Page 117 of Floored By Love

“Ay Cam, that was fucking hot.”

“Get your dick up here,” I begged, the need heavy in my voice.

Luke scurried across the bed and stuck his dick proudly in front of me. I sucked the head in as he continued to stroke.

“You don’t have to-” Luke tried to speak, but my attempt at deep throat was successful and took him by surprise. I pushed his hand out of the way and started stroking his cock myself.

Luke started thrusting his hips in rhythm with my hand, fucking my face. Though with my hand in place, he couldn’t go too far, which gave me the control I needed.

“I’m close, Cam. Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuck.”

The first spurt went straight to the back of my throat and I swallowed immediately, but I couldn’t keep up with his load and I felt it spilling out of my mouth. I couldn’t help but laugh. “Sorry.” His dick had slipped out of my mouth.

“Don’t be,” he said, trying to catch his breath. “That was amazing.” He leaned down to kiss me, no doubt able to taste himself on my lips. “Let’s shower up. And then I’ll get your steam bowl.”

I stood up. “Oooh.”

“What?”

“It feels funny, moving around with it in.”

“You want me to pull it out?”

I shook my head. “I’ll get it in the shower.”

After the steam bowl, we brushed our teeth and got into bed. I hooked up my oxygen tubes, and Luke nestled into my armpit, head on my chest.

“Thank you, Luke.”

“What for?”

“Hmm, let’s see. For taking care of me. For being so patient sexually. For being so gentle with big bro. For having an amazing cock.”

“Well, I can’t take all the credit for the cock. I was born with it.”

“I don’t think it was quite that big when you were born.”

“Ha ha. You know what I mean. And you’re welcome for the other stuff. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. This is at your pace. I’m happy to help you explore your sexual interests.”

“And my asshole?”

“Yes. Definitely that, too. Good night, Cam.”

He looked up at me, so I could lean down to kiss him.

“Good night, Luke.”

* * *

I woke up the next morning without the usual warmth next to me. I bolted upright in bed, pulling the tubes with me, confirming I was alone. Luke was gone.

The tiniest part of me panicked, though the rational part of me looked for a note, then grabbed my phone. I had a few texts. I ignored the others for now and found Luke’s.

Luke: Sorry, didn’t want to wake you.

Luke: I left already for my events. See you in the arena. :-*

Whew.