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It isn’t long before the teasing at my hole feels good. His finger is so slippery, it’s almost like a tongue, anyway.
I grip his hair more tightly as I race for the edge again.
His finger teases and tickles my hole.
I can’t deny how fucking good that feels.
It’s a battle, giving myself to his will and not resisting what he wants to do, but surrendering is becoming easier by the second the more my system floods with surges of ecstasy from his warm mouth, his slippery finger, and the relentless pinching, pressing, and twisting of my nipple.
I can take a hell of a lot. Didn’t I say that? I’m a fucking sexual juggernaut here.
Then the tip of his finger slips inside.
“Fuck,” I hiss out.
My dick throbs urgently in response, swelling even more than I thought was possible. He wasn’t kidding. I get so hard just from that small insertion of his fingertip that I feel like my dick could explode from the pressure—and it’s made all the worse by his incessant, nonstop sucking from the base of my dick to the head.
Right after my initial explosion of good feels, my body starts to fight it. My butthole tightens right up.
Ryan doesn’t push back, keeping his finger there until I relax. Meanwhile, he lets go of my nipple—now sensitive and pulsing—and wraps his hand around my cock. Now his mouth and his hand create a sort of warm, fleshy sheath I’m fucking, which brings me so close to the edge that I feel seconds from losing control.
My hole must have relaxed, distracted as I was by Ryan adding a hand job to the blow job, because unexpectedly the finger of his other hand slips even farther inside my ass with no resistance.
I moan automatically, unable to hold back my reaction. I feel every little flinch of his slick finger in my tight hole that all I know are the waves of sensitivity rushing up and down my body.
I can’t believe I’m letting him do this to me. And I can’t believe how incredible it feels.
His jerking-and-sucking motion speeds up as the finger he’s got up my ass pushes deeper. I clench again, feeling myself reach the brink. I can’t hold off any longer.
I grip his hair tight and pull his mouth off of my dick, trying to delay the inevitable.
But he doesn’t stop jerking me.
Then I come. My body shudders with my orgasm as I shoot all over Ryan’s face and parted lips. Still gripping a fistful of his hair, I stare down at his face as I cover it with my cum. He slows down his jerking on my dick, which makes my orgasm all the more intense. My toes curl somewhere behind him and my ass tightens around the finger he’s still got deeply lodged up there. Every small movement of his finger, I feel, and it sends another wave through me, melting me into his will.
I don’t realize the trance I’m in until he slips his finger out of my ass, and I come back to life.
Then I’m reminded anew the special treatment Ryan just put me through—and the payment I left all over his face. “Damn, bro.”
He grins, all my cum across his face, then wraps a firm hand around his cock to address his own stiff situation. It doesn’t take long before he leans back and shoots his own load all over his chest, grunting from the effort.
After catching his breath, he opens his eyes and grins again. “I didn’t realize I was redeeming my coupon that gave me a free facial with your full-body massage.”
I give his hair a little toss, then bring my hands behind my head, lacing the fingers there. “More where that came from.”
“Duly noted, Mr. No Butt Stuff.” Ryan winks, then rises off the bed and heads to the bathroom.
Even with him out of the room, I still feel his finger inside me, and his other hand kneading my nipple, which throbs dully from his relentless working of it. I’m in a state of complete relaxation, staring at the ceiling and wondering how the hell I got here.
I don’t even realize I’m drifting off on his bed until he comes back into the room, shuts off the light, and climbs onto the bed next to me. I experience one short moment of wondering whether I should go to my room before feeling his body nestling up by my side. With my hands still clasped behind my head, Ryan’s face nestles near my chest and armpit, and it isn’t long before I hear his long, slow pull of breath.
Still trapped in thoughts, I close my eyes and let myself go. I don’t have to figure myself out right now. In the space between these four walls, it doesn’t matter what any of this means.
