Donovan
Idon’t givemyself time to wrap my head around the fact that I just got a blowjob from Eric. It was all the things, too many things to consider, but right now, I really need to know what it’s like to have him in my mouth.
Eric flops onto his back beside me. His pale cock is flushed red and leaking. “Probably not gonna give my best performance. I’m not gonna last long. I almost came just from sucking you off. I’ll show off my stamina next time.”
“Can I finger you?” Now that I know Eric is into ass play, because ofme, it’s basically impossible to think of anything other than what it would be like to feel him from the inside.
“Fuck yes. I’ve always been curious about someone else doing that. I felt nervous about asking women, ya know?”
“Actually, no. Never been with a woman, remember?” I tease.
“Can I have like two seconds? I just want to freshen up,” he says, and I nod. Eric likely doesn’t know his body as well as I do mine. I take fiber daily and planned for this possibility. He wouldn’t have thought of that.
“Of course.” It’s not like this isn’t something I’m used to.
Eric hobbles on his boot to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. My head spins the whole time he’s gone, thinking about the fact that Eric just swallowed my cum and now I’m about to do the same to him.
He’s back faster than I anticipated, or maybe I was so lost in thought, I didn’t notice. But before I realize it, Eric is falling back to the bed and saying, “Suck me, D. I’m dying here.”
My body tingles hearing that from him, and yeah, what is taking me so long?
I grab the lube because I do want to make sure this is good for him, slick my fingers up, and then reach down, playing with his hole as I lower my mouth to his cock. He’s gone soft, but it doesn’t take me long to get him hard again, rubbing his rim and licking his dick.
I’m proud of the fact that I’m good at this. I love to bring a guy off with my mouth, love the feeling of power I get from it, but I want it to be even better for Eric. I want mine to be the best mouth that’s ever been on his cock, that no other blowjob would compare. I need him to remember it when this is over and we stop messing around.
Which is so unlike me and maybe a bit of a dick move, but I can’t help it.
I take him all the way to the back of my throat, swallow around his head and hum.
“Oh fuck,” Eric cries out, and I pull off some, then do it again and again and again, sucking him as far back as I can, lips stretched around his girth, while I work my finger into his ass.
My mind replays Eric’sOh fuck, followed by thinking,He’s so tightandI can’t believe I’m doing this to Eric.
I slide my finger in and out of him, remember what he said about his balls earlier, so I pull off and give them some attention, licking and sucking, tasting sweat and inhaling his intoxicating scent, while I savor all of Eric that I can.
I really need him to come in my mouth, though…like soon. The thought of Eric spilling down my throat is like a high I never knew I craved.
I continue to slide my finger in and out of his ass, brushing against his prostate and feeling him shiver. “Can you fuck my mouth like this?” I don’t know if it would be awkward for him because of his boot.
“I would still find a way to do that if I was on my deathbed. If you’re offering, there’s not a chance in hell I’m not taking you up on it. I want to stand and do it, though. Will you get on your knees for me, D?”
Aaaaand here we are, at the hottest moment of my life, ladies and gentlemen.
“Yes. Fuck yes. If that’s not too much for you.”
“I’d cut my foot off if I had to…which clearly wouldn’t make it easier, but you know what I mean.”
I chuckle. There has never been a person in the world who can make me laugh the way Eric can.
“I’ll make you come with my finger in your ass next time.” If he can usenext time, that means I can too, right?
“Bet,” Eric replies, and I climb off the bed and slide straight down to my knees.
“Fuck. My husband is so hot. I can’t believe we’re doing this.” Eric moves to stand in front of me, his dick pointing out at me.
I immediately lean in, bury my face in his pubes, and inhale until I’m nearly drowning in his heady scent.
“You like that?” he asks.