Page 45 of Puck Shots
I sweep my fingers through my hair. “Oh fuck. See? You saying stuff like that’s just going to make me come sooner.”
“Just make sure you’re in my throat when you do.”
He grabs the waist of my jeans and pulls them down, my underwear going with them until they’re wedged under my balls, and he’s hovering over my leaking hard cock.
“Fucking perfect,” he says, gripping my base. He holds my stare as I grip the bedcover, and he runs his tongue up the length.
“Oh yeah,” I moan, and he circles my cockhead with his tongue, then swallows me deep into his throat. I white-knuckle the covers, hips rising to meet him as my toes begin to curl. The heat of his mouth, the suction, and swirl of his tongue combined has waves of electricity pulsing through my body.
“Fuck, Cos, oh god, that’s good.”
He sucks me deep, releasing briefly only to take me deep into his throat again. It tightens around my cock head, and my balls pull up tight. I can’t hold back anymore. I explode. His free hand slides under my ass and grips me tight, pulling me to him with every pulse of come, swallowing every drop until I soften slightly in his mouth.
“Did you come, as well, or can I taste you now, too?” I ask as he sits up, still straddling my legs.
“Stay there, I’ll come to you,” he says, and he stands on the bed, unzips his pants and shoves them all the way down. His perfect hard cock is glistening with precome, balls tight, shaven, and perfect, hovering above me.
“Are you just going to stand there teasing me with your perfect cock?” I ask.
“You think my cock is perfect?”
“Looks pretty perfect from here,” I say with a grin. “I might need a closer look though, just to be sure.”
“How close?” he asks, stepping out of the confines of his pants and moving up the bed.
“Close,” I say, reaching down and holding his ankles gently as he takes another step.
“How about this?” he asks, hands on hips, head turned to one side, chest puffed up like he’s some superhero posing for the camera.
“Still not close enough. My eyes aren’t very good, remember.” I chuckle.
“You’re wearing your glasses.”
“Yeah, but it’s an old prescription,” I say, and I slide my hands up the sides of his legs. “I want to be close enough to taste you.”
“Ohhh,” he says with a smirk, and then he lowers himself to his knees, straddling my shoulders with impressive flexibility, his balls hovering just above my chest, cock in perfect position.
“How about this?”
“Perfect,” I say and then bring my hands up, grab his ass, and lean in and suck his cockhead into my mouth.
“Oh, fuck, Eli,” he groans, and I squeeze his ass, pulling him forward and deeper into my throat. His salty precome makes me want more, more of his cock, more of his taste. I want him to fuck my mouth harder, faster, but I also want this to be good for him.
I pull him against me, forcing his cock deep into my throat. I make sure to stay relaxed, keeping my throat open and swallowing a little when his cock head is deep enough that it pulls on him and he groans louder, gripping the bed head behind me.
“Oh god. I’m not going to last long if you keep doing that. “
He pushes back, withdrawing almost all the way, and I take the opportunity to circle his cockhead with my tongue.
“Fuck, Eli. Fucking hell, that’s so good.”
“Mmhmm,” I replied, pulling him deep again.
I peer up through my lashes just as he lowers his head and lets out a whine, watching me suck him deep into my throat again. Little noises and gasps coming from him with every thrust. When it looked like he was too close, I pull off and turn my headand my attention to his balls for a moment, sucking one softly into my mouth before swiping my tongue up his length and taking him again. The delicious sound of his moan urging me on.
“Don’t tease me like that again,” he groans, but that makes me only want to do it more.
My wet dream of us together doesn’t compare to actually having him, and I will do everything I can to make this last as long as possible. I come off again, and he whines.
