Page 62 of Totally Geeked

“Where is it? Show me.”

“It’s in the bedroom,” he laughs, and I carry him there, only lowering him to the floor when I spot it.

He’s bought a gold-framed floor-length mirror and it’s standing in the corner of his room, facing the bed.

“Ohhh, I like this idea,” I say, crawling onto the bed and peering over at my reflection in the glass.

“I thought if I was going to draw more of…those kinds of pictures, it would help to get a better idea of what we look like when we’re…”

“Oh no, don’t get shy now darlin’, this is the best idea ever.”

“You think?” he asks, and I jump off the bed and kiss him.

“We’re going to prove it, right now.”

I strip off my shirt and pants and climb back onto the bed lying on the pillows, my gaze immediately going to my reflection.

“Hmm, maybe a little left,” I say, and Arlo shakes his head but moves over and adjusts the mirror.

“Better?”

“Perfect, now get that hot ass over here.”

He takes his time stripping off his clothes, and it’s frustrating as fuck, but also totally sexy, and when he takes a few steps forward before stripping off his boxers, I get the perfect view of his ass as he rolls them down.

“Best present ever,” I say, adjusting myself.

“It’ll get even better,” he says, crawling up the bed between my legs. He slides his hands up my thighs slowly, the smooth pads of his fingers pressing into the sensitive skin before he reaches my aching cock. He grips the base, leans down and wraps his lips over my swollen head.

“Fucking hell, that’s hot,” I groan, my eyes darting between his reflection, round ass up in the air perfect as fuck, and his mouth sucking my cock deeper into his throat. “Move your ass over here,” I say, and he peers up at me through thick lashes and my cock slips from his mouth. He goes to move up to my side, but I shake my head. “No, flip around, I still want to watch you in the mirror doing that.”

He frowns for a second, then smiles, as realization sets in and as he spins around, I help move his leg over my chest positioning his ass in the perfect place, right in front of my face. I squeeze both his glorious round cheeks in my hands and then check back at the reflection in the mirror to find him watching, too. He holds eye contact with me, then runs his tongue up the length of my cock before tonging my slit. Pleasure rolls over me, and I raise a brow.

“Two can play at the teasing game,” I say, and then I spread his cheeks with my hands and run my tongue up from his taint to the dimple at the top of his ass. He shudders and swallows me down into his throat with a satisfying moan.

I tease his hole with my tongue, circling it and striking it with long slow strokes, as he continues sucking and jerking me off. Being able to see him the whole time is so fucking good, and I can’t wait to see this captured in one of his cheeky drawings later.

I press the tip of my tongue at his entrance, and as his ass opens up, drawing it inside, he moans over my cock and pushes his ass back, burying my tongue even deeper.

My lips press against his hole, tongue swirling inside him, and when I pull out, I replace my tongue with a finger and bury it deep.

“Oh, fuck,” he cries, lifting his mouth from my cock and arching his back.

“Oh, stay like that,” I say, watching him in the mirror as I draw my finger out and slowly push it back inside. His eyes close for a moment, his mouth slightly open, and he moans a soft sigh.

“Oh, yeah, baby, you like that, don’t you?” I ask, and he opens his eyes and locks his stare at me.

“I didn’t think I would like it this much. It’s fucking unreal. Your finger is so thick. Do you think you can add more?”

“Only one way to find out,” I say, and I lean in and add some more lubrication, tonguing his hole as I slide my finger in and out a few more times stretching him, then I start to work in my thumb, too. He sucks in a breath, and the pressure around my fingers tightens for a second, but then as I twist and slurp, he starts to relax.

I wait until he’s pushing back against me, trying to bury them deeper, before I start spreading them out inside him, stretching his hole open, and when I can get my tongue between them, he turns back to me.

“Do you think I could take you?” he asks, and I smile.

“I thought you…”

“I never wanted to before, but with you, I want to try, if you want to.”

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