like the thing to soothe my throat, but I didn’t complain. I had already opened the bottle anyway. I went into the bedroom to change my pants, since the ones I had on now had a big wet spot on the crotch. When I came out, he handed me a glass, and we sat down on the couch.
I sipped the wine and tried to figure out what I was feeling. He really did turn me on. It was like I couldn’t keep my body from responding to him. Still, I had to admit to myself that this wasn’t exactly what I had been hoping for when we first started seeing each other. Despite his words to the contrary, it was becoming more and
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