Page 78 of First Puck

“Has anyone pushed their fingers inside you?” I asked curiously, his asshole twitching around the tip of my thumb. “Fuck, Alex, has anyone licked your ass before?”

“Brad, please,” he rasped as his forehead bumped against my thigh, totally avoiding me. “Don’t say it like that.”

I burst out laughing at how cute it was.

“Oh my God,” I said, beaming at him, even though he couldn’t see me. “You mean I get to be the first person to give you a rimjob?”

“Don’t make fun of me,” he mumbled huffily, squeezing my cock as a warning.

My heart pitched low as I suddenly heard myself.

I was being an asshole again.

I had to stop doing that, or I was going to properly screw this up.

Alex kept letting me off with loads of shit, but there was only so much I could get away with before he ditched me forever.

I needed to remember if we were going to the NHLtogether, I still needed to get my place. And knowing I could see Alex like this again made me even more desperate to get drafted.

I placed a bite on his ass, and he yelped in surprise. I guessed no one else had even been near his ass, let alone bit him there.

“I’m not making fun of you, dude. I just want to know. We’re clearing a lot of firsts tonight. I love the fact I’m going to pop so many of your cherries.”

“What are you talking—” He didn’t get to finish his question as he shouted out.

He toppled forward, messily clutching my cock as I licked straight up his ass, balls to tailbone in one smooth line.

His arms shook as I went back to his asshole, and he made a strange, muffled sound. So, I pulled back for a second to check and see what was going on.

I had to shift his cock out of the way and peek through his thighs because I knew he wouldn’t show me if I asked.

And all I got was Alex pressing his lips so tight together that they were going white.

I traced the line with my gaze, thinking there would be an easy way to get him to open up.

“Hey,” I said, coming in closer as I rubbed the heel of my hand against his cock. “Are you holding yourself back?”

I brought my hand up to the tip of his cock, grinding down enough to get his pretty mouth open.

“Brad!” he gasped, his other hand flying out to grab my thigh as he bent forward.

He twisted so he could look at me properly, tremoring like an actual leaf as I kept grinding and grinding. I couldn’t fucking stop.

I needed to slow down or he was going to lose it, even though I wanted him to come undone. It was so hard, but I pulled my hand away, resting it on his ass, forcing myself not to lick him or stroke him or whatever.

I wanted to plunge into him so fucking badly, but the other times I went into it without thinking, I messed it up for him. I just wanted him to stay with me.

His fingers dug into my thigh, clasping me like I was his fucking life support.

“Brad…” he panted. His lips parted, nearly toppling me over as he thrust his ass back onto me so hard I didn’t know if I could breathe. “Brad, I didn’t…” he trailed off as his hips shook. “I didn’t say you could stop.”

My brain whited out as every drop of blood in my head went straight to my cock.

And I was back on his ass in a flash, flattening my tongue, licking every single bit of him I could reach. Fuck everything I just thought. If my best friend wanted his ass licked, it was my job to provide.

I grabbed his cock again, stroking him faster, licking his ass even quicker to get him shouting out for me.

“Brad,” he choked out as spread my tongue over him. “Brad, it’s so good.”

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