“You thought I wasn’t interested?”
He nodded and a thrill passed through me. It was a powerful feeling, knowing someone as incredible as Nick had been pining over me as much as I’d been doing the same for him.
“I tried really hard to hide how I felt,” I admitted. “But not anymore. I…I’m pretty crazy about you.”
“Then it looks like we’re in the same boat,” he whispered.
All this talk about feelings and kissing was turning me on even more. “Do you want me?” I asked. “Now?”
“Fuck, yes. But I have to admit, I haven’t been with anyone in a long time and I’m already ready to explode right now, just touching you.”
Oh my God that was so fucking hot!
“So you’re saying you want to come hard now, all over me, and then take the second round a little slower?” I teased. “Want to paint me?”
He groaned. “God, I knew it would be perfect with you. You like dirty talk?”
“Fuck yes,” I whispered. He made me feel so damn sexy. I felt a little bolder. “Do you want to know what else happens in my fantasies?” I asked, still teasing.
“Yes!”
I pulled away and stepped back, stroking myself in front of him, letting him watch me. His eyes were hungry and he reached for me, but I stepped back again and cupped my balls.
“You’re killing me, Evan.”
I smiled and came closer, pushing him back onto the sofa to stand between his knees. “The next thing you do in my fantasy is tell me to take off your clothes and then you tell me to suck your big hard cock,” I said, my voice low so he had to lean in a little to hear me.
He moaned again. I reached down and tugged at his boxers, and he lifted his ass to help me slide them off. I flung them across the room and got on my knees so I was level with his hard cock. His beautiful dick had thick curly dark hair at the base and I just couldn’t hold back. I leaned in and dipped my tongue into that bush and swirled it around. He tasted amazing and his scent filled my nostrils. I wanted more.
“Fuck!” he cried out.
God, this was so much better than my fantasies. I pulled back and looked at him. His eyes were dark, his face flushed. Knowing I was turning him on only made me braver. As I wrapped my hand around his rod, I licked the thick, spongy mushroom head of his cock and tasted that sweet and salty liquid. I needed moreand guided him between my lips, letting him pop into my mouth as my tongue licked and swirled everywhere.
“Yeah, just like that. Suck my cock,” he moaned.
His words drove me on as I slid him slowly back out between my lips and licked at the base of his steely shaft. He moaned again.
“Oh, yeah, lick my cock, baby. You know you want it. Show me you want my dick.”
His dirty talk spurred me on. Eagerly I slid my tongue up the underside, from the base to just below the tip, slowly, like I was licking an ice cream cone. My tongue swirled under the ridge of his bell-shaped head, then lapped at the cream oozing out the slit. I licked my way back down, making sure every inch of his cock was wet from my mouth, and stopped at his hairy balls. God, they were huge. So full of what I wanted inside me. I licked one of the orbs and slowly, carefully sucked it into my mouth, while my hand began pumping his hard cock, slick with my spit.
“Fuck! Oh, fuck, yeah,” he cried out as he pushed his body towards me, sliding his ass to the edge of the sofa. With his legs spread wide, he fisted both hands in my hair, guiding, holding tightly. I knew what he wanted and I let the sweet orb slip out of my mouth before I lifted up his balls and licked from under them, all the way back to his sexy little puckered hole.
I had never rimmed anyone, but something took control of me. Maybe it was his musky scent, or the taste of him on my tongue. Maybe it was his moaning or his hands entangled in my hair. Whatever it was, I’m just glad it happened. With both my hands, I pulled apart those sexy ass cheeks to give me greater access. He was waxed there and it only incited me further.
I leaned in and licked. Once. Twice. Again.
“Fuck! You are the hottest…oh, God!” he cried out.