Page 75 of First Puck

“Alex, you’re killing me here, fuck.”

He buried his hand in my hair, pressing me down. I remembered how much he liked it when I did it to him, and I sunk into the knowing that he wanted to keep me close. Even if it was just because of his dick, and it didn’t really have anything to do with me.

My large hands held at least half of his cock, the rest bumped against the back of my throat. He shifted his hips, pitching himself upward with a moan.

My vision suddenly went white as his cock invaded my throat. I burst out coughing, his hand tightening in my hair as he dragged me away from him.

“Don’t push yourself. You gotta enjoy it, yeah?”

I kept my mouth down; I couldn’t reply to him when it all felt so screwed up andsore.

I licked him again before taking him back in my mouth. A slurp rang out from around him, and I froze.

Shame threw me off so quickly, I would have dragged myself off him if he hadn’t been clutching me.

Was he going to point it out? Was he going to find it as embarrassing as I did?

“Do you like my cock so much that you’re fucking gobbling me down?” Brad’s question somehow made everything ten times hotter.

I didn’t think it was meant to be sexy, but seeing the gleam in Brad’s eye as he asked just made me want to do more to get him going. Even when he was being an asshole, I still wanted to give him everything I could.

“Have you…” he trailed off as he loosened his grip on my hair.

I looked up at him, pulling my mouth from his cock, still holding him in my hand. There was a spot of pre-cum on my lips, so I swiped it off with my tongue.

His eyes instantly widened, fixated on that exact spot, distracted again.

“What is it, Brad? Why did you stop me?”

It was like he came back into focus.

“Have you ever sucked anyone off before?” he asked breathlessly.

My brow creased and I glanced away from him, straight at the carpet under my knees.

My cheeks burned redder as the silence thickened between us. I was suddenly ready to escape again.

“You… You mean I’m your first?” he asked, his voice cracking in shock.

I looked up at him, trying not to choke on my tongue as I realized why he was asking.

“Yeah, Brad,” I replied with a hard stare. “You’re my first.”

Brad

Oh God.

Oh fuck.

Oh, my fucking God.

I was his first. I was his first fucking blow job. It was the first time he’d ever had a cock in his mouth, and it wasmine.

He’d never sucked on someone the way he had with me. No one had ever heard what slutty noises he made as he hungrily lowered onto me. His blush, his trembling hands, his cock tenting his jeans. No one had ever seen it before.

I cried out as his loud choking vibrated through my cock. He didn’t even have a proper grip on me. He was just taking me so hard because he wanted me so badly, no matter how much he lied about it.

I had to be careful not to ram my cock into his throat.

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