Next came my boxers, my cock so happy to be free.
“Hello,” he addressed my hardness. “Nice to finally meet you.”
“Silly gargoyle.”
God, this giddiness was so alien, so incredible.
Asher removed his outfit, the soft lighting of the room sparkling across the planes of his muscles, putting his astonishing build and handsome features into a whole new light.
That cock… Wow! Huge. Talk about well-hung. I’d seen it soft, but witnessing it hard got my sphincter twitching and my lips wet.
Might take some adjusting, but I could take him. All of him. Balls deep.
He grabbed his cock, stroking it for a few beats, then slapped it. “Like what you see?”
Being a good, silent human, I nodded.
“It wants your pretty mouth and your pretty hole.”
I slid back, bending my legs, lifting my hips. “You mean this hole?”
He smirked as he took it in, biting on his bottom lip. “Naughty human.”
Precum oozed from the tip of my cock, the situation becoming a little too much.
Don’t let it end yet…
“Come back here.” He enunciated every word, beckoning me with his finger.
I complied.
His hands were on my thighs, fingers tapping my flesh. “Before I go back in you, you’re gonna be in me.”
I trembled with excitement, awaiting the next command.
“I’m gonna taste you. I’m gonna show you real oral sex.”
Shade directed at Seth?
Whoop!
He gently pushed me back, positioning me for easy access. He lowered his head, kissing the tip of my cock. Even such subtle contact tightened my balls, my toes curling. My fingers pressed into the bar, legs slowly spreading.
He kissed it again, running his tongue around my foreskin, eyes on me as he worked, until he devoured me all the way down to the root.
“Fuck!” I gasped.
Soft warm velvet encased me. A wet vacuum, me completely at his mercy.
Slowly, he began rocking his head back and forth, taking me on the first part of a journey. Hands-free, holding onto the edge of the bar for support.
Up and down, up and down. I squirmed, chest tight with lust, legs spreading wider. I lifted my hips a little more.
A finger found my arse, stroking the crevice with an expert touch.
I wheezed out a moan, whispering his name.
He increased his speed, adjusting his position. My hands found his head, fingers curling into his satin-like, dark hair.