He swiftly types out, “I can handle myself. Do I look like I’m in pain?”
I shake my head. Loxley reaches into his shirt and pulls out a necklace. It’s a gold chain, and in the middle, there’s a small coin with an etched rune. I bring my finger to the charm and ask, “What’s this?”
He quickly types out a message that reads, “The new roommate made me a protection charm that dampens my magic. No more headaches while I wear this.”
“Oh,” I say, letting the new information wash over me.
“Yes…oh,” he says in a deep tone. Loxley grins and reaches up. Pulling my face in, he whispers, “I…still want you.”
Cauldrons, that was hot. Knowing that he shouldn’t be thrust into a world of pain has me content. But as he steps back again, I’m mostly horny. And here we are, alone together in his room.
A sudden shyness overtakes him. “Do…do you…?”
He’s asking if I desire him, and I never want Loxley to be insecure. In a swift motion, I pull him toward me and land my lips on his. As I cradle him in my arms, we kiss and kiss, tongues tangled in a mess of emotion. He tastes better than he did two weeks ago.
Why did I think I could ever abstain from him? I finally have an attractive dude who wants me, and I’m grasping at every excuse to rebuff him. Why?
Enough about that. The room gets warmer as we continue to make out. We tumble into the bed, and my inner turtle roars with satisfaction. In a blur, our clothes are coming off. I don’t get the chance to enjoy Loxley’s naked body before he’s reaching under my crotch flesh and?oh.
He’s handling my turtle cock.
Loxley strokes with determination, and I can’t fight those deft fingers. He twists and pulls at just the right strength, using the precum as lube. My eyes roll into my head, and I flop back on the bed. He jerks me with purpose. I can feel every stroke, and I know without looking that I’m at full mast. When I open my eyes, I’m met with a beautiful sight.
My freakishly huge dick is in Loxley’s hands. I thought a dude would be disturbed by my manhood, but he grins in delight.
He strokes and strokes, sending pleasure up and down my spine. When he suckles on the head, I gasp. Sure, he can’t get his mouth around the entire thing, but who cares? Loxley is fast-tracking me to orgasm city, with zero stops along the way.
But I want to stop. Without words, I bring my tail up. Loxley pauses when I slowly bring my tail to his lips. He looks at me quizzically but eases off my dick and sucks my tail. He is so damn sexy.
“Loxley,” I say breathlessly.
“Mmm…Gordy,” he says with a mouth full of my tail. We share a smile, and I sit up. Gradually, I lay him back. After pulling out of his mouth, I spring down to the bottom of the mattress. When I bring my mouth to his crotch, I shoot him a naughty grin.
On his elbows, he gives me another quizzical look. His skinny-boy abs pop, and it’s every type of sexy. Next, he pushes up his glasses and smiles. Hot damn, I love when he plays with his slutty little glasses. He seems to be asking what I’m about to do.
In answer, I put his sack in my mouth. “Ugh!” he yelps, flopping back on the mattress.
Holding back a giggle, I let him out of my mouth and say, “Shh.”
I return to licking up his nuts, then trail kisses up his cock. He’s not big, certainly not compared to me, but he’s Loxley,myLoxley.
“My fated mate,”my inner turtle growls.
Okay, there’s no time to unpack that, so I’ll just ignore it in lieu of the hot sex I’m about to partake in. After peppering a few more kisses onto that quivering member, I give it another all-day-long lick. Then, grasping the base, I take him all in. He’s salty, tasty, burning hot, and all man, all for me.
“OoooOOooh,” he moans. Above me, I notice him grabbing a pillow and shoving it onto his face. Shit, I made him do that. I never want to leave this bed.
But I’ll have to leave soon. Because apparently, Loxley is on a hair trigger as his cock grows harder in my mouth. I keep up the rhythm, not too fast and not too slow. Minding my teeth, I allow him to hit the back of my mouth, and I’m blessed not to gag on him.
Everything about this moment is blessed. Because I’m making love to him with my mouth, and the world feels right.
He shucks off the pillow and rasps, “Gordy.”
Yes, never forget my name, I’m yours, every part of me.
After a few more sucks, it happens. The fluid in my mouth gets thicker, and he thrusts against me. I’m drinking his essence, swallowing the orgasm that I gave to him. I could get drunk off his lust, he tastes so good.
When I finally let him drop from my mouth, I get on my knees on the bed. My cock bobs up and down, ready to blow. Following an instinct, I stroke myself off with both hands. Loxley opens his eyes and reaches for the tip of my cock. A growl escapes my lips at the contact.
