Page 47 of Beau Pair
Beau
Before I even open my eyes, I gasp. I’m hard as rock. And when I do open them, I see none other than Gordon swallowing my cock, delicately and hungrily at the same time.
“Professor! What are you doing?” I tease.
He looks up at me, concern going through his eyes, and for a moment, I consider torturing him, but I can’t find it in me. He’s just too fucking adorable to do that to him. And sexy.
Especially those blue eyes piercing through me.
“You said you loved waking up to blowjobs. I-I can stop,” he says.
I use both hands to keep his head in place and try to scowl, but I just woke up, so how successful I am is questionable.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” I tell him, and the worry dissolves from his face, replaced by his sexy, kinky smile.
He returns his attention to sucking me, now with more fire, and I sit back watching him. He’s so gorgeous when he’s sucking me. No, scratch that. He’s so gorgeous, full stop. But especially so when he’s naked and horny like me and looks at me with needy puppy eyes.
I can’t resist him even if I wanted to.
“It’s not fair you get to have all the fun, though,” I tell him, and he stops for a second to glance at me. “Turn around so I can have some fun too.”
He grins and pulls the sheet off of him. He crawls around in bed and gives me a full view of both his ass and dick, and I feel spoiled for choice. I don’t know what to start with.
I start with his cock. It needs some attention first. Mainly because my mouth misses its shape, size, and taste and, boy, do I need some of its taste down my throat. As I take him in my mouth, he shudders, and he, in turn, swallows me deeper. So much deeper that I have to arch my back and stay still so I don’t ruin the fun before it even starts.
I start small, licking his slit, which is already leaking precum, and tasting all of it. It’s so fucking good. Like the gods’ ambrosia. If I was only ever allowed to eat one thing for the rest of my life, I’d have a hard time deciding between his cum and his precum. Nothing else competes with his flavor.
He uses his fingers to jerk me off and rests my tip on his tongue, and if he keeps that up, there’d be no fun at all. Although, admittedly, I have no problem getting hard with him after coming. It’s like he’s got a magic touch that can make me horny on demand. Wouldn’t that be quite the superpower?
Without warning, he takes me all the way into his mouth and presses his nose down to my balls until he has to come back up for air. Then does it again. And again.
I move my attention to his balls. He’s shaved since the first time we did the deed, so they’re smooth and inviting. I take them in my mouth and pull. Gordon stops sucking me for a second and lets a groan out so loud I’m afraid it will wake up Elsie.
After I take care of his balls, I lick my way to his crease and bury my face in it. He smells clean and fresh and that makes me even hornier. A man who looks after his ass as much as his dick. Although, if you ever met most of the men I dated, you wouldn’t know they looked after their own body.
There’s nothing more unappetizing than waiting for a hookup and him wanting you to lick his ass and you have to say you don’t like eating ass because… well, I’ll spare you the details.
Gordon has no such issues.
And I have no problem eating his ass any time of the day. Eating, fingering… I haven’t got to fucking it yet, but we’ll get there.
I reach for the lube that’s now got a permanent place on the bedside table, instead of being buried in a drawer, and squirt some on my fingers. The bottle says it’s safe for ingestion, but it tastes like spiced water, ie. not good. I have yet to introduce Gordon to flavored lube, and I think it’s high time.
I dab the lube on my fingers and then rub some over his hole before inserting the first finger and easing it all the way in. Gordon groans again, but this time he doesn’t stop sucking me.
Good boy. He’s learning.
I add another finger and push in. I pull out and repeat until I touch his prostate, and I keep going while Gordon is trying to stay unaffected. His cock twitches on my chest and I don’t want to miss any more of its spoils, so I put it back in my mouth and try to both suck him and fuck him at the same time.
This stuff is hard, but it doesn’t mean I’m not successful.
He spills his seed in my mouth, and I keep fingering him until I’m all spent too, and boy, do I feel dirty and clean all the same.
When I look at the bedside clock, I find out it’s only seven in the morning.
Gordon turns around and lies next to me, draping one arm over my stomach and planting a kiss on my lips.
“That was heaven,” he says, and collapses on the pillow next to me.
