Page 19 of Unexpected Boyfriends

I run my tongue along the length of his shaft, and a soft groan falls from his lips. I tease the groove under the head, but don’t take him into my mouth yet. Still just teasing, I wrap my lips around the side of his shaft and suck and kiss up and down and around until he’s panting heavily and begging for more. Removing my mouth, I wrap my hand around his spit covered dick and stroke it, while my lips pay attention to his balls. I take each one into my mouth one at a time, rolling it around with my tongue and sucking gently.

Justin swears softly.

“Okay?” I check, lifting my head and making eye contact. His face is flushed and contorted with pleasure, his pupils blown wide.

“Fuck, yeah,” he gasps, and insistently steers my head back to his crotch.

I chuckle against the silky soft patch of honey-brown hair, huffing warm air against his exposed skin. Then I go back to licking his shaft, until he’s nearly howling in frustration. When he seems completely beside himself, I take the head in my mouth and suck on it, then take the rest of his cock into my mouth, sinking down until my nose rests in his thatch of hair and I can smell his musky scent. For a moment I don’t move. This is perfection. Resting here between his thighs, his swollen cock in my mouth, enveloped in his unique masculine scent. Giving him what he needs, accepting what he offers me.

His moan reminds me he’s probably dying right now, so I get to work, sucking and licking his entire length, setting a rhythm that drives him towards his release. I can feel his body tense up. Andthen, just because I can be a bastard, I slow down, taking him away from the anticipated relief.

I let his cock slip from my lips. And wait.

Justin is lying with his head back and body arching, but when he feels me release him, he lifts his head and looks down at me eyes wide, pupils blown. He looks disheveled and so, so, sexy. So undone.

Looking into those beautiful eyes, I smile wickedly, and without losing eye contact, take him into my mouth again and suck.

His eyes widen, and he gasps, “Gonna…”

But before he can say more, I feel the warmth of his cum shooting across my tongue, and my mouth fills with his load. I swallow it down, loving the taste of him.

“Oh my god, you taste so good,” I groan as I lick the last drops from around my lips.

He falls back against the mat. “Fuck,” he says weakly.

He lies there catching his breath, trembling, and coming down from the high, and I pull myself up to lie beside him, watching him carefully to make sure he’s still okay with this. There’s no indication that he’s anything but completely blissed out, so I lean across and capture his mouth with mine. His arms come around me, our tongues tangle, and we make out for a long while.

After we’ve kissed until our lips are swollen, and Justin has pressed little kisses and nips up and down my neck (he seems very affectionate after sex), he breaks away from me.

“Now let me take care of you,” he whispers.

I shake my head, “Not tonight.”

“Why not?” he sounds disappointed. Then in a smaller voice, “Don’t you want me to?” He's gone from blissed out to uncertain in seconds, and I hate that I've made him think I don't want him.

“Oh, I do,” I reassure him, stroking the hair back off his forehead. “But let’s not rush this.” I pause, trying to find the words to explain to him why this is important.

“I want this to be meaningful,” I speak straight from my heart. “I want to be the one you run to, not the one you regret.”

Justin's eyes glisten, and he blinks rapidly.

“I don’t have any regrets.”

“Good.” I kiss him again. “Let’s make sure it stays that way. And if you’re ever uncomfortable, speak up. I don’t want to push you too far.”

Justin makes a noise that sounds like disbelief. “I can’t see that happening. You’re the one tapping the brakes!”

“Yeah, but I’m older. I just want to be careful, okay?”

I’m four years older than Justin, which at this age is quite a difference. He’s young and I’m fairly sure he's not very experienced. He’s at a formative stage of his life, and I’m well aware of the risks I pose to him.

What he doesn’t know, is that I’m also thinking of myself. I’m already in way over my head emotionally. I’m falling hard for this guy. It’s way too fast and it brings with it a lot of conflicting emotions. As much as I pose a risk to him, he poses one to me. I have to find some way of protecting my own heart.

Chapter 06

The Concert Date

AXEL

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