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They don’t get far.
More clothes are going to need to come off if I’m to explore him all the way.
And I think he wants it, too. He just doesn’t know how to ask, except to assist in my accessing his ass, and taking off his shirt.
His body’s asking.
“Jimmy …”
“It feels so good,” he whispers against my lips. “What you’re doin’ to me. It feels so good, Bobby.”
“Let me make you feel better,” I beg him.
“Jimmy …”
“Let me make you feel really, really good.”
He takes the hint of my hands as I push at his hips, rolling us over again to bring myself on top of him. With Jimmy on his back, I gaze on his exposed chest, his cute nipples, and his tight abs that ripple down like arrows to the swelling crotch of his dark skinny jeans and the white waistband of his underwear that peeks out like a wink from under them.
I straddle his legs as I gently pop open his jeans a button at a time. Jimmy lifts his ass as I tug them down, exposing his briefs to my hungering eyes.
Jimmy watches me.
It makes me feel like I have an audience, unlike every other time I’ve done what I’m about to do. Jimmy watches me with an excited, intense curiosity like he can’t believe his eyes. He watches me like he isn’t even sure I’m about to do what I’m about to do.
I need to get him to relax.
I can’t have him freak out.
I pull my eyes away from his and bring them to his tight briefs and the swelling crotch of them. Then, as if approaching a lover’s face, I bring my warm mouth to his bulge and plant a firm, open-mouthed kiss.
His cock flexes against my lips.
Jimmy’s head rocks back with a sigh.
Success.
I mouth his crotch over and over, never quite closing my lips, breathing and kissing and loving on his bulge over and over, and every time, his dick flexes against my face and Jimmy lets out a deep-throated moan.
I can’t tell whether the wetness of his crotch is my saliva or his dick pre-leaking with anticipation.
Not to mention how urgent the throbbing in my own pants has gotten. I feel like just sucking on the outside of Jimmy’s briefs is enough to make me spill prematurely.
I’ve never been this excited to do something in my life.
And if Jimmy’s constant grunting and hisses of breath are any indication, neither has he.
I reach down with a free hand and pop the button of my own pants, then unzip them and work my cock out from my confining underwear. With my hand around my swollen, steel-hard, freed cock that’s as warm as a fire with pumping blood, I already feel miles of relief and haven’t even stroked it yet.
I curl my fingers into the waistband of his underwear.
Still no objections from Jimmy—just half-moans and grunts and an occasional sputtering of breath.
I’m not me, and he’s not him.
I pull down his underwear just enough to expose the head of his cock. Wow, what a beautiful head. Then I slide his underwear down some more, like a horizontal curtain of cotton, and observe all of Jimmy Strong’s infamous cock inch by inch, as hard as it can get, throbbing with his pulse, desperate and flexed to its max.
I could spend an hour describing what the sight of it does to me. Instead, I’ll put it into one word: perfect.
Jimmy Strong’s dick is perfect.
I bring my lips to his cockhead, giving it a gentle kiss.
All of Jimmy’s sighing and grunting ceases at once.
The very touch of my lips on his dick has paralyzed him.
It’s like he’s entered a true state of disbelief.
A state of oh-my-God-is-this-really-about-to-happen.
Yeah, buddy. This is about to happen.
My fingers gently wrap around it—Jimmy is still perfectly silent and still—and I kiss it again, like another little test. I turn my head and kiss it at another angle, feeling my lips touch the warm, soft flesh of his cockhead.
It’s so intimate, Jimmy letting me do this to him—or for him. I bend my head the other way and kiss under the head where it’s most sensitive, and his dick flexes with anticipation within my hand. We’re the only two people in the entire world right now.
I bring my lips to the tip, then open my mouth.
Jimmy is completely paralyzed as I let in the first few inches of his cock into my mouth. The sensation is so much that he can’t even move, his mouth locked open in a permanent, soundless gasp and his eyes clamped shut.
You’d think the boy never got a blowjob before.
With every descent of my lips around his cock, I take in a little bit more until I’m sucking as much of it as I can without gagging.
Let’s be honest here. There’s more of it than I can handle.
