And see he did…
The movie Nick chose for them was an action-packed comedy, loud enough to drown out any sounds Reece made, and thankfully mostly empty. Because Nick didn’t waste a second sliding one of his huge hands between Reece’s legs and over his cock, making it hard with embarrassing ease. He teased Reece through his pants until he was gasping and trembling, holding onto Nick’s wrist with both hands and staring into his eyes pleadingly.
“Is this really all it takes to get you purring like this?”
“B-but… you’re hard too,” Reece said, licking his lips to moisten them as his eyes fell to Nick’s lap, to the impossible-to-miss bulge there. He wanted to touch it, wanted to reach for it, but all Reece could do was twitch his hips and grind his own cock into Nick’s hand.
“Yeah, so… Does my dick excite you more than my hand?”
“Yeah,” Reece breathed, answering honestly. Nick’s hand on him was heavenly, but Nick’s cock…
There was no comparison.
Reece inched a hand onto Nick’s leg, then over his hard length of his cock, squeezing it through his loose jeans. “Can I play with it? Please, Nicky?”
“Not with your hand,” Nick said, moving it off of him, but Reece only turned in his seat, giving Nick his undivided attention. “But you can use your mouth.”
And just like that, Reece’s mouth was watering, and he was sliding out of his seat and onto his knees because there wasnothing he wanted more than to have Nick in his mouth—to taste him, to pleasure him.
“Didn’t say you had to get on your damn knees,” Nick grunted, but Reece was already working him free of his jeans, and moaning at the sheer size of him. Massive. Long and thick and veiny.
Inhaling shakily, Reece leaned in, first licking his lips, and then the tip of Nick, at the same time he took it into his mouth. There was already a taste of him beading at the slit, enough to have Reece sucking and moaning in delight. He’d blow Nick’s mind before the movie was over. But first, he had to tease the foreskin, trail his tongue around it. Nick didn’t say another word. He inhaled sharply, though, and his legs spread a bit wider. He tasted like pure sin, the kind Reece could get addicted to.
No hands… Nick said he could use his mouth only, which meant it was up to Reece’s tongue to peel that skin back and free the head of Nick’s cock. Reece never expected Nick to besosensitive though. He seemed to be struggling severely even to keep his ass planted in the seat, like the urge to thrust into Reece’s mouth—into his throat—was too great. Reece wouldn’t have minded one bit, but it pleased him that Nick fought to keep himself still, to just allow Reece to move at his own pace and do what he wanted.
He’d longed for this opportunity, to be the sole giver of Nick’s pleasure. Reece didn’t think of his own cock, hard in his jeans, aching and probably leaking just like Nick. Getting to kiss and suck on Nick only turned him on more, but his own pleasure could wait. It would have to, because Nick’s dick was throbbing in his mouth. Reece let his hands rest on Nick’s thighs, fisting his loose jeans as Reece used nothing but his mouth on Nick, slowly bobbing his head as he took him in, then sucked his way off.
For a while, Reece was engrossed in his task, his eyes closed, but when he felt Nick’s hips jerk, he opened them, tongue swirling around the tip as he glanced up to find those deep blue eyes on him, Nick’s mouth hanging open, his hands gripping the armrests as if he might rip them clean off the seats. And Reece still hadn’t peeled that skin down.
That face made Reece want to pull off and ask if Nick liked it—if he was doing a good job—even though he already knew the truth. Hearing Nick say it would be so good. Maybe too good. Reece didn’t dare take his mouth off Nick to try and speak though. He just kept sucking, and kissing on it, lips trailing firm suckles down the underside on his way to tease Nick’s balls. He sucked one into his mouth, fondling it with his tongue. Nick’s head tipped back, resting against his chair, throat bobbing, and Reece’s stomach coiled tight with a heat that was searing him from the inside out. He shifted on his knees and pressed his thighs together, doing everything he could to keep his hands on Nick’s thighs so he only used his mouth, and so he wouldn’t touch himself because that’s what he really wanted to do.
And if he did… he’d definitely make a mess in his pants and surely Nick would never let him live it down. But the threat was there, pulsing between his legs more and more as Nick’s breaths hastened and his grip on the armrests tightened further. Reece felt breathless himself, but kept his mouth sealed around Nick’s cock, tongue circling along the edge of his foreskin over and over and over, until he had the tip free. It was an angry shade of red, and when Reece trailed his tongue over it, Nick moaned.
The sound echoed in the theater, which had gone silent at the same instant Nick let out that sound. The movie transitioned to a new scene, and a fun pop tune filled the theater along with a narration by the main character, but Reece worried people might’ve heard Nick. And yet Nick didn’t look around the theater to see if anyone had their eyes on him. He just stared downat Reece, brows furrowed, lips parted, and blue eyes filled with intense heat. It wasn’t even fair how hot he was, how hot he made Reece.
Nick was close. Reece could taste it. Feel it. And he wanted it. Needed Nick’s cum on his tongue, needed that release like it was a reward he’d been chasing for years. But he slowed down because it was just too soon. Reece wanted to keep his mouth on Nick for as long as he could.
“Ree,” Nick growled the instant he knew what Reece was doing.
Reece’s cock twitched in response, but he just mouthed kisses along the side of Nick’s shaft, continuing at his leisurely pace. Then one of those huge hands laid over his head, gripping his hair a second later, and Reece almost came on the spot. Nick tugged on his hair hard enough to force his mouth to pull back, and Reece panted, sticking his tongue out to try and get more, that long and hard dick just out of reach.
“Stop,” Reece moaned, fighting against Nick’s grip on his hair to get his mouth back on the bobbing cock in front of him, and when Nick allowed it, Reece didn’t hesitate to take Nick fully into his mouth once more.
It didn’t seem fair that Nick could use his hands while Reece couldn’t, but Reece didn’t mind too much. Not when Nick’s hand on him, guiding him, felt so right. So perfect.
“Don’t fuck with me,” Nick said under his breath and Reece looked into his eyes again, narrowing them in a look that he hoped conveyed his confusion and wonder.
Nick didn’t seem like the type to want the blow job to be over too soon, but maybe he was just that sensitive. Maybe he was pent up. Supposing he should give Nick a break, Reece slackened his jaw and swallowed down as much of Nick as he could. If he made it good enough, Reece was sure Nick would want moreand that he’d get another chance to suck him off at some point. Hopefully in the near future.
As the taste of him became stronger, Nick breathed heavier and guided Reece with more intensity, making him take more, move faster. He was going to come. Nick was going to come in his mouth, by his mouth and nothing more, not even with the help of his hands. Reece held tight to Nick’s jeans and lifted himself onto his knees higher, taking Nick into his throat and gagging around him. When he pulled back to breathe, to give himself a moment of relief, Nick was already coming, his release shooting down Reece’s throat, over his tongue, filling his mouth.
Eagerly, Reece drank it all up, swallowed it down, moaning around Nick as he sucked every last drop from him. And he came at the same time, his own pleasure taking him by surprise. It came out of nowhere, making him moan louder and deeper as he sucked and sucked andsucked.Reece only managed to keep himself together by focusing on Nick, and keeping up those suckles even after he’d gotten it all.
He didn’t stop even when Nick started trembling. The movie was loud, but Reece heard Nick’s soft grunts of pleasure loud and clear. And he wanted to continue hearing them. Forever, preferably. Reece peeked up to find Nick’s mouth hanging open, those deep blue eyes on him, but so heavily lidded that Nick didn’t even appear to be all there. Reece stopped sucking and just let Nick’s softening cock rest in his mouth, and thought he could’ve stayed like that forever. He watched as Nick licked his lips and swallowed hard. Watched as he blinked slowly and forced his eyes open a fraction wider. Then gasped as he was tugged away from Nick’s dick by his hair.
“Enough, Ree, damn. Are you tryna kill me?”
“Nicky, wasn’t done,” he whined, pouting as Nick released his hair. Nick swiped a thumb over Reece’s swollen lips, collecting a dribble of cum that had escaped, and Reece hummedhappily when Nick’s thumb slipped into his mouth to make him suck it off.
