“I… I want to.”
I slid forward off the couch so I was on my knees in front of him. Looking up, I saw a mixture of terror and excitement on his face. Even if he was straight, he knew what this position meant.
“May I?”
He pulled his hands away and swallowed hard. Then he nodded.
With delicate fingers, I traced my way down his torso, feeling every ridge and bump of his muscled form. I pulled him close, kissing and licking my way down to the waistband of his briefs. I didn’t pull them down right away. Instead I kept kissing and licking, but this time against his rock-hard cock separated from me by only a thin layer of fabric. I heard Josh sharply inhale and I knew I had permission to keep going.
At long last, I let myself slowly pull his briefs down, his thick cock springing free. I couldn’t help a small gasp as it came to rest against my chin. Holding it the night before had been one thing, but seeing it in person was something else altogether. It was huge! I knew the rumors about Alpha’s were true, but I’d never seen one in person. The heat of excitement spread through my body before it pooled in my groin, my own cock throbbing intensely.
A glistening bead of pre-cum had formed at his slit and I knew I needed it. Gripping the base of his shaft, I milked his cock, placing my tongue under the head so that I caught ever drop. The intense smokiness of his pheromones filled my nostrils as the salty sweetness of his pre-cum filled my mouth. I moaned in ecstasy, licking him clean. Josh was making a few noises too, but I was too enthralled by his cock to pay much attention.
I took him into my mouth, slowly at first, making sure my tongue licked every single centimeter of his glans. I swirled around the head of his cock, his hips bucking forward of their own accord. A hand reached out, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulled me closer. Cleary he wanted me to continue and I loved him taking control. His cock neatly slid into my mouth until it hit the back of my throat. But, considering myself a grade A cocksucker, I didn’t gag. However, his did wasn’t going any further. Not in this position at least. I’d taken nearly three quarters of it, so I was feeling pretty confident about that.
However, the moment he bottomed out, Josh took over. He titled his hips forward, pulling on my hair to drive his cock deeper down my throat. I just sat back on my heels, letting him fuck my face. It had been a while since I’d been with another man, but my slutty skills came back to me quickly. If there was one thing I loved, it was being manhandled. And as far as I was concerned, Josh could do whatever the fuck he wanted to me.
His balls slapped against my chin, feeding my lust as he continued to stroke himself with my mouth. I could taste more pre-cum spilling onto my tongue, each drop driving me wild. All the nerves in my body were on fire with pleasure and I kept my hands to myself because of it. I didn’t want to cum yet and I knew it wouldn’t take much at this point. But right now all I wanted was Josh’s cum. And judging by the deep moans he was making, I wasn’t going to have to wait long.
“Oh fuck!” he cried out at last, driving his cock as far down my throat as he could.
A burst of searing heat spilled over my tongue, the saltiness of his seed making me moan in ecstasy. He let go of my hair, giving me a chance to breathe. But I didn’t take it. Instead I had my hand around his cock, pumping him in tandem with my lips as I milked every last drop out of him. Within a matter of seconds he was pulling away from me, completely overstimulated after his intense orgasm.
“Oh my god…” he panted, his hands on my shoulders for stability. “Holy shit…”
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” I grinned, licking my lips. I pulled him over to the loveseat, making him sit before he collapsed. “That was fun.”
Josh looked over at me, his eyes trailing down my body to the rock-hard cock between my legs. “What about you?”
“I’ll be fine,” I said with a shrug. “Or… if you want to help me?”
“W-What do I do?”
“Just touch me,” I replied, snaking an arm around his shoulders and pulling him close. “Do it the way you like to be touched.”
“Like… just with my hand?”
“Whatever you’re comfortable with.”
He was a little shy at first, his lips going to my neck to begin with. His hand rested on my chest, but that quickly became not enough for him. I could feel the hunger in his kisses, his hand inching lower and lower as he went. But I wasn’t in a rush. He could take all the time he wanted. I loved savoring the feel of his skin against mine.
It didn’t take long for his hand to reach my cock, his finger gently squeezing the base of my shaft. I moaned happily, letting him know I liked what he was doing. But when his head dipped down to my nipple and his tongue flicked over the sensitive surface, I couldn’t help a small hiss.
“Sorry!” he said, pulling away suddenly.
“No, no,” I replied, pushing his head back down. “That was a good noise.”
“You sure?”
“Hundred percent.”
“Okay…”
He paused, considering my nipple for a moment. I watched his gaze shifted down to my cock, his fingers milking a large drop of pre-cum from my shaft. I could almost hear his thought process as he wondered what he should do next. I found myself hoping he’d be brave, but I didn’t want to talk him into it. He should only go as far as he was ready to.
My patience was rewarded when he finally leaned down and pressed his tongue to the tip of my cock. He glanced up at me, his eyes suddenly turning Alpha gold as the flavor spread over his tongue.
“Oh my god…” he gasped. “You taste fucking amazing!”