“Toxic masculinity,” he murmured.
“Because they’re nipples, you shouldn’t touch them?” I chuckled and licked my way across his chest to the other waiting peak in question.
“Probably.”
I reached behind him and slapped his ass lightly. “But that’s cool?”
He looked down at me, his eyes absolutely flooded with lust. “That is totally cool, and if you could do that without my pants on, it would be even better.”
I stood. “Oh, really?”
“Mmm, yes. I think I would like it very much.”
I groaned, my dick going as hard as steel. He took my chin in his hand and kissed me again, slow but deeply.
“Lose the shirt,” he whispered.
It was gone in the next moment and my hands reached for his pants, making quick work of his belt and fasteners. He shimmied them down his hips and let them pool on the floor as he stepped out of the pants.
I ran my hands down his slim hips and around to his ass, firmly squeezing each round cheek. He made some nonsensical noises and pushed himself into me again.
His hands didn’t stay idle though. He had my pants undone and dropped in the time it took me to reach behind to his behind. And his hand found my cock.
“Oh,” he breathed. “Oh, you feel good in my hand.”
His hand dragged up and down my still-cotton-covered length, forcing some nonsense of my own out from my lips. And I realized those lips should be doing something more useful.
Slipping my hand under the elastic of his boxers, I pulled them down as I slid down his body and landed on my knees, staring at his magnificent erection. He bobbed and twitched and his quiet gasp was loud in the room.
“Jesus,” he managed. “Aaron…”
“Want it,” I whispered, ghosting my breath over his sensitive head.
“You don’t have—nnngh! Shit!”
I slipped my lips over his length, and took him all the way down my throat, nestling my nose deep in the thatch of dark hair at his base. I swallowed once, twice, and then pulled back just enough to pull in a breath.
Sweet Jesus, he felt so good in my mouth. He was better than average, and just as fast as that, he had a few drops of pre-cum for me, and I savored them.
“Aaron, I’m not going to be able to stand if you keep that up,” he whispered.
Reaching up behind him and grabbing that firm ass again, I spun Doxx toward the bed and forced him to sit, all while on my knees in front of him. I wasn’t letting that dick out of my sight, not until I’d made him come.
“Holy crap, you’re agile.” He twisted his fingers softly through my hair. I licked a stripe from the base to the head on the underside of his cock and he shivered the whole way up. “Damn it, Aaron.”
“Problem?” I grinned and flicked the tip of him with my tongue.
“Fuck, that looks erotic.” His voice was rough and sent chills through me.
I dropped my lips over him again, and slid him all the way back in my mouth slowly, making him feel every fraction of an inch of it. The air held a staccato rhythm as Doxx breathed hard while I took him deeper. The swallow made his hips jerk.
I wanted him to use my mouth, to fuck my throat, but there was no way he was ready for a request like that. As hard as he was at that moment, I knew he wasn’t ready for it. So, I sucked and licked and swallowed him down, over and back again. His legs moved restlessly on either side of me and his fingers tightened and loosened in my hair, in some strange but soothing time to my mouth.
All the fears I had of him freaking out about having a man on his cock didn’t come to fruition. He plainly loved what I was doing.
I decided to push my luck.
Licking down his length, I pressed his erection up a bit, and started to lave his balls, sucking and nipping once in a while. I pulled one half of him in my mouth and sucked gently with a little hum in my throat and he actually doubled over on top of me
