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He looked at me, eyes dark, pupils blown, as he stripped off his boxer briefs and his cock sprang free. He stood in front of me like that, both of us completely naked, both of our erections bobbing in the air, and the reality of the moment hit me. I was about to touch another man’s cock, to taste it, and let him touch me, and I wanted it more than anything I’d ever wanted with a woman, including my ex. I craved his touch and I ached to touch him.
“You okay?” He took his cock in his hand and stroked it slowly.
I nodded eagerly. “I’m so much more than okay.”
He quirked a lopsided smile. “Okay then.” He stepped closer and joined me on the bed, stretching out next to me, and pulled me close for another kiss. As we kissed, I tentatively moved my hand down the length of his body, brushing the head of his cock with my fingertips. When I made contact, he inhaled sharply.
His cock was damp and sticky with precum and it twitched under my touch. I could sense the tension in his body, the way he was holding back as I wrapped my fingers around its girth and began to stroke slowly. Touching him felt natural, not much different in mechanics than touching myself, and deep in my gut, it felt right. I stroked him steadily, sliding my thumb over the slit and spreading the precum over the head, drawing out a soft groan from Levi.
He reached for me, but I shook my head and pushed his hand away. “Not yet.” It wasn’t that I wasn’t ready. It was more that I wanted to explore his body without distraction or interruption. The way he had earlier, I kissed my way down his jaw, teasing his neck and the base of his throat with my teeth and tongue, before moving lower. My mouth tentatively found his nipple and I experimentally licked it. When I was rewarded with a soft gasp, I scraped my teeth along the firm bud. Levi let out a moan and I glanced up to make eye contact.
He nodded and sighed. “Fuck, that feels good. You feel good.”
Encouraged, I kept going, teasing his other nipple for a few moments before kissing a trail down his bare, muscled stomach and coming face-to-face with his leaking erection. I closed my eyes for a moment before opening my mouth and taking it between my lips, the salty flavor of his precum bursting over my tongue and making my mouth water even more.
“Shit,” Levi hissed, his stomach and thigh muscles tensing.
I pushed his cock further in, opening wide and taking it down until it filled my mouth. I rubbed my tongue along the underside of his cock and sucked, bobbing my head slowly and fisting his shaft as I did to control the depth. Levi’s hand slid into my hair and while he didn’t push me, didn’t guide my head to make me take him deeper, he did grip tighter, in a way that made my nipples hard and my scalp sing, my cock leaking and leaving smears of precum along his calf.
I worked until I picked up a rhythm, and feeling confident, I moaned around his girth. Levi whimpered and his hips twitched, his cock thickening in my mouth. I continued to work him over, sucking and bobbing and stroking, until he was writhing and groaning and gripping my hair hard.
“Fuck, baby, I can’t—”
The endearment in his mouth practically sent me over the edge right then, and I moaned and took his cock as deeply as I could manage, sucking and stroking him frantically.
“I’m—close.”
I nodded and moaned in encouragement. I wanted to know how he tasted, how his orgasm felt as it spilled into my mouth, and a moment later, I got my wish as he erupted, spurting cum down the back of my throat. I swallowed as much as I could, moaning as I did. I was surprised at how turned-on I was, despite having never done it before. I wanted it. I wanted it all.
When Levi was spent, he fell back on the pillow and panted and I continued to stroke him until he moaned and pulled me up to kiss him. The kiss was hotter than I’d imagined, and when we broke apart, he was grinning widely.
“You taste like me.”
I hummed. “Is that okay?”
“It’s the single hottest fucking thing I’ve ever experienced in my life.”
I couldn’t help the little laugh that bubbled out of me. I doubted that was true but I saw no reason to contradict him. Instead, I kissed him again, sliding my tongue against his, until he pushed me away and crawled down my body to settle between my thighs. His reddish-blond hair was long and loose, out of his usual tie-back, and it tickled my skin as he lowered his head to take my leaking, aching cock in his mouth.
He sucked my length down expertly, and in seconds I felt the back of his throat with my crown. His muscles clenched and fluttered around me as he swallowed and then pulled back, strands of saliva clinging to his lips as he pulled back, took a breath, and plunged back down, his stubble scratching at the sensitive skin of my thighs.
I wasn’t going to last nearly as long as he had. I took a handful of his hair in one hand, more so I could look at his face unobstructed than to fuck into him, and watched as he made expert work of my cock. The wet, velvety heat of his mouth and the soft vibrations as he groaned around my cock sent me reeling toward the edge faster than I would’ve liked, but soon enough, I was there. I came into his mouth, releasing spurt after spurt of cum into Levi’s throat, moaning as he swallowed every drop and continued to work me through my aftershocks.
When I was completely wrung out, he made his way back up the length of my body and kissed me again. The flavor of our combined releases was hotter than I’d expected, and my exhausted cock twitched. I chuckled into the kiss and Levi pulled back.
He raised his eyebrows. “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing. I was just thinking… I could almost go again, if I weren’t so tired.”
He kissed me once more, tenderly. “Well then, my job here is done.” He slid out of the bed, but I reached for him, pulled him back toward me.
“Where are you going?”
“Back to the couch. I thought I’d give you some space.” He lifted one shoulder in a half shrug, looking uncertain.
“Why don’t you stay?” I patted the bed next to me. “We both deserve a good night’s rest, don’t you think?”
Levi bit his bottom lip briefly and grinned at me. “If you insist,” he said, and climbed back in bed, pulling the covers over both of us. When he did, he held out his arm to me. “If you want to snuggle again, I don’t mind.”
