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“Yeah, okay.” I swallowed, trying not to sound so desperate, always trying to sound like something I wasn’t around him, even though I didn’t think he fell for any of it. Even though I didn’t actually think hewantedanything different.
Caleb worked my jeans down over my ass, then took me by the shoulders and sat me on the edge of his bed. The blanket was soft, and the mattress was firm, and I bounced a lot more than I expected to. He pushed me flat on my back, not that it took much more than a touch to make me collapse backwards, and while I chilled there staring at the ceiling— all clean and swirly white patterns, no leaks, no water damage— he got down on his knees in front of me and pulled off my shoes and socks and then my pants.
Yeah. Okay. I could get into this kind of being taken care of, maybe.
He eased my legs apart, a hand on each thigh, and I sighed, then jolted up halfway when I felt his lips between my legs, kissing my balls through my shorts. I loved watching guys mouth my junk, and no way was I missing this just to stare up at his ceiling fan.
He looked up at me with his mouth still on my sac, playing around with his tongue while I watched. He was dead sexy crouched down on his knees, and my heart beat faster while he stared at me, licking and prodding and making me crazy before he even got my clothes off. Jesus Christ, he was going to destroy my dick.
“This okay?” he asked me, reaching up, curling his fingertips under my waistband, and pulling a little. I nodded and lifted up as he peeled my shorts down off me, my dick springing up hard like it hadn’t ever been touched before.
He ran his hands over my thighs again, giving me goosebumps as he bent low, soft-sucking my balls, working his tongue like magic, putting in effort like it was his job. He knew all the shivery spots to tease and didn’t let up.
I couldn’t help but reach down for my dick he was neglecting hardcore, but before I could even wrap my fingers all the way around, he grabbed my wrist and pulled it back, taking his mouth off my balls to look up at me. His fiery eyes and wet pink lips shot heat up into my gut, and he shook his head.
“Behave. If I want to watch you touch yourself, believe me, I’ll tell you.”
“Promise?”
He smirked and then licked across his top lip. “I promise. But I’m in charge now. Lay back and put your hands behind your head. No more touching. This is your only warning. Do it again, I’ll lift these legs up and spank your bottom.”
My dick throbbed hard, and I was not going to get tired of those kinds of threats any time soon. Was threat even the right word when it made me so horny? Why the fuck would a threat make me horny?
“Maybe I want you to,” I told him, sounding like a tough guy when I definitely was not. But maybe I did want him to. Maybe I was totally into that idea, into seeing how hard I could push that embarrassment button before I fell over dead.
“Totally up to you.” He let go of my wrist and waited.
He made a real art out of being patient, all smug and casual with his mouth an inch from my dick, so close his breath was making my thighs quiver. Funny how I already knew he wasn’t fucking bluffing. I could feel him ready to grab my ankles and light my ass up again if I didn’t keep my hands to myself, and that was hard to say no to. But so was a blow job.
“I’ll behave,” I decided, addingfor nowin my head, but I was pretty sure he heard it somehow anyway. “But if I promise not to touch, can I watch? I’ll put my hands behind my back,” I offered, worming around and clasping my hands behind me, keeping myself half propped up on my elbows. “I really like to watch.”
He nodded slowly. “Okay.” He bent down and stared right up at me as he licked my shaft slow, root all the way up to the tip like a fucking porn star. Jesus, those eyes that had me all tied up in knots on a regular day were deadly when he paired them with a mouth full of dick.
“Fuck,” I whispered, panting like thirty-yards sprints had me. “Motherfucker.”
“You like to watch, I’ll give you a show,” he told me, wrapping his hand around me, giving me a good squeeze before he licked across the head, wet and sloppy, teasing the tip just enough to warm me up in his mouth a second. “What do you wanna see, baby? How do you want me to suck your dick? You like it fast or slow? Hard or soft?” He dropped his other hand to my balls again, cupping and massaging and letting one finger drift down and rub across my hole.
I grunted and jerked my hips. “Rough. Fast. Nasty. Suck me so hard your jaw aches tomorrow.”
“Hell yes.” He squeezed my dick harder, scraped his nails over my ass where I was still hot and sore, and I groaned.
I watched as he wrapped his lips around my dick, sucked hard on my head, and then took me down his throat so fast and deep it made me suck air and shiver. His hands worked hot and cold, one stroking my balls so light it was almost ticklish, the other gripping my ass cheek so hard my eyes watered. Motherfucker knew how to work me from every angle.
My fingers itched to grab ahold of his perfect hair and mess it all the fuck up, make him look like sex. But I kept my word, and I kept my hands behind my back. I did my best to gag him just thrusting my hips, maybe a little spiteful about it, but he just sucked harder and sloppier, like choking on me was what he wanted all along.
Fast and rough and sloppy I’d had before, but no one, not even Walker at his most dick-desperate, was ever so greedy with their mouth this way, made me feel sowanted.
My thigh and ab muscles tensed up in a sudden rush, and I tried to find the brakes, but that wasn’t happening. I usually lasted longer, but there wasn’t anything usual about any of this, so comparing was kind of bullshit. He’d asked what I liked, and he was doing it exactly right, so coming fast was just a compliment, I guess.
He could tell I was close— kind of hard to miss— and he slid one hand up to wrap around my sloppy shaft, working me hard while he sucked, and moved the other down between my cheeks, pressing and rubbing against my hole until I couldn’t keep my moans in my mouth.
He didn’t even get a fingertip inside me before I came hard, enough to ache a little as I emptied down his throat and then collapsed back on the bed again. He licked me clean with rough, rude swipes of his tongue that felt amazing at first and then worse and worse as I got more sensitive, but I didn’t dare shove him away. I didn’t even want to.
I closed my eyes and smiled as he kissed the insides of my thighs. There wasn’t anything I was particularly happy about, my feelings were a lot more complicated, I guess, but damn a good blow job made for a killer temporary lobotomy.
“Nice,” I finally managed to mumble, because it really did require a compliment, even if that was the best I could do.
He laughed and pressed down hard on my thighs with his big hands as he pushed himself up. “Thanks.”
