me.”
With a growl I roll us over, pulling him down the bed with me so I’m now laying between his spread legs. He’s so much smaller than me. I don’t want to hurt him. I remember what she did to me and how good it felt, ignoring the wrongness for now, just the physical sensations. If she could do it with that big plastic thing I could do it with my own equipment and give Morgan pleasure.
Decision made, I sat up and hooked my fingers into the waistband of Morgan’s boxers. He shoots me a panicked look and I wanted to reassure him, “slow. P-p-promise. G-good.” In a gesture of unconditional love and trust, Morgan lifts his hips. I gently pull down his boxers, holding the band out in the front so not to catch his erection and make it get stuck awkwardly. I pull them down his legs and scoot to the side a bit as he bends a knee. Then I’m tugging them off him completely and dropping his underwear to the floor.
All I can do is stare at the bountiful feast laid bare before me, “so beautiful.” Morgan moves above me and I see him cover his face with both hands. I rise over him and lower my weight to one elbow, gently prying his hands away. His face is crimson and I can tell he’s acutely self-conscious and embarrassed.
I smile at him tenderly, “baby… I love you. You’re so beautiful.”
Morgan stares at me in shock, “you didn’t stutter once.”
I grin down into his delicate face, “you... Precious. Gift.”
I can tell by the look on his face he’s pleased by my words but still uncomfortable. “Love looking at you.” I drag my free hand up from his knee, to his inside thigh, right past his cock but through the soft curly hair, circle his belly button, trailing my fingertips up and up until I use the pad of my thumb to just barely graze the tip of his nipple.
His mouth flies open at the erotic contact. I kiss down his jaw, licking and kissing my way down the delicate curve of his neck, mouthing his collar bone, scraping my teeth lightly and then licking to sooth the little hurt. I continue to kiss and nibble and lick my way down his chest right past his left nipple without stopping. Then without warning when he’s least expecting it I suck it up into my mouth and tongue it hard while pinching his other nipple which is by now a hard beaded bud.
Morgan’s whole body bows under me and he cries out my name, “Haden! Oh, oh, oh, yes…”
I slither down his body. I need to make him mine before I explode. I lick his cock from base to tip and he moans huskily, “ ughhh …” I realize how small he is, probably just over 5 inches, not skinny but not super thick, proportional to his body. I’m proportional too, which is why I’m concerned about hurting my sweet man and determined to give him as much pleasure as possible. Hopefully that will help him relax when the time comes.
I lick his small ball sac and Morgan’s hips arch off the bed and he spreads his legs wantonly further part. I can see his taint and even a bit of his asshole. I get down there but can’t reach. I know what I need to do. I sit up on my knees and grasp Morgan’s legs at his hips, jerking him to me roughly. Then my hands are under both his knees and I’m bending him and spreading him open so I can see everything, “oh god, oh god… Morgan… ugh… have to taste you.” Then I dive in to his ass face first, thrusting my tongue straight in his wrinkled quivering puckered hole.
Morgan shrieks and is screaming incoherently, his hips wildly trying to ride by tongue. I tell him hoarsely, “hold your legs.” He does what I tell him without looking at me. As soon as my hands are free I jerk his ass onto my thighs so he’s doubled over and his ass is spread wide and open just for me. I spend my time licking and sucking and biting everywhere but at his hole.
“Haden…please… ugh… need moooorrre!”
I smile lasciviously and grip inside ass, right at the crease, right
With a growl I roll us over, pulling him down the bed with me so I’m now laying between his spread legs. He’s so much smaller than me. I don’t want to hurt him. I remember what she did to me and how good it felt, ignoring the wrongness for now, just the physical sensations. If she could do it with that big plastic thing I could do it with my own equipment and give Morgan pleasure.
Decision made, I sat up and hooked my fingers into the waistband of Morgan’s boxers. He shoots me a panicked look and I wanted to reassure him, “slow. P-p-promise. G-good.” In a gesture of unconditional love and trust, Morgan lifts his hips. I gently pull down his boxers, holding the band out in the front so not to catch his erection and make it get stuck awkwardly. I pull them down his legs and scoot to the side a bit as he bends a knee. Then I’m tugging them off him completely and dropping his underwear to the floor.
All I can do is stare at the bountiful feast laid bare before me, “so beautiful.” Morgan moves above me and I see him cover his face with both hands. I rise over him and lower my weight to one elbow, gently prying his hands away. His face is crimson and I can tell he’s acutely self-conscious and embarrassed.
I smile at him tenderly, “baby… I love you. You’re so beautiful.”
Morgan stares at me in shock, “you didn’t stutter once.”
I grin down into his delicate face, “you... Precious. Gift.”
I can tell by the look on his face he’s pleased by my words but still uncomfortable. “Love looking at you.” I drag my free hand up from his knee, to his inside thigh, right past his cock but through the soft curly hair, circle his belly button, trailing my fingertips up and up until I use the pad of my thumb to just barely graze the tip of his nipple.
His mouth flies open at the erotic contact. I kiss down his jaw, licking and kissing my way down the delicate curve of his neck, mouthing his collar bone, scraping my teeth lightly and then licking to sooth the little hurt. I continue to kiss and nibble and lick my way down his chest right past his left nipple without stopping. Then without warning when he’s least expecting it I suck it up into my mouth and tongue it hard while pinching his other nipple which is by now a hard beaded bud.
Morgan’s whole body bows under me and he cries out my name, “Haden! Oh, oh, oh, yes…”
I slither down his body. I need to make him mine before I explode. I lick his cock from base to tip and he moans huskily, “ ughhh …” I realize how small he is, probably just over 5 inches, not skinny but not super thick, proportional to his body. I’m proportional too, which is why I’m concerned about hurting my sweet man and determined to give him as much pleasure as possible. Hopefully that will help him relax when the time comes.
I lick his small ball sac and Morgan’s hips arch off the bed and he spreads his legs wantonly further part. I can see his taint and even a bit of his asshole. I get down there but can’t reach. I know what I need to do. I sit up on my knees and grasp Morgan’s legs at his hips, jerking him to me roughly. Then my hands are under both his knees and I’m bending him and spreading him open so I can see everything, “oh god, oh god… Morgan… ugh… have to taste you.” Then I dive in to his ass face first, thrusting my tongue straight in his wrinkled quivering puckered hole.
Morgan shrieks and is screaming incoherently, his hips wildly trying to ride by tongue. I tell him hoarsely, “hold your legs.” He does what I tell him without looking at me. As soon as my hands are free I jerk his ass onto my thighs so he’s doubled over and his ass is spread wide and open just for me. I spend my time licking and sucking and biting everywhere but at his hole.
“Haden…please… ugh… need moooorrre!”
I smile lasciviously and grip inside ass, right at the crease, right
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