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A sunburst of desire bloomed in his gaze, his hand tightening in my hair before he did as I said. Milo thrust his hips, taking his pleasure, taking pleasure from me in a way I was happy to give, and it wasn’t long before I saw the difference in him, before his eyes glossed over and he got a loopy smile on his face.
“I’m going to…if you don’t want it… Wait, do you swallow because if not…” He tried to pull off, but I didn’t let him, bobbed my head in his lap and hoped it showed him I wanted to taste his load. Wanted to swallow it all down and have his flavor in my mouth all night long.
“I’m coming… Gid, I’m gonna…” He didn’t have the chance to finish before the hot splash of his cum flooded my mouth. I let it slide down my throat, took the next spurt hungrily, while he used me to unload in, still pulling my hair. “Oh my God,” he breathed. “I said that already, didn’t I?”
“A few times.” I was aching myself, my balls tight and full of my desire for him.
“I want to go to sleep, but I’m also hungry, and I really want to try to blow you too.”
“You don’t have to.”
“I want to. Can you stand up? I think that would be hot.”
I had to say I agreed with him. I pushed to my feet, my dick bobbing in front of his face.
“I don’t know if you can fuck my mouth like I did yours. And remember, I don’t want to swallow. I have to work up to that. Maybe you can come on my chest, and then I’ll taste it. I should have tasted it before, but—”
“Shh. You’re fine, Lo. I promise you, whatever you do to me, I’m going to love. We haven’t tried the coming-on-you thing. Are you sure you’ll be okay with it?”
He nodded, leaned in, and gave my cock a quick swipe with his tongue. He didn’t say anything before doing it again, then pulling the head into his mouth. “That’s not so bad.”
“Thanks?”
“I’m sorry. I’m ruining this. I want to do it. I want to real bad. I actually dreamed about doing it, but it’s just a lot.”
“Then you don’t have to. Or you can try later.”
I attempted to pull away, but he stopped me with a hand on my hip. “No! I want it, want you. I want to make you feel good the way you do me, and…well, even though my brain is a mess, I’ve always been really interested in sucking cock. I’m going to start on your balls.”
I looked down at him while he did, while he first gave quick lashes of his tongue, then slower ones. I held the side of his head gently, caressing him, hoping he took it as the form of comfort I meant it as.
When he moved up to my cock again, he started at the base, licking his way up, and damned if it didn’t make my knees weak because it was him.
“Fuck, that’s good. So damn good.”
He smiled, kissed the head of my dick the way I’d done to him, then sucked it into his mouth. As ridiculous as it sounded, I trembled. It was the best feeling I ever had in my life.
“Your mouth is incredible.” With my words, he took me deeper, using his hand in unison, jerking me and sucking me. It wasn’t technically the best blow job I’d ever had, but it was Milo, and he wanted it so bad it made every sensation a million times better.
Milo didn’t deep throat me, didn’t even try, and I didn’t care because he had my cock in his mouth. He’d trusted me to be the first to give him this, and I would forever be grateful for this moment.
“Yeah, like that,” I said when he sucked harder, stroked faster. “Jesus, I could get used to your mouth. Are you going to let me? Are you going to keep sucking me off when we want to come together?”
He groaned, the feeling making satisfaction vibrate through me.
When he pulled off and whispered, “I like the way you taste…the feel of you on my tongue,” my orgasm beat down the fucking door that was barely holding it back.
“Shit. I’m gonna come.” I pulled back, went to wrap a hand around my cock and angle it away from his face, but Milo licked his palm and swatted mine away. He grabbed me with the pressure he knew I liked and stroked me just a few times before my balls drew up and I spurted, ribbons of cum hitting him in the neck and chest, running down his skin in a way that made me shoot a third time.
He looked at me, all wide eyes and swollen lips, painted with my load, and said, “Was it good? Even though I can’t swallow?”
