me. Someone would report him for looking this good in his underwear at the same time praying they can find a picture of him without them.
Luke hesitates, but hooks his thumbs around the band pulling them down in one fluid motion, revealing his glorious cock that’s hardening under my gaze.
Absently my mouth mumbles, “Damn.” Wetting my lips I can’t manage to break my stare. Dropping my stick, I stalk over, push him against the table, and move my lips so they are dangerously close to his.
What? Don’t do it? He’s fucking naked....are you crazy?
When my hand curls around his cock, his eyes drift closed forcing me to play with my tongue ring to stop myself from jamming it in his mouth. After a small hiss Luke’s gray eyes open slightly. “I don’t...I don’t do things like this. This isn’t me.”
Gently I stroke causing him to groan, a sound that forces my already uncomfortably hard member to nudge against its jean jailhouse. “What isn’t you?”
To my surprise Luke wraps his hand around my arm to stop me, a conflicted look in his eyes. “This. I don’t sleep with guys I barely know.”
“You know me,” I counter. “We’ve been friends for months.”
“I barely see you,” he tries to argue. “And when I do it’s so brief.”
“Is it?” Our eyes stay connected. “The BBQs? The dinners? Basketballs games? Baby projects? Those don’t feel brief to me.”
“I...I don’t know. I don’t wanna be just another face you use to pass the time with. I know what that does to people. I’ve seen what that does to people. And if that’s where this is headed then—”
My lips crash against his knowing what he wants is something I can’t give him, but can’t say it because it’s the only thing I want. His mouth parts to invite mine in and the hand that was just stroking him, runs itself through his soft hair, to keep him in place. Our tongues dance briefly before I pull away just enough to whisper, “You will never be just another face to me.”
A relieved hum comes out of him before he yanks me by the shirt back into a kiss, this one more frantic than romantic reminding me of our night on the roof. I capture his bottom lip between my teeth causing a pleased groan.
“How many times?” I question my hand now caressing to stroking his cock that’s begging for my attention.
No need to ignore it. That’s just rude.
“How many...how many times what?” he breathlessly replies.
“Have you thought about fucking me?” the word causes him to moan and I smirk to myself stroking faster. “About taking me? Pinning me against something? Driving into me?” Luke’s breathing becomes more erratic with each passing syllable. “How many times have you thought about fucking me until I can’t think straight? Coming deep inside of me?”
“God...” he croaks a shutter running through him.
“I need to see you come again Luke,” my words aren’t as steady as I was hoping. “I need to be the one that makes you lose that control.” After he strains again clearly fighting the desire to let go, I jerk faster at the same time demanding, “Do it.” Luke shakes his head continuing to battle. “Do it. Prove to me you want me as much I want you. Come for me.”
At that I drop to my knees and enclose my mouth around his cock giving it one good suck before Luke’s hands wind through my hair calling out, “Fuck!” Excited at his shift in behavior, I roll my tongue around the tip, down his base, and back up again, desperate to consume all of him. Only a few sucks make it out of me before he clutches my head and ferociously declares, “God I’m coming!”
Suddenly my mouth is given short powerful spurts of everything it was craving in unison with my name being offered up in sacrifice. The moment he finally stops, my mouth slides off his softening cock, swallowing the contents of it while watching him try to regain his composure.
His eyes that are now more a gorgeous slate blue than gray are
Luke hesitates, but hooks his thumbs around the band pulling them down in one fluid motion, revealing his glorious cock that’s hardening under my gaze.
Absently my mouth mumbles, “Damn.” Wetting my lips I can’t manage to break my stare. Dropping my stick, I stalk over, push him against the table, and move my lips so they are dangerously close to his.
What? Don’t do it? He’s fucking naked....are you crazy?
When my hand curls around his cock, his eyes drift closed forcing me to play with my tongue ring to stop myself from jamming it in his mouth. After a small hiss Luke’s gray eyes open slightly. “I don’t...I don’t do things like this. This isn’t me.”
Gently I stroke causing him to groan, a sound that forces my already uncomfortably hard member to nudge against its jean jailhouse. “What isn’t you?”
To my surprise Luke wraps his hand around my arm to stop me, a conflicted look in his eyes. “This. I don’t sleep with guys I barely know.”
“You know me,” I counter. “We’ve been friends for months.”
“I barely see you,” he tries to argue. “And when I do it’s so brief.”
“Is it?” Our eyes stay connected. “The BBQs? The dinners? Basketballs games? Baby projects? Those don’t feel brief to me.”
“I...I don’t know. I don’t wanna be just another face you use to pass the time with. I know what that does to people. I’ve seen what that does to people. And if that’s where this is headed then—”
My lips crash against his knowing what he wants is something I can’t give him, but can’t say it because it’s the only thing I want. His mouth parts to invite mine in and the hand that was just stroking him, runs itself through his soft hair, to keep him in place. Our tongues dance briefly before I pull away just enough to whisper, “You will never be just another face to me.”
A relieved hum comes out of him before he yanks me by the shirt back into a kiss, this one more frantic than romantic reminding me of our night on the roof. I capture his bottom lip between my teeth causing a pleased groan.
“How many times?” I question my hand now caressing to stroking his cock that’s begging for my attention.
No need to ignore it. That’s just rude.
“How many...how many times what?” he breathlessly replies.
“Have you thought about fucking me?” the word causes him to moan and I smirk to myself stroking faster. “About taking me? Pinning me against something? Driving into me?” Luke’s breathing becomes more erratic with each passing syllable. “How many times have you thought about fucking me until I can’t think straight? Coming deep inside of me?”
“God...” he croaks a shutter running through him.
“I need to see you come again Luke,” my words aren’t as steady as I was hoping. “I need to be the one that makes you lose that control.” After he strains again clearly fighting the desire to let go, I jerk faster at the same time demanding, “Do it.” Luke shakes his head continuing to battle. “Do it. Prove to me you want me as much I want you. Come for me.”
At that I drop to my knees and enclose my mouth around his cock giving it one good suck before Luke’s hands wind through my hair calling out, “Fuck!” Excited at his shift in behavior, I roll my tongue around the tip, down his base, and back up again, desperate to consume all of him. Only a few sucks make it out of me before he clutches my head and ferociously declares, “God I’m coming!”
Suddenly my mouth is given short powerful spurts of everything it was craving in unison with my name being offered up in sacrifice. The moment he finally stops, my mouth slides off his softening cock, swallowing the contents of it while watching him try to regain his composure.
His eyes that are now more a gorgeous slate blue than gray are
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