Page 42 of The Prez

He smirks, running a big hand down my face. I twist my head and kiss his palm. “Really fucking good.”

I hum, opening his pants and freeing his erection. Now that my head isn’t clouded from my own orgasm, I take a good look at his cock and oh fuck, it’s so big. Thick and long, that vein pulsing as I drag my hand up and down his shaft. “Fuck, Rafael. You’ll fucking rip me in two with this thing.”

“Would you believe me if I said I’ve never done that before?”

“Anal? Never?” He shakes his head. “With anyone?”

“Never. Or been with a man.”

I stop jerking him, sitting back on my heels. “Do you want to?”

He grins. “There’s nothing I want more than to fuck you while you scream my name. Now, are you going to stare at my dick or are you going to see how sensitive my piercing is?”

I return his grin and scoot closer to him. Leaningforward, I bury my nose into his small thatch of pubic hair, breathing in his masculine scent. Fuck, he smells good. Heady and spicy, like my favorite cologne.

Raf runs his hand over my curls, thrusting up into my face. I slide my tongue out, tasting his balls. I lave them, giving them both equal attention before I draw one into my mouth. Raf’s groans spur me on as I roll one ball, then the other in my mouth, sucking them gently, getting them wet with my spit before I let them go with a soft pop.

When I’ve had enough teasing his balls, I grab his cock by the base and ease his cockhead into my mouth. I moan, my own length spasming in my pants when the first drop of his precum hits my tongue. His piercing feels foreign in my mouth, but that doesn’t stop my tongue from flicking over it and playing with it.

“Fuck yes, just like that,” Raf moans, rolling his hips.

Relaxing my throat, I take more of Raf’s cock into my mouth, wetting him up as I bob up and down on his shaft. My lips are stretched wide, his fat cock barely able to fit.

A mix of English and Spanish tumbles from his mouth, his hand tight in my curls. He guides me up and down at a casual pace.

Slurping sounds fill the room as I devour his dick. I’m sloppy, spit and drool everywhere as I lap and suck at him, but Raf doesn’t seem to mind. “Your mouth is so fucking wet. Fuck, baby. Swallow around me.” I do what he says, taking him in as far as I can and swallowing. He grunts and thrusts up, his cock sliding further down my throat. I gag, but don’t pull off completely.

I dip my tongue into his slit, collecting more precum as I try to push him over that edge. Since I know it does things to him, I flick my tongue over that barbell in his cock. It’s so fucking hot, feeling it on my tongue. His loud groans tells me just how much he likes what I’m doing to him.

With one hand, I tug on his balls, softly caressing them while I use the other to jerk him off to the rhythm of my oral ministrations. His guttural moans burrow into my brain and I wish I had an extra hand to jerk myself with while I listen. Fuck, Raf is so fucking hot, his sounds of ecstasy so raw. This is a man who’s so open with his pleasure that he doesn’t mind telling me, doesn’t mind showing me. It’s a heady thing to have a man like this at my mercy, feeling this good because of me. Because of my hands, my mouth, what I can do for him.

“Precioso, fuck. Feels so fucking good. Your fucking mouth is trouble, just like you.” He places both hands on the side of my head, pumping his dick down my throat. I relax as much as possible, his cockhead bumping my tonsils.

“Gonna come down your throat, baby. Swallow all of me.”

I moan, looking up at him with tear-drenched eyes. His face is a mask of pleasure, his bottom lip between his teeth as he fucks my mouth.

With one last grunt, he explodes, his cock pulsing between my lips as I swallow his cum. It tastes so fucking good, warming my belly as I swallow over and over.

When he’s done coming, he pulls me back onto his lap, kissing me hard. I grab his shoulders and hold on, barely able to keep up with how he’s ravaging my mouth.

He releases my lips, then flips me onto my back, climbing between my legs. “Fuck, baby. That was … let me touch you.”

“Yes,” I whisper, running my tongue over my lips to get more of his taste. “Please.”

“Want my mouth on you? Want to come down my throat too?”

“You want to?” I ask, surprised he’d even offer.

He doesn’t answer, just kisses me quickly before moving down my body. My pants are off in less time than it takes to breathe and he has his lips wrapped around my shaft before Ican blink. “Jesus,” I grunt, the velvet softness of his mouth feeling unreal. I didn’t expect him to go for it that quick. Since he said he’s never been with a man before, I thought he would have to work himself up to having my dick between his lips. Guess Raf doesn’t do anything halfway.

Raf is sloppy and clumsy with his blowjob, but fuck does it feel like heaven anyway. He gags around me, eyes watering as he glances up at me. His eyes ask if he’s doing it right and I nod as I moan, my sac drawing closer to my body with each greedy pull into his mouth. He’s beautiful. So fucking beautiful as he tries to please me.

When he reaches up and tugs on my balls, I can’t hold back. My back bows off the couch as I hump into his mouth. Just before I explode, I tell him, “I’m coming.”

Raf pulls off my dick, jerking me until I orgasm. I wouldn’t expect him to swallow his first time sucking cock.

My chest heaves as I try to catch my breath. Raf wipes his mouth, then crawls over me until we’re face to face. He kisses me softly, putting all kinds of emotions I can’t name behind the kiss. I soak it up, wrapping my arms around his neck.

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