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“N-Nolan,” he shivers out in a moan.
“More?” I croak in between licks.
“Please.”
Fucking hell.“God, you’re so sexy when you beg,” I growl, shoving my finger deeper inside him at the same time I swallow down his cock, pushing, straining, willing my throat to relax.
A gag pushes its way up but I breathe through it, nostrils flaring, eyes stinging with tears.
Skyler tenses, his body going rigid. And not in a good way.
Shit.
Easing off his length, I pant, “Okay?”
“Y-yeah, just gimme a second. D-don’t stop.”
Nodding, I suck him back into my mouth, turning my focus to his needy cock while he adjusts to having my finger inside him.
When he starts squirming impatiently, his hips thrusting and swiveling around, I pull off his cock. “That’s it. Just relax. Let me take care of you.” I give a couple testing thrusts.
His back arches, fingers bone-white around the rumpled bedding.
God, what a picture he makes.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” I growl, fucking him faster, deeper. His hole practically sucks it up. “So warm. So soft. You feel so good, sweetheart.”
“Nol. Please,” he whines.
“You wanna come?”
“Y-yes!” he gasps.
“Think maybe you can take a second finger?”
He nods quickly.
Pulling back, I shove his thighs toward his chest, and let a string of saliva fall from my lips. It hits his crack, sliding down to where his hole flutters around my finger. I ease it out, and shove my spit in him, before nudging a second finger in his opening.
It’s a tight squeeze, but I remind him to breathe, and after another little more spit to lube him up, I’m able to wedge two thick fingers in his tight channel.
Skyler’s a stuttering, whimpering mess at the head of the bed. He’s now got the heels of his palms buried in his eyes, head thrown back, chest mottled pink and glistening with a fine sheen of sweat.
Perfect,I think ravenously, gathering his dick back into my mouth. I bob my head in time with the fingers thrusting in his hole, seeking deeper and deeper.
He arches off the bed, and I use my free hand to anchor his hip.
I suck and lap at him, the wet sounds filling the room, mingling with his ragged pleas spurring me on.
Twisting my fingers, I nudge them deeper, looking for that plush little spot inside him that will send him flying. I might be new to gay sex, but I know what a prostate is—I’ve heard how much pleasure could be wrenched out of a man just from pressing on that little bundle of nerves.
Hudson, my best friend from back home, practically spun sonnets about it one night when he was drunk. I shoved him and laughed him off at the time, but now I can’t help but feel like I need to send him a fruit basket or something.
Skyler all but screams when I hit it, his voice breaking off into a keening whine. His body practically convulsing with pleasure.
Grunting, I hollow out my cheeks just as his dick stiffens, then erupts, filling my mouth with his hot release.
When he slumps into the bed, his balls drained, I ease off.
