As the light turned green, I said, “Just wait until I get my mouth around them. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
He gaped as if he was imagining it and nodded. I spotted the flashing sign of a motel and the wheels screeched as I made a last second turn into the parking lot. “Wait here. And don’t stop.”
“Okay,” he murmured.
I did my best to remain patient as the attendant booked me a room. Key in hand, I rushed back to my car.
“Are we at a here?” He inquired.
“Did you stop?”
He whimpered. “No… Why would we ever stay at a motel?”
The question was rhetorical, and I pulled into the closest parking spot to our room. He was out of the car as quickly as I was, a goofy grin on his face. I took his hand in mine and led him into the room. I didn’t make sure it was ready to be occupied. Instead I locked the door behind us and shoved him onto the bed. His laughter ended in a needy moan as I pushed his sweater up and pulled his nipple into my mouth.
“Oh, fuck…”
“That feel good? Do you like my tongue on your nips? Hm?” I flicked my tongue over the bud quickly, savoring his gasp. Now that I had the room to work, I was ready to rock his world. “Take this off for me.”
I helped him out of his sweater and tossed it over a chair. As he pulled his shirt over his head, I started undoing my own clothes. He stripped down to his boxers, and looked at me, his gaze dark under the single, dim light of the room.
A slow smile spread across his face as I peeled away the layers, leaving them on the stained carpet. I made a show of sliding my briefs down my legs. I needed him to see how aroused I was, how much I enjoyed pleasuring him. He licked his lips as he stared at my cock, his chest heaving. Yeah, I wanted my cock in his mouth too, but tonight needed to be for him. This would be a trust building exercise, but no less exciting.
I joined him in bed, splitting his legs with my hips and took his mouth in a slow, but deep kiss, needing him to feel my sincerity. I really did want to show him a good time, my own pleasure be damned. My aching cock came up against rough cloth, the bulge in his boxers hot against me.
“Let’s take these off, okay?” I murmured and slid his underwear down his legs.
I took a moment to savor the sight of him naked to me. He had a nice dick, more long than thick, with a veiny shaft, the kind that demanded a little tongue action to see where they went. Iadjusted my prick so that it was against his as I wrapped him in my arms, and continued control of his lips.
I kissed my way down his neck, across his shoulder and to the hard bud of his nipple. His moans were lovely, and he fisted his hand in my hair. I spent several minutes on each one, until they were hard peeks, glistening in the low light and he was squirming under me.
“Tell me you like your nipples played with,” I commanded.
“I do…like them played with…by you,” he croaked, digging his fingers in my shoulder.
I liked the way our bodies fit together, his hot skin sliding against my own. I took my time, savoring every inch of him, delighted by the little gasps and moans I managed to elicit.
It would take some time to get him to completely open up to me, but I was determined to enjoy this journey. As I nibbled at his neck, I skimmed my fingertips along his thigh, to the ball of his knee and back up, grazing the skin of his inner thigh, closer toward his ball sack. I sat back against my knees and took him in, splayed for me, willing to accept whatever I was willing to give. Trust had never looked so sexy before.
“Show me what you look like when you masturbate,” I commanded, my voice rough. It was way too hot in here and my throat was parched.
He didn’t hesitate and fisted his cock. As he started stroking himself, I skimmed my fingers along his thighs, eliciting goosebumps. I focused on the way his glans peaked out from his fist, the eye weeping. Before I could stop myself, I leaned in and sucked the pre-cum from his cock. His eyes pinched tight, his lips parting in a shocked gasp. He stopped with a huff, his hard prick standing straight up.
“Why did you stop?” I asked.
“I’m not going to last long when you do something like that,” he said.
I grinned and ran my fingers along the side of his knee. “Did I find a sensitive spot?”
He bit his lip and nodded.
“Good to know. So come for me, baby boy. I want to know what you look like at night in your bed. I bet you’re hot as fuck. Beautiful even.”
He made a garbled sound and started pleasuring himself. I continued my whisper-light touches. The muscles I’d known were always there tightened in his shoulders and neck as he grunted and groaned, moving quicker as the pleasure built. I wish he could see how sexy he was at this moment.
He sucked in a quick breath and thrust his hips up as he orgasmed, cum erupting from his cock like a volcano. He collapsed against the bed, and I sucked his dick into my mouth, pulling the remains of his orgasm down my throat. He was intoxicating to me, a fine wine that deserved to be savored. After I’d thoroughly cleaned his cock, I moved up his body, licking at the drops of cum splattered across his torso. I didn’t miss an opportunity to tease his nipples some more. When I got to his mouth, I kissed him hard and deep until he was breathless.
He offered me a slanted smile. “Now you.”
