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Derek looked up at Carl for a second and then slowly moved his face toward his dick. He could see a bead of precum was beginning to well up on the head. Cum—that was something Derek would have to get used to.Here goes nothing.
Derek took the head of Carl’s dick into his mouth, the salty taste of his skin mixing with his precum. The taste was … exactly how it smelled. Not great. Not terrible but not great. Still, Derek heard Carl’s sharp intake of breath as he was engulfed, so Derek figured he did something right.
Carl did his best to respond to his emails, but it was a little hard to ignore the fact that there was a mouth on his dick. Still, this was more about the principle than the act. It didn’t matter what Carl was doing on his phone—if he wanted his sub on his knees sucking dick, then he would be on his knees sucking dick.
And suck dick he did or at least he tried. He held Carl’s dick in place with his hand, feeling every twitch and pulse as he worked. It did not take long for his jaw to tire, something Carl had anticipated. Derek bobbed his head up and down on Carl’s dick, only managing to take in the first few inches and not even attempting to take it farther into his throat. It was no matter. In due time, Carl would be teaching Derek to enthusiastically and willingly take his dick however Carl wanted.
Carl watched Derek out of the corner of his eye as he read through some news articles. He waited for the telltale signs of his jaw getting tired, wanting to push him just a little further than was comfortable. To his credit, Derek did not complain once, only switching his hand part way through as he adjusted his weight on his knees. Carl had to admit he was dedicated. Time to ease up.
“Good boy.” Carl gently patted Derek on the head before pushing him back from his cock. Only for a second though, before Carl pulled him back into his balls. “Work those nuts.”
Derek never imagined he’d be thankful to have his face shoved into a guy’s balls, but here he was. Sucking dick was no joke. Derek really underestimated Cory’s skills there. He was nowhere near close to getting Carl off. Derek happily lapped and sucked at Carl’s full nuts, happy to let his jaw rest.
“Good boy,” Carl gritted as he felt Derek’s warm tongue against his balls, gripping his dick and starting to stroke.
Wouldn’t take him too long now. Carllovedhaving his balls played with—all things Derek would learn in due time. He heldDerek’s face against his crotch by his hair, leaving him enough room to breathe but not letting him pull away.
Derek continued to lap and suck at Carl’s nuts as the hand in his hair held him in place. His cock was fully hard now, whether it was from the energy or the act Derek didn’t know, but he wasn’t going to question it. He gripped his own cock through his shorts and squeezed, groaning against Carl’s skin.
“Hands off your dick, boy,” Carl growled. “I didn’t tell you to touch yourself, did I?”
Derek’s hand shot away from his dick at the sudden order. Okay,thatdefinitely made his dick twitch. Seemed like Derek was going to learn a whole lot of new things about himself. He planted both hands on Carl’s thighs as he continued to lap at the man’s nuts as he steadily stroked his cock above. Suddenly, Derek’s head was pushed back, Carl moving to a standing position above him. Oh fuck, he was gonna blow.
“Open your mouth, boy,” Carl ordered with a grunt. “And close your eyes, or this might burn.”
Derek only had a second to prepare before he was on the receiving end of his first facial. Derek felt Carl’s load splash across his face, landing across the bridge of his nose and eyebrow. The second shot was lower, mostly across his lips and in his mouth. Derek nearly gagged from the abrupt and unexpected taste and texture. He didn’t have a chance though, because shots three, four, and five soon followed, continuing to coat his face and fill his mouth as Carl breathed heavily above him. Eyes squeezed shut, Derek could feel Carl shake the last few drops from his cock onto Derek’s face before sitting back down, finished using his new boy for the first time.
“Swallow,” Carl ordered, seeing the way Derek was still holding some of his load in his mouth. “My boys don’t spit.”
Derek had been trying to not even breathe through his nose to avoid tasting the fresh load in his mouth.So much for that,Derek figured. He forced himself to swallow, the taste again a strange bitter saltiness that wasn’t quite bad and wasn’t quite good. He could still feel the wet cum on his face, afraid to open his eyes lest some get in.
“Good boy. Hold still.” Derek felt Carl hold his face in place, using a paper towel to wipe some of his face clean. “Safe to open now.”
Derek hesitantly opened his eyes, safe from any stray cum. He looked up and saw Carl smiling down at him warmly, messy paper towel still in hand. His cock was still hard, and he used the paper towel to wipe some cum still dripping from the tip.
“Not bad for your first time.”
“Thank you, sir.” Oof, his jaw was going to be sore later. “That was … different.”
“Did you enjoy it?” Carl asked, curious.
“Yes.” Derek couldn’t exactly ignore the hard dick in his pants. Neither did Carl, who prodded it with his feet.
“I can see that.” Carl held out a hand to help Derek to his feet. “So, still want to go through with training?”
“Yes, sir, absolutely.” If anything, Derek was only more sure of himself now.
“Guess we have some work to do then, boy.” Carl sighed, but smiled. “Let’s get to it.”
Chapter 14
“You seem happier.”
“I am happier,” Cory told Stephanie as the two walked into the convenience store. They had been killing time until the rest of school got out.
“You’re not still sad or angry about…?” Stephanie trailed off, letting the question hang in the air.
“What happened with Derek and Nic sucked. A lot.” Cory did miss them, both as his best friends and in other moreintimateways, but with his newfound self-confidence, Cory wasn’t going to second guess himself. “But I’m not gonna sit around and mope about it. I’ve got better things to do.”
