Page 75 of A Boy Called Lovesong

“Stop,” I uttered.

He instantly paused his stroking, a look of concern on his face. “Are you okay?”

“I want more. I wanna taste you. I want you in my mouth, I want every inch of you in my mouth.”

He grinned and took his hands off both our cocks.

This time he couldn’t stop me from dropping to my knees, his dick stiff and bobbing up and down in front of my face.

The crown of his cock was large and bulbous, plump and purple, ripe as all hell.

I wrapped my lips around it, taking in that warm head of flesh, already tasting the sweet precum that started oozing from his slit.

My hands reached around and grabbed his firm, clenched ass cheeks.

I pushed him closer to me, taking in more of him, then all of him.

My tongue lapped up every contour of his thick, long cock, his veins throbbing, his shaft salty and sweet at the same time.

I began sucking, hard, while Lovesong moved his hips back and forth, breathy moans slipping from his lips.

I took him in and out, the head of his dick reaching the back of my throat, before sliding it out, teasing his slit with a flick of my tongue then taking him in again.

Again.

Again.

His breathy moans turned into long groans which turned into loud cries.

“I’m gonna come. Noah, I’m…”

Suddenly he gripped my hair.

He thrust himself forward and with a jolt his entire body quaked.

“Ah, ah, ah,” he grunted uncontrollably.

Then came the hot gush, cum filling my mouth in a deluge.

Swiftly I swallowed it down, gulping hard and fast, filling my belly with that sweet river of cum.

His abs pressed against my forehead, heaving hard before his breaths began to slow and the last of his cum drained down my throat.

Slowly he released my hair, and I released his dick, letting the swollen shaft slide from my smiling cum-slicked lips.

“Oh God,” he panted. “That was amazing. And it ain’t over yet.”

Gripping me by the shoulders, he lifted me off my knees and turned me around.

“Take us to the cotton,” he told me.

I led him by the hand across the shed, then eased us both down on a bed of cotton.

He positioned me onto my back and leaned over me, kissing my trembling stomach tauntingly, when all I wanted him to do was take my throbbing, yearning cock in his mouth.

Slowly he ran his hands up and down the insides of my thighs, urging me to spread my legs as wide as I could.

He lowered his face between my legs.

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