Page 68 of Puck Shots
I reach up and tilt the showerhead away just as he grips my base and takes me into his mouth. His free hand sliding up the back of my leg until he’s gripping my ass tight as he swallows me deep into his throat.
“Holy shit,” I breathe, and he comes off for a moment just to shush me.
“Just like in the stacks, remember?” he whispers, and my mind flashes reminders of being pressed against a bookshelf as we jerked each other off, in a dark corner, my tongue fighting his for control the entire time, helping to keep my moans down. This is different. Better.
“I’ll try,” I whisper, but when he takes me again, I let out a soft whine before shoving the edge of my fist into my mouth to help restrain my sounds.
The way he surrounds me with his warmth and pressure, mixed with the slight brush of his teeth down my length, has my cock throbbing, edging closer and closer to climax. He slides the back of one hand up my inner leg, then on a deep thrust into his throat, he lifts my leg and loops it over his shoulder. I gripthe back of his head to help me steady myself, but when I go to pull my hand away, he holds it there, sliding his fingers between mine through his thick wet hair as he comes off and then pushes his mouth down so far I feel his throat wrap tight around my cock head before he comes back again.
“Oh, fuck,” I whisper, the sound of the water hopefully loud enough to cover my words, not that I have heard anyone come in, or would really. With Cosmo’s mouth around me, all my senses are focused on him. On the way the scratch of his chin brushes against the side of my leg. On the way his muscled back glistens under the stream of water, and the faint scent of the strawberry body wash lingers in the air. His breaths are heavy, coming in time with the thrusts of my cock in his throat.
Tangling my fingers in his hair, I pull him back, then bring him down again. I don’t see him grab the other bottle he dropped earlier or hear the cap open, but I feel his slick fingers sweep over my entrance. A rush of tingles spread through my body, and I can’t help but pull him to me faster, fucking his pretty mouth in time with every circle his fingers make teasing me.
He pushes one finger inside, and my fingers dig into his hair.
“Oh god,” I moan, and he slides it in and out, but I don’t move his head, I hold him there, my cock aching in his mouth as he sweeps his finger inside my entrance, then slides it out and circling the outer ring again. He mumbles something through a mouth full of my cock, and I feel him pull back. I let go of his hair so he can move freely, and gazing down at those big blue-gray eyes, he whispers, “You okay?”
I nod because I don’t trust my voice to come out quietly at all, and he grins.
“Do you want me to keep going?”
I nod again, and he holds my gaze as he recoats his fingers and returns to between my cheek, swirling them around my entrance. My leg over his shoulder gives him perfect access, andwhen he pushes two fingers inside me, I suck in a breath and let my head loll back, resting on the hard tile wall.
“That’s it, baby, you just let me make you feel good,” he whispers, probably too loud if I can hear him over the water, but I’m too far gone to care. He slides them in and out, twisting as he moves my cock leaking under his warm breath. I lower my head and find him still watching me, his hungry eyes locked on my face. He lifts my cock to his lips again, circling the crown with his tongue before sweeping up my slit.
“Urgh,” I groan, biting again on my fist to help silence me. He smirks, then when his fingers come out and move back in deep, he swallows me, too, and my knees almost buckle. Thankfully, my leg looped over his shoulder helps to keep me stable. He comes off me with a pop and looks up.
“Do you think you can reach that rail?” he asks, slipping his fingers free from my ass, and I follow his gaze to the long metal bars that run across the ceiling. They hold the heavy water pipes above the showers and run the length of the wall.
I reach up, my fingers curling over the cool black metal.
“Hold on to that,” he says, then in a surprising move, he takes me into his throat again before he lifts himself to raise my other leg from the floor, lopping it over his other shoulder so that my thighs wrap around his head. I let my ass dip a little, but then his hands are there, cupping my cheeks, and when his slick fingers push inside me again, he lifts my ass, burying me deep into his throat again. I link my feet behind him, letting my thighs open a little wider, and then when he lowers my ass down and removes his fingers slightly, I’m ready to help lift on the next thrust.
My back brushes against the cool tile, mixed with the heat of his mouth and the pressure of his fingers fucking my ass, every fiber of me is alight and edging closer and closer. My balls are tight, and I start pulling myself up faster.
His free hand has a hold of my ass cheek, spreading me open and helping pull me deep into his throat. The pressure builds, like lightning coursing through my body, firing all synapses looking for an exit, and when his fingers twist inside me and press against that perfect spot, my cock pulses in an explosion of rolling waves of pleasure. My heels dig into his back as I thrust forward over and over, fucking his face as my come spills over the sides of his perfect lips, fucking gorgeous stare locked on mine.
I lower one leg as he slides his fingers free. My cock slipping from his mouth. He holds my hips, helping me lower down as I release my grip from the bar above, my arms aching but not enough to stop me from reaching for him and helping him stand.
“Fuck, that was incredible,” I say, and he kisses me, the taste of me on his tongue. I grip his leaking hard cock and stroke him slowly as he moans into my mouth.
“My turn,” I say, dropping to my knees.
“I won’t take long,” he whispers just as we hear the door to the bathroom creak.
I bring one finger up to my lips and make a “Shh” motion and then, gripping his base, slide my tongue up his length. He bites his lower lip and pushes his hands out to press against either side of the shower stall, as if bracing him will help somehow.
I stroke him slowly again, circling his cock head with the tip of my tongue. Another shower turns on, and I watch him roll his eyes as he struggles to maintain control.
He mouths the word “tease,” and I pump my brows in reply before sucking him deep into my mouth. I wish I had the strength to tease him, but I don’t. I just had one of the best orgasms of my life, and the thought of making him wait even a moment longer to repay him for that pleasure is just out of the question. His eyes flutter closed, fingers curled against the side walls like he’s trying to dig them into the tile. His ass is clenchedtight as I palm his cheeks and blow him under the cover of running water.
It doesn’t take much for me to bring him to the edge. He was already three quarters the way there when I began. He’s joked before that he could come without even touching himself at all, just by making me come, and judging by the quick climax now, I actually think he might have been serious. The thought of trying out that theory, though, brings a new fire inside me, and my cock twitches. But it will have to wait for round two. If Luka wants to put a shoe on the door now, he better expect another one to go up the second he’s done.
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Cosmo
“Do you want mac and cheese?” Eli asks, grabbing one of the boxes from the pantry.
