Page 16 of First Puck

Alex

My pleasure was building again, and I was going crazy. Every time his head bobbed down, I went just a little farther into his mouth, and pressed just a little bit harder. I thought he was going to suffocate. I couldn’t tell what the hell was going on, but I knew I wanted more.

Squeezing my eyes closed, I held him down on me, and he moaned as he took more of my cock.

I wanted to thrust, I wanted to surge forward so my crotch hit his nose. I could do it; I could show him everything I’d been saving up for him.

I had no idea how he did it. When I was alone, I’d put my fingers in my mouth to experience it, imagining how I would suck a cock, but I knew it wasn’t the same. My cock was so much longer than my fingers, and, even though he was choking, Brad just kept going.

If we really were ruining our friendship, what would happen if we went all the way?

My eyelids fluttered again, pure heat winding through me as his cheeks hollowed and he moaned.

I shuddered as the vibrations echoed through my cock.

How was I supposed to fuck his face? What if I thrust too far and hurt him?

With my heart in my throat, I rolled my hips, holding him still as I made small circles as softly as I could.

I’d thought about having that much cock stuffed in me, but people had to work up to that kind of thing.

As soon as he tried to move, I let him go.

“Shit, man, you are so fucking sexy,” Brad said as he brought himself back up. “I can’t believe you’ve been hiding this from the world. You’re lucky my mouth is a national treasure.”

“What are you even talking about?” I asked, struggling to keep up the rhythm. His hand still clasped my cock, and I felt even the smallest squeeze. I was too swept away by the highs he was taking me to to be any more self-conscious by the fact I was so exposed to him.

“I’m saying how many other people are going to suck cock this good when it’s their first time? This is a first for me, too.”

“Well, I wouldn’t know, would I?” It wasn’t like I’d sucked anyone off before.

His body jerked, as if he suddenly realized something, but it was only the slightest pause before he threw himself back into his mission. And the second he touched me again, there was no more space to ask what had happened.

I’d do it later, once he’d decided I had officially had my first real blow job.

My fingers tightened in his hair again, and I took a nervous swallow as I licked my lips.

A shout burst from me as he hollowed his cheeks, and I found the courage to really push at his head.

Not just a nudge to get him downward. I pushed him hard enough that my cock stayed buried against the back of his throat.

And he moaned so loudly, I thought he was going crazy.

“Brad, I think…I think I’m gonna come,” I rasped out, barely able to get a hold of myself. I let go of his hair, too scared about hurting him.

He had this hazy look in his eyes I’d never seen before as he lifted his lips from my cock.

“Do it, man. Just come.” He’d never looked at me with this much desire.

“But,” I groaned as he squeezed my cock again. “In your mouth?”

“Fuck yeah, it’s a blow job, isn’t it? You gotta finish in style.”

I couldn’t stop blushing. My hips weren’t just rolling anymore, I was inching into his mouth, rocking closer to him.

His voice was growing huskier and rougher, and it was turning me on even more. I wanted to be surrounded by that just as much as his muffled moans.

“Come on, Alex, it’s me. I’m the best person to do this with.”

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