Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82415 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82415 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
“Please don’t tease it like that,” Alexei says. “That’s too cruel. Fuck.”
“I’m not planning to be cruel.”
It’s a fucking promise.
I’m surprised by my words, but I fully intend to stand by them. And if Alexei was able to take a cock in his ass during his first time with a man, surely I can try this.
I kiss the soft flesh under the head of his cock, allowing the head into my mouth. Something about this feels so natural, so right. I steadily allow more of him in, feeling his flesh against the walls of my mouth, along my tongue. I slide it in and out subtly, getting a feel of what it would be like to really be going at it on a man’s cock. Feels as though we’ve been doing things backward, starting with fucking and now learning about these other ways to pleasure Alexei.
As he moans, I find myself taking him even deeper. A salty taste rushes into my mouth, tingling at my tongue.
Precum?
I pull off him. “God, you taste good.” I crave even more as I stick him back into my mouth. It’s a treat I relish as I bob up and down. His cock firms even more, and as I speed up my movements, he runs his fingers through my hair. He offers gentle strokes, encouraging my work.
“Fuck, yeah, Matteo, that feels so fucking good,” he says in a low, breathy voice.
My hard-on constricts in the crotch of my pants. Blowing him has made me so painfully hard.
“Please don’t make me come like this,” he whispers. “I need that cock inside me again.”
I want that too, but now that I have his cock in my mouth, discovering my love for it, I want to be blowing him and fucking him at the same time. Damn the limitations of a fucking body.
I force myself to release him, letting his wet cock drop against his abs, but giving it one more selfish lick before leaning back. Grabbing his pants and boxers by the waistbands, I pull them down his legs, dragging them from his body before tossing them off the side of the bed.
“Please tell me you keep lube in this nightstand,” I say. “I don’t want to waste time. I just want to get my cock in that hole and remember how good it can feel.”
He wears an amused expression. “Of course.”
I grab his legs and pull him to the edge of the bed as I step off, positioning him for me.
“Keep right there, ready for me,” I tell him, and he obeys, holding the backs of his thighs as I strip down and find the lube. When I return to him, I offer some for his hole, then ready myself and place the bottle on the nightstand.
As he’s lying there, I take a step back, admiring the view. My dick firms in my grip.
“What are you doing?” he asks.
“Kind of hot seeing you displaying yourself for me.”
He snickers. “I don’t know why I feel so fucking needy for it.”
I step closer, patting the head of my dick against his ass cheek, beside his hole. “Well, I don’t really care about why, just that you are.”
He bites his bottom lip as I push the head against that tight hole. Once I get the head in, his body relaxes. This is nothing like that first time. He’s not tense and anxious. He’s ready and willing. Eager, even. And I feel it in how much easier it is to get that first inch in, then the next.
“You’re opening right up for me, aren’t you?” I say as he rolls his head back. I watch his expression, so relaxed, so at ease.
Once I’m halfway inside, I grip his thighs, steadily making my way in, and I know the moment I’ve hit his prostate by the way his back arches and a lengthy moan escapes his lips. It urges me on, but I take my time until his ass welcomes me fully.
He has the faintest hint of a smile on his face. “Did much better this time, didn’t I?” he asks, like he wants validation for his achievement, and I’m happy to give it.
“You took me perfectly.”
His smile expands into a broad grin, and he looks up at me with eager eyes. These aren’t the eyes I’ve seen when he’d looked so on edge. Or when he told me about his brother. Or last night when he was so worried about me.
I push in and out, slow, subtle movements. His mouth opens, his cock shifting over his abs. I watch his face as I thrust. Seeing his expression all twisted up with pleasure, that mouth hanging open, fuck, I can’t stand it, and I release his legs, leaning down and taking a kiss. His legs wrap around me, his ass rocking in sync with me, both of us eagerly exploring this experience.