Page 37 of All in December
“Put the tip in your mouth and taste me with your tongue, see how that feels.”
He does just that, wrapping his lips around my cock, and goddamn, is that a sight to see. He looks so good with his lips stretched around me, looking up at me with desperate eyes that are pleading for direction and praise.
“So good, baby. Give me a suck… Yes, just like that,” I praise as he does what I tell him. “Now, try to take me deeper, suck my shaft, lick m?—”
I cut myself off because, oh my god, he’s going for it, and it feels incredible. His wet mouth wraps snugly around me, his hand joining at the base as he twists his wrist where he can’t fit yet. If this first attempt is any indication, I’ve got no doubt he’ll be able to deep-throat me soon.
“Jesus. You suck my cock so good.”
His face breaks out in a smile, as well as he can around me, and he moves with more intensity.
He’s not holding back at all. He’s mimicking my movements, palming my balls, swirling his tongue around the tip, licking and sucking with so much enthusiasm. It feels like he’s been waiting his whole life for this experience.
“So good, Cay.”
He bobs his head up and down, gagging a little as he tries to go deeper.
“How do you take more?” he asks me, so innocently, even as he wipes the spit from his mouth with the back of his free hand.
“With practice, you’ll learn how to breathe through your nose and relax your throat more, but you’re already doing so well,” I praise. “I’m already so close.”
His mouth quickly moves back to join his hand that hasn’t stopped stroking me. He flicks his tongue, swallows, and when he looks up at me and makes eye contact, I’m done for.
“Gonna… come,” I tell him, trying to give him enough time. “Pull off,” I manage to get out.
He pops off my dick, then leans over while he’s still stroking me, mouth open and tongue out. The sight pushes me over the edge as I come all over his lips and tongue. A few pulses land on his throat and cheek.
“Holy fucking shit,” I breathe out. “Holy fucking shit, baby. I can’t believe you just did that. That was so hot.”
“I’ve always wanted to try that.” He smiles as he licks his lips and swallows my cum, cheeks burning red at his admission, and I am scrambling to pull him into me.
I wrap my arms around him and lick my cum off his cheeks and throat as he laughs and squirms in my arms.There’s so much joy in the room. For a split second I worry we’ll wake the kids with how playful we’re being.
“Nash!” he squeals, and I laugh. Keeping him in my arms, I kiss him all over—his cheeks, his lips, his neck, his forehead—because I’m in complete awe of him in this moment. “You’re so amazing.”
He pulls back slightly. “Was that okay? Too much?” he asks. Once again, it’s shy, and I sense a hint of self-doubt over what he just did.
“No, you were perfect. How was it for you? Was it everything you hoped it would be?”
His cheeks somehow grow redder and he nods. “It was amazing. I’ve fantasized about that so much. I… I’ve always thought I’d enjoy giving head, but with you, it was so much better than anything I imagined.”
I groan at that. “How are you real?” I ask, because I truly don’t get it. He’s perfect for me. “Your mouth felt so good. I want to explore all your fantasies with you.”
He gulps, looking down, and I reach out to tip his chin up.
“Hey, I mean that. Anything you want, I want to give you.”
He nods. “Thank you. I just… I’m trying to wrap my head around being able to finally let myself have what I’ve wanted for so long.”
“I’ll give you anything you want. Anything.”
He nods against me, and we lie there in the quiet for a few minutes, our bodies tangled together, until I push up.
“Alright, let’s clean up before bed. We’ve got kids who could barge in at any time.”
He groans, and it’s adorable, but he lets me help him up. As soon as he’s upright, I kiss him before walking over to the door to make sure the coast is clear. I tug him down the halltoward the one shared bathroom in the cabin, and I forgot how much fun sneaking around trying not to get caught is… except it’d be my kids catching their parent.
Thankfully, we make it into the bathroom without being seen, and I turn on the water, waiting for it to get hot. As soon as it’s the right temperature, I turn to Caleb. “After you, baby.”
