Axel laughs, a soft, low, self-satisfied chuckle, as he takes off my shoes and socks. Then he pulls me up onto the bed and settles me against the pillows. I'm like a rag doll. He lies on his side, watching me, gently running his hands up and down my side.
After a few minutes, I realize something is not right here.
“You’ve got too many clothes on,” I protest.
“Mmm. I do. Wanna help me with that?”
Yes, I do, actually. Rolling onto my side, I reach across and undo the button of his shorts and unzip them. He helps push them off, and the boxers go too. I scoot down and position myself between his thighs and take his large cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue around and very lightly dragging my teeth over the sensitive skin, which sends a shiver through him.
“Too much?” I inquire, letting him go so I can see his face.
“Nah. Don’t stop.” He gives my head a gentle push back down, and this time I take just the crown into my mouth, running my tongue just under it and flicking the frenulum. I suck the head, then run my tongue into his slit and lap at the moisture there. Axel groans, a deep throaty groan, and I wonder if he’s been wanting this as much as I have.
Then I swallow him deep again, and suck him with a steady rhythm until he’s arching beneath me, his muscles going taut, and… I pull off.
Axel groans. “Bastard,” he mutters.
I smile to myself. Then rasp my two front teeth gently up the underside of his shaft.
Axel squirms satisfyingly. “Ah,” he gasps, “do that again.”
I’m happy to oblige, and then after another pleasing groan from Axel, I start sucking him in earnest, bobbing up and down on his cock, spit running down and onto his balls. I roll his balls in my fingers while I suck, and slide a spit covered finger along his taint which elicits another groan.
I feel his muscles tense under me, and then he calls out my name as he spills down my throat.
I swallow his cum eagerly, loving the taste of him. All in all, it’s perfect. I climb back up the bed and he pulls me to him.
“In case you can’t tell,” he murmurs against my lips, “I missed you.”
Chapter 18
April Holidays, Sydney
AXEL
Having Justin back in my life brings back color to my days which had been strangely dull and grey since we parted at the end of summer.
Even though it’s April, the weather is still mild, and there are enough warm days for us to spend a good amount of time lying around on the beach, and on the days we don’t go, we either spend our time hanging out at his grandparents’ house or wandering around the shopping village, or if my parents are at work, lounging around my house.
He has two weeks of holidays and he’s spending it all with me. There’s not a single day we don’t see each other. We probably aren’t as careful as we should be, given that Justin’s not out to his family, but this little interlude has brought us closer together and we spend as much time in each other’s company as we can. And while there is definitely some sex going on, that’s not what’s most important to me. Justin is meeting my deepest needs of loving and being loved. Now that I’ve gotten over my initial concerns about our age gap, I have a bone-deep feeling that we’re meant to be together.
The days fly past.
We probably have spent too much time together for just a couple of casual friends and although I’m disappointed when I’m not invited to dinner at the Beecham’s house on his last night, I’m not too surprised. I really have monopolized him during his visit.
Can you come out after? I want to do something for your last night
If I’m worried that the lack of invitation reflects any wavering on Justin’s part (and I’m not), the speed with which he replies,would totally put me at ease.
I’ll have to sneak out later. Things are a bit weird. But I can totally do that
Text me when you’re free?
Sure. Probably late though
S’ok. Want to see you
Same