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Elio was melting in desire, but his impatience was mounting.
Although he didn’t have to wait, did he?
He gripped James by the hair, forcefully turning his head. James groaned. And then… there. Oh, fuck, that lithe pink tongue fluttering up his length. Each touch was accompanied by a whimper.
Elio pressed down harder, wishing he could gag James with his cock—just push him to see how much he could take. But it was more than enough to have James take him all in, sucking like his life depended on it.
“That’s right, Daddy. Suck it down. Worship your sun god.”
Elio pushed James’s head down harder, even as he bucked his hips.
James clenched his fingers in Elio’s thighs, his nose buried in the skin and hair at Elio’s base. This wasn’t serious breath play, but Elio wasn’t above making sure that James couldn’t smell or breathe or think anything but him.
James was still making hungry little noises of pleasure.
“That’s right, such a little cock slut. That’s all you need, isn’t it? A cock in your mouth?”
James tried to nod, which had to be tightening Elio’s pull on his hair.
James was still suckling hard when his hand wandered up to cup Elio’s balls. Elio shuddered. God, he loved that. It wasn’t so much that the skin was sensitive, but he loved the heaviness of his sac, the way James could lift and fondle the loose skin as it slid over the two orbs inside.
Elio pushed him lower, until James had no choice but to pop off his cock and apply that talented mouth to his balls.
James groaned, mouth full of one… and then both. His jaw was wide, nose pressed to Elio’s dick, and he looked like he was in ecstasy. While Elio’s cock was small, his balls were plenty big to make it difficult for James to move his tongue at all. He sure tried, though.
“So good, Daddy,” Elio cooed. “You just need your mouth full all the time, don’t you? I could keep you around… maybe under my desk at work.” James moaned, so Elio spun out the fantasy. “I need to work on my dissertation, write some lesson plans. I’d just keep you down there to worship me. Or maybe after a stressful day, I could come home, flick on the TV, and put you on my cock.”
James whimpered, sucking for all he was worth.
None of this was real, but the imagery was powerful. God, Elio could just see it already. His brown, overstuffed couch in his apartment. Remote in one hand, popcorn in the other.
There was no way in hell he’d be able to concentrate on a movie with James going to town on his dick, but it would be fun trying.
He pulled James back up to worship his cock, but… fuck. This was going to be over too fast.
“Maybe I won’t even let you come,” Elio suggested, his own breath ragged. “What do you think of that?”
James’s eyes turned up to him, pleading. But what was he pleading for?
Elio pulled him back, giving them both space to breathe. He found a new grip in James’s hair and curled his fingers just as tightly.
“What do you think, Daddy? Does my little cock worshipper get to come? Or should all of his attention be focused on me?”
James was panting, eyes wild. “I don’t… I don’t know. I mean, I want it, but…”
Elio chuckled darkly. “But you’re such a good slut, Daddy. You just want to please me, don’t you?”
James nodded shyly, mouth already full and working hard.
But suddenly James seemed too far away. Elio had made all sorts of kinky plans, but with those greedy eyes looking up at him, framed by those gentle wrinkles, all innocent enthusiasm mixed with measured experience… Elio wanted him closer.
Somehow, a blowjob just wasn’t enough. He needed to see James’s eyes. Needed to watch him fall apart.
“Come here, Daddy.” He urged James up to him, fusing their mouths together. “Want you naked,” he told him. “Strip.”
James lurched up to wrestle his way out of his clothes. It wasn’t the most coordinated display, with James’s knees planted on the rolling air mattress. But there was no mistaking his fervor. He threw his shirt over his head, revealing that soft, furry belly. Then he laid down on the bed to shuck off his pants. James’s cock surged up, heavy and full, fighting against gravity and dark with arousal. He was uncut, the fat head peeking fully out of that enticing layer of skin.
Elio felt the briefest stab of envy—his own cock would never be that full and thick.
