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Seeing his reaction to the scratch of my beard on his skin tease him, I touched his cock with it, and as I went lower on him, I licked with the tip of my tongue until I reached his balls. He’d nearly squeezed all the life from his teddy when I stopped.

“You like it?”

“Again.”

“Remember those magic words,” I told him.

“Pretty please.”

“It doesn’t have to be pretty.”

“This one does,” he giggled. “Please.”

Back to his cock, I kissed the length of his shaft to his balls, feeling it throb and his balls move against my lips. He was now in the same position I was earlier, if I went any further, he’dprobably blow his load, and I hadn’t even really done anything yet.

“There’s one more place you haven’t kissed,” he said.

“Oh, I’m saving that.” My hands at his ass, I pulled at his cheeks and tugged him along the blanket, closer to me as I knelt. “For right now.” Head first, I went into his ass, picking him from his hips to push his ass into the air and meet me halfway.

I was in heaven, devouring his hole in the rhythm of his moans.

There was no more waiting for either of us. I grabbed a condom from the pack. “They say average, I hope they fit.”

“I’ve seen people put them over their heads,” he giggled, reaching out and grabbing my cock. “Unless you’re bigger than a head.”

“An inflated ego, perhaps.” I knew they’d fit, I wasn’t slinging around a lot of meat. It was thick.

Sliding the condom over my cock, Tommy hooked his arms under his knees, pulling them back to his chest. The bruising on show from his thighs brought out the sweeter side of me, potentially what had started this entire thing. I stroked them again with both hands as I pushed my hips and bouncing cock toward him, in search of his ass.

“Gentle,” he reminded me.

Gentle was the speed I was most comfortable with. I teased his hole first with a finger, and then two, he was already begging me to fuck him at that point. I didn’t want it to hurt, and I was trying my best to stretch him out before going in. A lesson he really needed to learn.

The tip, followed by more of the tip until it was at the largest width. His mouth wide and his tongue pressed to the roof of his mouth, almost holding in the moans. I couldn’t let that happen. I needed to hear them. I needed him to be as loud as he could.

Tommy’s moans were reserved, right up until I was balls deep and laid across him with my tongue in his mouth, forcing him to let me swallow his moans. Wrapping myself in his warm body, we turned, almost knocking the stick at one side of us. Thankfully, the structure was well made. He sat upright and reenacted the motions from earlier where he was hip thrusting on me, back and forth as I kept my hands on his waist, my fingers digging into the dips of his back and hips.

“Good boy,” I said, and he bared down on me, knees in the duvet at my sides, really riding me. I wondered if he’d learned anything from the horse riding lesson. And it turned out he had. Forgoing the pain he must’ve felt in his thighs, he continuing to bear down and ride me, right up until he came.

It happened fast. He reached for his cock in an attempt to stop it. A finger over his tip forced the cum to shoot out across my body. And his hole clenched tight around my cock. He stopped, both hands outstretched, showing me cum. But I hadn’t. I hiked my knees up, forcing him forward onto me, his chest on mine, sharing in the mess he’d created.

I thrust against the tightness of his puckered hole.

“Cum Daddy,” he said.

And I did. I filled the condom up inside him. Two words triggered a full fizzle through my body. My skin was on fire. Electricity zapped between us.

I couldn’t pull myself out of him. I didn’t want to even move, and neither did he. Resting his head on my chest as he played with my nipple. I’d never been overwhelmed on a sensory level before. It was strange to have all these things happening at once. My cock continued to throb inside him, already giving as much cum as it could.

“I don’t want to move,” he whispered.

“Me either,” I said back, stroking a hand through his sweaty hair.

The truth was, we didn’t have to move. We could’ve stayed like this until we grew uncomfortable. My cock wasn’t going to stay hard the entire time, and the cum on our skin would begin to dry and feel awful.

“We should probably shower,” I told him. “Before the storm hits. We might lose power.”

He grunted slightly as my cock came out of his ass. “Shower together?”

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