Page 85 of Hiding Secrets

“Sorry, sir.”

I am not sorry one bit, I would do it again in a heartbeat.

The taste of him still lingers on my taste buds and they scream for more.

“Should I even give you more?”

“Yes.” I answer quickly, but he raises his brows to me. “Yes, sir.” I correct myself.

“There you go.” He lowers my neck back down so my knees land on the cold tiles again. His hold on my neck is still there as he takes his cock in his hand, stroking the length right in front of my face. “I guess I can use that pretty mouth of yours, since you want me to.”

My whole body lights up at his words.

Fuck yes, use me.

“Be a good boy, open that mouth.” I do as I’m told, loving when he walks me through what he wants. My mouth widens and my tongue sticks out, waiting for him. He gives his hard cock a couple more tugs before letting the tip glide down my tongue, hitting the back of my throat. “Wrap those lips around my cock.”

I close my lips around his length and he pumps into my mouth roughly, his hand moving from my throat to the back of my head. His fingers lace in my hair, then fist it tightly as he slams into the back of my throat. My eyes water and I gag around him, but itonly eggs him on to do it again. My watery eyes flow over and he smiles down at me, wiping them away with his other hand.

“You are fucking beautiful on your knees for me.” I moan around his cock at his praise, and he thrusts again as I hollow my cheeks to increase the suction. “You feel so fucking good.” he pulls out of my mouth with a loud pop. Spit connects from the tip to my mouth still.

He yanks my hair up, “Come here, pretty boy.” I quickly rise, his mouth consuming mine before I am stable on my feet.

His hand unfastens my jeans and zipper. I help to push them down, letting my throbbing dick free. Breaking the kiss he lifts his hand to my lips, “Spit.” He commands and I do as I’m told once again. Hunter smiles at my obedience and I shiver with anticipation. Lowering his hand he wraps it around the base of my cock, squeezing as he pumps it fast in his hold.

My eyes flutter closed, and my mouth parts as he strokes my dick roughly.

“Does that feel good?” His words are breathy as he watches pleasure take over me.

“Fuck yes, sir.”

He steps closer, sucking my bottom lip in his mouth, biting down and pulling it between his teeth. Another step closer, his hand in my hair pulls for me to look at him, the few inches he has on me making me look up to him.

“How about this?” He looks down between us and spits on to the tip of my cock, before grabbing his leaking dick and rubbinghis spit along the length of us. My brain glitches at the feeling of his skin on mine, making my knees buckle. “Yeah, I like this too.” He answers for me.

He holds us both in his hand, pumping with a tightening grip. I buckle my hips, not able to help the neediness.

“You can have it, fuck my hand and cock.” He presses his lip against mine, the force so strong it makes my body melt into his weight. Hunter’s chest is on mine as we both pump into his hand.

Ripping his lips from mine only for a moment, to tell me to spit on our cocks, I do, and the wetness only adds to the pleasure. Our tongues fighting for dominance as we brutally kiss each other. Our chests heave, the air between us is heavy and my head is swirling. He releases my mouth and I whine for his lips to return.

He smiles, letting his forehead land on my mine, “Eyes on me. Let me watch you coat our cocks with your cum.”

I groan, buckling into his hand harder.

“Cum for me, Marcus.” he growls at me, his own release close.

I lose myself in the rhythm, my balls tightening, my mouth gaping, and my eyes flutter as the feeling builds inside of me.

“Keep those eyes on me.”

I lock my gaze with his as the rush of pleasure rolls through me. My thrusts pause but Hunter keeps pumping his cock with mine as the hot stream of my release coats us both. I rest myself on the wall I am pinned to. Hunter finds his own climax, eyesstill locked with mine. I twitch in his hold as he pumps us both a few more times. I watch his face relax and his eyelids droop.

“Goddamnit, Marcus.” he kisses me gently now, “That was…”

I return my lips to his, not needing him to say anymore.

I want this moment to last forever.

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