Page 55 of Loving Leo

His thumb brushes across my cockhead and my dick jumps in his hand.

“Maybe I could suck you off again on camera?” I arch an eyebrow and he shakes his head. “I don’t want you to think that I’m using you for content, it’s just…if you wanted me to, I could?”

That bit comes out as a question and my hand slides up his back and cups his neck.

“As long as you don’t show my face, you can.”

He glances down at me and his lips press against mine.

“Okay, yeah. I can do that. No face. Just dick.”

He deepens the kiss and I let my tongue slide against his for a long while until he finally pulls away, his pupils blown out, his cheeks a pretty pink.

“I love kissing you.”

“Yeah, same.”

“And I love kissing your dick. I’m going to make out with it so hard.”

I let out a small laugh as he rolls off the bed and grabs his phone, setting it up at the right angle and then hitting record. When he comes back he sets something down next to me. A dildo and lube.

“I was thinking you could put this up inside of me and use the remote on it to make me come too? All while I suck your dick?”

“Yeah, I could do that,” I say, my heart thumping excitedly in my chest.

Sex with him is so fucking different, so fun. He’s so experimental, uninhibited.

He grabs the lube and then hands it to me before pulling it back.

“Do you want to open me up? I can do it, no pressure.”

“Turn around, Leo.”

He gasps and then does as I ask, his ass pushed up near my hands. I stare at it and then grab onto those hard globes and massage them.

He groans and pushes back slightly, wanting more. I bite my bottom lip as I do it again and again until he’s nearly panting. And I haven’t even touched his hole. Probably should do that before he works himself past the point of no return.

I open the lube and dribble some down his crack, my fingers swirling around his entrance before pushing in softly. I’ve never done anal, never even attempted it on anyone else or myself, but the way Leo takes it is fucking amazing. His ass seems to suck me right in, opening for me willingly. So much so that I push a second finger inside and scissor them, stretching him for the dildo.

“Yes,” he groans. “Yes. More.”

I do as he says, adding more lube and working him open with three fingers, twisting my wrist and making him moan loudly.

“Yes. Yes. There. Right there. You feel it?”

I nod and then manage a small noise of agreement. I do feel it, a small raised bump inside of him. It’s driving him wild, his body arching back against my hand, his skin breaking out in goosebumps.

“Wait. Stop. Stop!”

My fingers slide from him and he turns and looks over his shoulder at me, blushing profusely.

“Did I hurt you?” I ask, my heart hammering in my chest.

“No. God no. I was going to come. Oh fuck.” He spins around, his hand cupping his cock roughly and he takes the dildo and presses it inside of him.

“Sorry, I have to do this. You doing it is driving me wild.”

He manages a small grin and then hands me the remote control. My thumb slides over the two buttons and I flick it on.

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