Page 33 of Strictly Curious
Once my foot was completely free of the bandage, Garrett lifted my leg further. He kissed my ankle which felt surprisingly tender now that it was exposed.
“You should have asked for help.” He gently set my foot down before standing in front of me. My dick twitched at his proximity but I didn’t think he came in here for that.
“You were sleeping, and you’ve done enough,” I explained.
Garrett shrugged before dipping beneath the spray of the shower. His curls plastered to his head, and I swallowed as the water cascaded down his hard body. He squinted his eyes open to watch me as I stood, unable to move closer.
I yelped when Garrett suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me under the spray with him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and buried his face in my neck. I stood for a moment, not really sure what to do before closing my arms around him.
As the water ran down our bodies, it didn’t take long before I felt the soft press of Garrett’s lips against my neck, and I tilted my head to the side to give him better access. The rumble of his hum of approval worked its way across my skin and I shivered at the sensation.
Garrett worked his way up my neck, and over my chin before settling at my lips. I met his kisses with enthusiasm. Of all the years we’d been together I never thought I’d get so much out of kissing my stepbrother but I needed his lips on me like I needed my next breath.
The slick muscle of his tongue sought entrance to my mouth, and I granted it willingly. My own mouth warring for dominance. We broke apart briefly, gasping for breaths, and I was suddenly desperate for him. Desperate for something more. Desperate for his mouth wrapped around me, licking me. Maybe even for something we hadn’t tried yet.
“Gar?” I managed to get out between staggered kisses.
It was like he didn’t hear me as he dove back in, sealing his mouth over mine. I had to shove him back to get him to look at me as confusion flashed across his features.
“Gar, I want more.” To prove my point and eagerness, I ground my wet, hard erection against his, leaving no room for doubt. Belatedly, I thought it was odd to find myself in the shower with him. With no actual idea where this was headed, the memory of something I’d tried to do before and what I’d pictured that first time I’d caught him popped into my head.
“More of what?” His tone was firm, making it clear that I had to spell it out. That I was taking the lead this time.
“I want to try…” My face grew hot as I struggled to form the words. God, it was embarrassing that I couldn’t voice exactly what I wanted. I’d told him before. Told him I’d thought about it, and had gotten off to the idea of it.
Garrett tilted his head to the side with raised eyebrows as he chewed his bottom lip. He was amused by my fumbling, knowing exactly what I was asking.
“What exactly do you want to try, Ty?” My face was an inferno with his teasing tone. It wasn’t as if I had experience asking for what I wanted regarding sex. With the combined heat of the shower and my embarrassment, I was probably pretty pink at this point. Instead of giving him a direct answer, a moment of bravery took over, and I sank to my knees instead.
All traces of humor vanished from his face the second he realized what I was doing. Maybe it was weird to do this after the situation with Toby yesterday, but fuck that. I could outdo Toby. I wanted to prove to Garrett I was better than his fuck-buddy.
“You don’t…”
“Yes, Garrett, I do. I didn’t get to try it properly last time.” Further emboldened, I rested my hand on one of his thick thighs and then wrapped my hand around the base of his cock. It was hot and hard in my hand with veins protruding along his length, and it made my mouth water. Never had I thought the idea of putting a guy’s dick in my mouth would be mouth-watering, much less my stepbrother’s.
My confidence suddenly plummeted when I realized I had no fucking clue what I was doing. I’d never done this before and I’d never had it done to me. I hadn’t seen much of what Toby had been doing to Garrett and I had struggled to watch with that one porn video.
“Ty?”
Garrett’s question snapped me from my thoughts. The aimless staring at his dick was probably disconcerting. Basic mechanics right? Tongue, lips, suction? Make sure not to use your teeth?
Going on pure instinct, I leaned forward and ran my tongue from the base of his cock to the tip, dipping into the slit. I pulled away and looked at him, seeing Garrett slack-jawed and staring at me in awe.
“Did I do it wrong?” I asked, suddenly feeling self-conscious again.
“God, no. I don’t think you can really do it wrong.”
My face set on fire again as I nodded at his praise. I stared down at his impressive dick again and debated my plan of attack. How was I going to fit this thing in my mouth? Suddenly the gagging I’d heard made so much sense. And maybe I needed to stop thinking about Garrett having sex with other people. This was about the two of us.
I angled him closer to my face, opening my mouth and sticking out my tongue. The head of his dick was round, bulbous, and shiny. I rested it against my tongue, rolling it for a moment before sealing my lips around him. He grunted at the abrupt change as I gently sucked and then pulled more of him into my mouth.
The taste was different and strange, but not unwelcome. It wasn’t the same shock as when he’d come on my face back at the campgrounds. He was tangy and sharp. I was instantly addicted and wanted to keep sampling his flavor.
I ran my tongue around the head, humming as I savored him. Garrett groaned as his fingers loosely worked their way into my hair. I took it as a sign that I was doing this right. It felt right. And I wanted more.
Garrett’s thigh flexed under my palm as I attempted to sink lower on his length. I soon realized that this would take practice and that my gag reflex sucked. I instantly choked and had to pull back.
My eyes flicked up to meet his as I sat panting. Water continued to pour out of the shower head, and it made it hard for me to look up.
