Page 66 of The Bro Pact
That earns me a small smile. “Sorry for being a buzzkill and a turnoff,” he says with a self-deprecating edge that just won’t do.
I cup his cheek once again, this time running my thumb along his plump bottom lip. “Never.Now, come here.”
Kyle crawls back up my body, and I kiss him tenderly and deeply, showing him that anything he ever does could never be wrong. Could never be bad.
With a new confidence instilled in him, he travels back down, staring at my cock for a moment before he wraps his warm hand around my shaft, licking me from balls to tip.
Fuuuuck.
“Incredible,” I whisper encouragingly as he starts to suck on my cockhead and lick at the slit. He takes more in, sucking me harder. “That’s it. Just like that, baby.”
The endearment slips out, and I worry Kyle’s going to freak and pull away, but he does the opposite and suddenly pushes his head further down, nearly deep-throating me.
I suck in a sharp breath of air, letting it out as a strangled groan.
Kyle triggers his gag reflex and chokes, pulling off so he can cough.
I can’t deny the twisted part of me that likes the sound of him choking on my cock.
He dives right back in, licking and sucking on the top half only.
“Fuck, Ky. Your mouth feels divine. Use your hand, too, baby. I’m ’bout to come.” Something about coaching Kyle in the bedroom gets me really, really hot.
He grips the base of my shaft, squeezing tightly while licking at the head.
“Yes. Just like that. Feels so good,” I murmur, whispering positive affirmations to him.
He lets one hand wander, traveling up my stomach and over my chest to my nipple where he starts to flick the little bud and tug at the barbell through it.
Kyle never once stops sucking and pumping me. It’s overwhelming in the best possible way, and the sound I make is worse than the one I made when his fingers slid into my ass and milked me for the first time.
He releases my nipple, but his hand continues roaming, gripping my hip along my Adonis belt. Squeezing firmly, he holds me down so that I can’t move while his cheeks hollow out and he sucks me harder.
“Ky,” I whine, gripping the sheets before I lose control.
He suddenly pops off, his tongue traveling along the deep groove that leads to my balls. “Bend your knees and pull your legs back for me,” he whispers, just as out of breath as I am.
Holy hell is this hot.
I obey, taking a deep breath and trying to relax as much as I can while fully exposed.
“Can I try something again?” he asks somewhat hesitantly, like he’s unsure how I’ll react.
“Anything.Do anything you want to me.Fuck, Ky.You’re killing me here. You know patience isn’t my strong suit.”
Kyle chuckles before lowering his head.
I close my eyes in anticipation and moan loudly when I feel something soft, firm, andwettease my crease and lick my hole.
My body jolts like it’s an automatic response.
Big hands reach up, squeezing my cheeks and massaging them possessively. He continues to circle his tongue around my rim, teasing me until he finally stiffens it, probing at my hole relentlessly.
I start to relax, loosening up enough to allow Kyle’s tongue to slip in.
“Fuck!” I shout, panting heavily as unfamiliar sensations rush through me. “Yes, baby, yes!Give me more.”
The feeling of his wet, slippery tongue moving around inside my ass andlickingis so fucking foreign that my dick is harder than it’s ever been with a girl.
