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My cock was fighting the briefs I wore as I locked in on Chad’s erection. His hips slowly gyrated as he sold his story. The only light was the moonlight overhead and boy did it do a lot to enhance his skin.
He moved a hand to one of his nipples and slid a finger back and forth over it while his other hand remained in his boxers. “This ‘bout it, as far as tradin’ goes,” he said, pushing his entire cock out of the slit in front. “Been doing the trick so far as I hitch cross country, mister.”
“Hitchhiking, are you?” I stared straight ahead at the ocean, glancing at his exposed cock occasionally. If he wanted role-play, I was in. “You’re a dirty boy, aren’t you?” I asked, licking my lower lip in pleasure, still trying hard to ignore his cock.
“Been told that a time or two, but men like you seem to be inclined to like my wiener, mister.”
“We do, do we?”
“I’d be happy to stand up and let you take a closer look, mister man,” he teased. “Maybe even let you touch it or sumpin’ like that.”
“What if I wanted to suck you off, boy? You up to something like that?” I asked, rubbing my cock as Chad suddenly pretended to be disinterested in the entire made-up scene.
He was good. Very good. I hadn’t expected a sweet and angelic young man like him to be so open to adventurous experiences. But then again, my experience was limited to one man only. But in a short month, he’d been unveiling a little more each session. Chad was enthusiastic in any lovemaking we’d had so far. All I had to do was express an interest, and he was down for it. The enthusiasm was contagious and freeing because I’d become a far more verbal lover since the discovery.
He stood up and stepped in front of me, looking past me like he had zero interest in what was happening. He was selling the story so convincingly that I was nearly ready to orgasm. “Want me to pull ‘em down, mister?”
“Yes,” I whispered hoarsely. Fuck, this is hot.
Chad turned around, facing away from me, and bent over as he pushed his boxers to his ankles, his sweet pucker lined up directly in my face. He waited a moment before standing upright. I had my hands in my briefs and was stroking my cock.
Without turning his body, he looked back at me shyly. “You like that boy pussy, mister?” he asked, sticking his finger in the corner of his mouth and pouting.
Jesus! If I wasn’t near losing my load before, I was now. I stared at his face before dropping my eyes slowly down his backside, taking my time and letting him watch my desire as I surveyed the breathtaking territory. His perky little mounds of flesh drove me crazy with the need to bury something between them. My cock, my tongue, my whatever.
“You ever had a man in that ass, boy?”
“No, sir. I ain’t never done nuttin’ like that.”
“Don’t look at me, boy,” I barked, motioning for him to look away.
Chad turned his head away, and I let time slowly tick by as I examined every perfect inch of his backside. He was long and lean, with a narrow waist, and two globes of flesh whose shape appeared to be carved from marble. But unlike marble, his ass was velvety smooth. I’d been between his cheeks several times, but somehow he was managing to create a first-time scenario.
“What you doin’, mister?”
“Deciding,” I muttered.
I let him stand there for another three minutes or so. I liked his little game and the more I got into the scene, the hotter my desire, the more fantastic the options seemed before me.
“Turn around, boy,” I grunted. Chad slowly turned around and smiled like a little slut. “I’ve decided you’re going to suck my cock. Time to earn your keep, boy. I might even have to fuck that pretty ass of yours.”
“I ain’t never done that, mister.”
“Whatever,” I huffed, nodding toward my bulge. “Pull them down, boy. With your teeth.” Chad dropped to his knees and fell face forward into my crotch. “Pull them down,” I ordered again, nastier this time.
He tugged on my briefs with his teeth while I lifted off the chair so he could get them off me. Using his mouth, he moved them to my ankles, where I lifted my feet out of them. Chad remained at my feet, waiting for instructions, still avoiding eye contact.
“Lick my balls, boy. Nice and easy until I tell you to stop. You understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
I held the back of his head and moved him over my balls, thrusting my hips forward as he ran his tongue over me. After a couple of minutes, I held the sides of his head near the jawline and pried his mouth open.
“Open wide, boy,” I said, leading him toward my cock and feeding it to him. “You’ve got a lot to learn, boy, and you better be good at it or it’s the curb for you.”
I held him over my cock and pumped into his mouth, losing myself in Chad’s act, his idea, his fantasy. If he’d wanted to lead the entire scene, I imagined he would’ve spoken up, but he didn’t, so I played along the only way I knew how. I led the way while playing into his scene of owing me a debt that only his body could repay.
He came off my cock and stared up at me. “It’s so big, mister.”
