Page 71 of What I've Tasted of Desire

“This morning.”

Alex raised an eyebrow. “You jerked off to pictures of me this morning?”

I shook my head. “No, I jerked off into your open mouth this morning.”

Alex’s eyes widened and he sat straight up in bed. “I knew I tasted cum, you son of a bitch!”

His words were vicious, but he was doing his best not to laugh.

I put my hand on the center of his chest and pushed him back down onto the pillow. “Shut up… like my jizz isn’t your favorite fucking flavor.”

Alex grinned and licked his lips as his stiff prick twitched between his legs. I slipped my fingers down under his sac and then into the split of his ass. Once I felt his hole, I tapped my index and middle finger against it, making a slapping noise as I felt him pucker.

“A rare delicacy,” he joked.

I moved away from his hole and wrapped my fingers around his dick. “I really don’t thinkrareis an accurate descriptor. You make me come, like, four times a day.”

Alex sighed and circled his hips on the mattress as I worked his dick lazily with my hand.

“You made yourself come this morning; you just said so. I was asleep and had nothing to do with it.”

I stopped stroking him, reached down, and flicked his left nut with my fingers. He instinctively bucked his hips down further into the mattress and yipped at the sharp sensation as a thick drop of clear liquid oozed from his slit.

I collected the drop on my finger and brought it to my tongue. Alex had closed his legs when I tapped him, so I used my hands to spread his thighs open again.

“You want another one?”

Without waiting for an answer, I flicked the right one even harder. Alex helped and bucked slightly off the bed, but didn’t try to close his legs again.

“Good boy. What would you like to do today, my love,” I asked. I picked his prick back up in my hand and stroked it.

“Um, I don’t know. I’m almost to the end of my book, so maybe I’ll finish that up today?”

“Hmm, is that your last one?”

I stuck my fingers into my mouth and wet the tips.

“Yeah, but I’ve only read them once. I still need to re-read them.”

I put my hand between his legs and circled his hole with my wet fingers.

“Do you want me to get you some more? I was gonna go into town for the farmer’s market this weekend anyway. You want me to stop by the bookstore?”

Alex let out a little moan, and half-closed his eyes as my fingers slipped into him.

“I don’t want you to have to make a special trip. You just got me those books last week. I feel bad.”

I pushed my fingers a little further into him and he sucked in a breath through his teeth.

“Don’t ever feel bad about anything. You want more books, I’ll get you more books. I’ll build you an entire private library.”

Alex was propped up on his elbows, looking down at me as I played with him. I pushed past my second knuckles and he closed his eyes and let his head loll back to hang between his shoulder blades.

“Is there anything specific you’d like me to look for?” I asked.

“Mmm… maybe a Dean Koontz? I haven't read one of his books in a while.”

“Sure. I’ll see what I can do,” I pumped my fingers in and out of him slowly, even strokes as I stroked his cock with my free hand. I was in no hurry, and neither was he. I casually pleasured Alex like this several times a day. I just couldn’t keep my hands off of him. He also had no problem initiating things… often.

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