And wasn’t that terrifying?
I sank back against the sofa cushions and spread my legs. Lothair grinned victoriously then schooled his features into a sweet smile.
He knelt on the wooden floor, the planks creaking, and rested his hands on my knees.
“You have a gorgeous dick.”
With that, he licked me from root to tip.
I watched.
TheLothair Courtemanche, the incorrigible brat whose picture was in the dictionary next to the term “arrogance,” was on his knees, licking my cock and rubbing his cheek against the length. When he mouthed my cockhead, I put my hand on his head and pushed him down. My dick slid into his throat. He didn’t protest when I held him there for a while, savoring the wet warmth of his eager mouth.
It seemed I could make Lothair do what I wanted as long as what I wanted was sex.
I loosened my grip, and he bobbed his head up and down, gazing up at me.
“Will you eat my cum again?” My voice came out all raspy.
He hummed and sucked harder, the strong pull of his mouth making my balls tingle. I closed my eyes and drifted away on a cloud of lust.
I’d deal with the consequences on Monday.
11
Dragon’s Tail
TERRANCE
The air was stillmild after it rained, and it smelled fresh, for once free from the ever-present Ardaine dust. I stared at the beautiful view from Lothair’s patio, breathing in the clean scent of grass clippings while pleasure gathered in my underbelly.
Lothair’s tongue danced along the underside of my dick. I didn’t want to look at him, or it’d be over too soon. He was so hungry and eager the powerful suction threatened to pull the cum out of my balls any second. He gagged but fought through it and took me even deeper.
Fuck.
Then he pulled off, looked up at me, panting, eyes glazed, lips red…
“Give it to me, please, Terry.”
And he swallowed me to the root again.
So I gathered his hair in my fist and looked my fill. Moaning and grunting, he bobbed his head, his lips stretched thin, his throat working. God, he was so hungryfor me. Watching him suck my cock like he’d die without it, I couldn’t last.
Lothair came onto the patio floor while he swallowed my cum. Which was a damned shame because I’d wanted to eat his. He licked my cock clean and kissed up my chest before climbing onto the sofa next to me.
“Dragon cum just tastes better, doesn’t it?” He licked the corner of my mouth, so I parted my lips for a kiss. I tasted myself on his tongue and hummed in agreement.
Things I didn’t want to think about loomed in the back of my mind. But then Lothair plastered himself to my side, threw one leg over mine, and petted my chest, giving me teasing nips and kisses. I wouldn’t have pegged him for a cuddler. Breathing deeply, I relaxed into the cushions. Lothair kissed down my throat, grazing my tendons with his teeth.
I couldn’t resist finding his hole with my fingers. I stroked the dry star with my fingertips, and he awarded me his crooked smirk.
“Later, Terry.” Another kiss, this time to my ear. “Tonight, I’ll bend over for you and moan like a slut in heat.”
The fucking tease. “Why not now?”
“Let’s go flying first.”
He was restless, like always. I raised an eyebrow at him. “We’ll have to wait until sundown.”
