Page 76 of First Puck

“Shit, Alex. I almost came.”

But he didn’t look at me. He was so intensely focused on swallowing my cock that I didn’t get a single glance.

“Is that good, Alex?” I asked breathlessly. “Do you like it like that?”

I wanted him to tell me in detail how much he was enjoying it. Because he would have stopped by now if he hated it.

“How does my pre-cum taste? You’re licking me up so well. Is it the first time you’ve tasted someone else’s cum?”

He groaned as I bent forward, reaching for him, nearly fainting as my cock hit the back of his throat again. He gasped, but it was like he was sucking up my cock instead of air.

I didn’t force him; he took himself down. My best friend had made himself choke on me until his eyes popped.

How did I not know Alex was such a horny bastard?

“Alex,” I moaned as I curled his ponytail around my hand. I didn’t even realize it had grown so much. “Alex, fuck. How did you know how to do that with your tongue?”

But he didn’t reply. He didn’t even look at me. He just kept bobbing his head, hollowing his cheeks, sucking on me as he moaned and bucked his hips. I could see through the gap in his arm that he was hard, and I wanted a piece of that, too.

It had been way too long since I’d seen his cock, and we had some catching up to do.

Alex groaned as I shifted my hips. “How do you know what you’re doing, man? This feels so good.”

He pulled back, staring at my cock in his clasped hand like it was an alien. I loved how much his lips glistened, how wet histongue was, how his heavy breaths blew on the tip of my cock, making everything way more sensitive.

“I just…” His quiet voice was rough as he glanced up at me. “I imagined it and stuff.”

My dumbass jock brain instantly went to images of Alex stroking himself, imagining him sucking me off, wanting my cock so badly that he cried out my name as he came.

He didn’t say anything else, he just opened his mouth and dove straight back in. I loved it when girls were enthusiastic, when they were concentrating so much on the performance that I could just watch them work, but this was different. This wasAlex. This was my friend. My friend who had his lips wrapped around me.

But I couldn’t tell what he was really feeling because he squeezed his eyes closed again. I could tell he was still pissed, but it was like it was hurting him as well. But he just kept going.

I needed him to look at me, to show me he actually wanted me.

“Alex, please,” I gasped as his tongue swiped the underside of my cock. “Alex, man, look at me, please.”

But he wouldn’t. I felt cut out from my own blow job. It was weird that it hurt more than him choosing Lance over me.

He was right there, licking my cock like a fucking lollipop, and it felt like he was a million miles away.

“Alex, I didn’t mean you were the loser, honestly.” I choked out as he pulled all the way to the head, feeding his tongue over my cockhead before gently sucking on the tip again, and driving me fucking insane.

“Alex. Holy shit. Alex!” I groaned, half because it felt so good, and half because I wanted to talk to him.

“Alex, dude, seriously. I meant Lance was the loser. Lance is the loser for missing out on this. I can’t believe he didn’t fuck you. I can’t believe he was mental enough to pass up on feeling your mouth around his cock. Seriously, what kind of idiot—”

“Brad!” Alex shouted as he ripped his mouth from me. “Can you stop talking about someone else when I'm sucking your cock?”

I snapped my mouth closed straight away because he was totally right. But I wanted him to know I was so ridiculously happy that I was his first.

He went back down on me, and I tried to be quiet, I really did. I stuck to saying, “Alex,” and telling him how amazing it was the more he got into a rhythm, but I wanted to connect to him. I wanted us to feel like two people making love, like we were there together, like we were a couple.

“Alex,” I said so softly, curling my hand around his ear, catching long strands of hair between my fingers. I knew he couldn’t hear me over the sound of his own moans as he absolutely devoured my cock.

“Hey, Alex,” I spoke up, threading my fingers through his loosening man bun. “Dude.” I tugged on him just as he plunged himself down, and I let out a yell as he took me too hard, bursting into coughs.

He choked and spluttered and pulled in gasping breaths, but he still wasn’t connecting with me.

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