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“Want me to suck your dick? Want me to finger you again?”
He gasps when I push myself up and squeeze some lube onto my fingers, brushing it over the underside of his cock and to his balls. Moving them out of the way, I wet my lips as his hole makes an appearance.
Yes. Fuck yes.
Leaning down, I suck his throbbing cock into my mouth just as I push a finger into him. I don’t even hesitate, I just take it. Jude gasps and then groans, his fingers tangling in my hair as he bottoms out in my throat. I’m knuckle deep inside of him and love how warm and tight he is. I want to sink into him, to stretch him out, to make him cry.
“More,” he whispers as I pull off and then take him into my mouth again.
I don’t know if he means more sucking or more fingers, so I do both. I drag him harder into the back of my throat as I add a second finger, making his back arch off the bed.
“Oh god,” he groans in pleasure as I slide my fingers out of him and push back in. My head is bobbing slowly, dragging him across my tongue and teeth as his fingernails dig into my scalp.
I pop off his cock and press a kiss to the tip of his dick.
“Say my name,” I demand as I push my two fingers back into him.
He moans it, a low desperate sound. “Alec.”
“It’s me who’s making you want a cock in your ass, isn’t it?” I say, pulling the head of his dick back into my mouth and sucking on it. He tugs on my hair and shakes his head.
“I don’t want it.”
“You do,” I say, finding his prostate and pressing against it.
He cries out and starts to pant, his chest heaving as I lick a stripe up the underside of his hard length.
“Say you want me to fuck you. Say it.”
“Nngh,” he moans as I push into him again.
I want him to admit it, want him to tell me he’s gay for it, for cock, forme. But at the same time, I love that he’s losing his mind over it, that I’m the one who is making him crazy in this moment.
I feel his hole contract around me. He’s close, I can feel it, but I’m not ready for him to come. So I pull out and pull off him, leaving him panting and blinking in confusion.
“Wh—?” he asks when I lick my way up his chest.
“Not yet,” I say as I lightly bite down on his jaw. I shouldn’t draw this out, should just let him come and then leave, but I don’t want to. I’m in too deep.
I drag our cocks together, his still wet from my mouth. He groans when I reach down, wrapping a hand around us both, and begin to jack us slowly.
“This is…our dicks are touching,” he says, glancing down at where our bodies are pressed against each other.
“Too gay?” I ask with a small laugh.
“I’m…I don’t—” he begins, moaning as he tunnels into my fist.
“I think frotting can be a real nice hobby,” I say with a soft smile. “Lots of fun too, and has a bit of cardio in it as well.”
He nods and bites his bottom lip, lifting his hips as he fucks into my tight fist. “It’s so fun. The best hobby.”
The way he says it, the way he simply looks at us with awe in his eyes has me leaning down and pressing my lips to his. Just a brush, a soft caress but it unleashes something inside of me, something feral.
I pull back slightly and watch as his eyelids flutter open.
He closed them. He closed them when I kissed him.
My hand tightens around our shafts as I pull us to our sides, our bodies pressed together as I continue to work our dicks to completion.
