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“Like what you see? Are you already imagining my cock buried balls deep in your ass?” I ask, and his half-lidded eyes glaze over as he nods his head. That just won’t do. “Words, babe, I need words.”
“Yes,” he says breathlessly. I crawl back on the bed, leaning over him, and start licking along the length of his dick. His body trembles under me and I love it.
Giving head isn’t something I normally do with the men I’m with, but Chase is different. I want to pleasure him in every way possible; I want him to crumble beneath me, knowing I can fulfill his every desire one hundred percent.
Opening my mouth wide, I slowly move down the length of him, taking it deep. My baby has an enormous cock, so I have to swallow, allowing my throat to relax to take in the full length of his rock-hard shaft. I hear him gulp loudly as his cock is fully seated in my mouth. I bob up and down, never fully releasing it— swirling my tongue ring around the rim of his head every time I do.
I break only momentarily to reach out, grab the lube and give it to Chase. “Open this for me and squirt some in my hand,” I command him, returning my mouth to its delicious appraisal of his cock. The cool gel-like liquid hits my palm and I rub my fingers through it before moving them down to his ass. Spreading the cool gel across it, I make sure there is plenty of lubrication to allow the tip of my finger to slip inside.
I feel him when he tenses up, opening my mouth enough to speak, “Relax,” comes out muffled, vibrating around his dick. He must have understood enough, as he immediately loosens up. Such a good listener he is. I push my finger deeper inside, fighting against the barrier of muscle until I win, and it slides all the way in up to the last knuckle. I pull back out, allowing another finger to join, sliding in beside it, scissoring once they are in, stretching his hole, prepping it for me. Normally, with a virgin, I would take longer to prep them, and make sure they were ready, but with Chase, I’m craving him now and I know he wants it too. I just need to make sure he can handle it.
Allowing his dick to slide out of my mouth, I tilt my head up, my eyes landing on his, staring back at me. “Babe, normally I would prep you longer, make sure you’re fully stretched, but I want you so bad. Is it okay to still take you or do you want to wait? I’m leaving the decision up to you. I’ll go slow if you choose to continue tonight.”
Without hesitation, he answers, “I’ve waited too long for you, for this. I want you tonight, Blake. Fuck me, please.”
That’s all I needed. I take his cock back into my mouth, sucking it like an addict chasing his next fix, as I work to stretch his ass, making sure it’s ready for me after he comes—judging from the way he’s vibrating underneath me, it won’t be long. I catch him fisting the sheets with his hands as his hips buck upward just as he explodes in my mouth and I suck harder, swallowing every drop.
Raising up on my knees, I swipe my tongue along my lips, catching any drop of his intoxicating essence that may have slipped out. I pick up the condom wrapper lying on the bed and place it between my teeth, ripping it open. I keep eye contact with him as I roll the condom down the length of my shaft, pulling the end a little to make sure it’s securely in place. Picking up the lube, I squirt more into my hand and stroke up and down the length of my sheathed dick, making sure it’s fully covered before adding what's left to his puckered hole.
I position my body between his massive thighs, lifting each and placing them over my shoulder. I want to see his face when I come inside of him. His body is still in the aftershocks of his orgasm, but I know he wants more. I place the tip of my cock at his entrance. “Take a deep breath, baby, and when I push in, blow it out, but try to relax.” Once he does, I push in, slowly at first, but as his hole accommodates my size, he relaxes, so I’m able to push further inside until my cock sits balls deep inside of him.
Allowing him a moment, I just look at him. Then, reaching down, I take his cock in my hand and stroke it as I pump in and out of him. God, he feels fucking amazing! I know at this moment I want to spend the rest of my fucking life with this man.
His moans of pleasure mixed with mine urge me on like the crowd at our games. I stroke faster, but his hand replaces mine on his cock. No longer stroking him, I grip his thighs over my shoulders, and fuck him like a madman, my orgasm so close. I’m craving it. I feel my balls tighten just as I hear Chase scream out he’s coming again. That sends me over the last hurdle and my orgasm crashes through my body.
We stay like that for a minute, breathing hard. When I finally feel like I can move, I pull my cock out of him, holding it at the base to keep my cum filled condom in place.“Don’t move, I’ll be right back,” I tell him.
I move across the room to the bathroom, turning on the light. Slowly removing the condom, I toss it in the trash can, before grabbing a washcloth from the basket on the sink and wetting it with warm water.
I wipe my cock down before turning off the light and heading back to the bedroom. Chase listened so well and didn’t move an inch. Crawling back up on the bed, I place the washcloth between his legs and wipe his hole clean of all the lube, soothing it from its recent activity. His rock-hard abs are splattered with cum, and being the man I am, I can’t let it go to waste. Leaning down, I lick up every drop before folding the washcloth over and wiping his stomach. I toss it to the floor when I’m done and lie down, pulling him tight into me as I spoon him.
Before I know it, we both fall asleep. I couldn’t be a happier man at the moment.
Chapter 7
Chase
Waking up this morning with Blake’s arms firmly wrapped around me is the greatest feeling ever. I just hope he doesn’t regret what we did last night when he wakes up.
Slipping out of his arms, I make my way to the bathroom, urgently needing to piss.
He’s still sleeping when I’m done. Not wanting to wake him, I reach into my suitcase and pull out some boxers and a shirt, and head to the kitchen to make some coffee. When I enter the living room, I smell the aroma of the coffee brewing, and I’m shocked. Carter isn’t a coffee drinker unless he’s cramming for midterms. What’s got him brewing coffee this morning?
But it’s not Carter standing at the counter, coffee in hand, with their lips on it, drinking the delicious dark goodness.
It’s her. What the fuck? How did she get here?
The girl from the airport is standing at my kitchen counter, wearing only a shirt that barely covers her ass, her tanned, toned legs on full display. Her brown hair is a mess, standing on end. She looks at me with lust and familiarity.
“Carter, why are you looking at me like that? You told me I could make some coffee.” Her voice is soft and sultry.
Surprised, I look behind me to see if he’s there, but he’s not. It’s just me. Either I take longer to turn around and look than I think, or she moves with the speed of a cheetah. Her coffee mug is left abandoned on the counter when I turn back around and she’s leaping into my arms. I reach out to catch her, gripping her luscious, ample ass in my hands. She wraps her arms around my neck and legs around my waist, placing her lips on mine, and kissing me deeply.
“Now that’s a sight I can wake up to,” comes from behind me in a deep, gravely voice.
Fuck, Blake! He’s going to be pissed. One night and I’m already cheating on him. Both our heads turn quickly to see him standing there, with lust filled eyes as they peruse over us, entangled together.
He moves closer, gripping my head, and turns my mouth toward him, kissing me deeply. When he releases me, he does the same to her, which she eagerly reciprocates. I should be jealous of seeing him with her, but it excites me, and I want more. I want to have her between us as we each fill a hole, fucking her, or him taking me as I fuck her. The thoughts have my already hardening dick at full attention.
