“Fu-ck,” I breathe, unable to contain the guttural groan. “You’ve never done this before?”
My dick pops free of his mouth. “Nope.” Then he’s sucking me again, swallowing me down his throat, and my head falls back and hits the wall.
“God, do that again,” I grind out. “Swallow me, you dirty boy.”
His chuckle vibrates all the way up my spine. My dick slips from his lips, just as the fingers gripping my ass move and slide over my back hole.
“I’m going to take you here,” he grinds out. “Soon, I’m going to fuck this tight ass while our girls fuck you.”
The image sends fire through my veins. My cock throbs at the thought of him taking me there. Of our girls riding me while he fucks me. Something flares inside me. Some fiery thing that verges on meanness. I’m not sure where it comes from, but I slap his cheek like he slapped mine. Breaker stills, our eyes colliding.
I’m pushing him, I know, but fuck, this feels good. Testing him, his boundaries, seeing how far I can go, like he constantly does with me.
Like he is right now.
“I didn’t say stop, naughty boy. Fuck your hand and suck my cock like a good boy,” I order. The corner of his lip quirks, and he feeds my cock back into his mouth but doesn’t move his hand. I let out a moan that barely sounds human as he sucks. “That’s it. Now, fuck your hand like you’d fuck my face.”
Like he can’t help but be in charge, he ignores my command, and grips my ass tighter, letting his finger press into my hole. But with his other hand, he releases my cock and strokes himself harder than before. Faster. I keep one hand onhis head, guiding his movements as I slowly fuck his mouth, and my other hand slips around and encloses over the one gripping my ass. He keeps his eyes on me as I let him move his finger over my exit again, feeling him push harder and harder until his fingertip slips just barely in.
“Fuck that’s good,” I pant. “You’re a fucking beautiful, filthy boy on your knees, with your cheeks hollowed out, sucking my cock, desperate for my cum.”
I grip the back of his head and ram forward. His nose hits my stomach, and he gags. I let him go, and my cock pops free of his mouth as he chokes. As payback, he drives his finger into my asshole, and my knees give.
He glares up at me. “I should fuck this ass raw right now for that.”
My grin is devilish. “Maybe I should fuck yours.”
He drives his finger in deeper and angles it just right. Pleasure curls up my spine, my balls drawing up tight.
“Shit,” I hiss, nearly blacking out from the sensation. My cock throbs, and my grip on his head digs deeper. “If you’re going to do that, then keep sucking.”
“Icontrol this,” he grates and sucks me back in.
“Not when you’re on your knees,” I grind out.
Breaker drives his finger in and out as he continues to suck, like he’s done this before. Every sound I make has him stroking himself harder, groaning around my cock. He hungrily sucks and licks, using his tongue under my shaft, matching the rhythm of his finger in my ass.
“You’re fucking perfection,” I grind out, thrusting into his greedy mouth. “God, I love you.”
The words spill out of me unchecked. They seem to ignite something in him. Some primitive desire that has him pumping himself harder. Allowing me to fuck his face as he pumps his hand.
“Come on, greedy boy,” I grate, thrusting wildly, barely able to contain this feeling building inside me. “Suck me harder.”
That coiled-up feeling bursts free suddenly. I hear him choke, feel him swallow, but the world disappears, turning dark but so full of light, I drown in the brilliance of it. My knees buckle. I’m barely aware of anything other than my hands cupping his jaw, his tongue lapping at my slit, lips gently sucking the tip, eating my cum. Of my body sagging against the wall, knees bent, his large hand flat against my abs like he’s holding me upright. How he’s still driving his finger in and out of my back hole.
I open my eyes to find him dragging his hand up and down my shaft, pumping me through my release. My knees give and I drop before him and pull his mouth to me. Hot water sprays over my back. His cock slips over my stomach. He starts pumping his cock, rough and hard, then heat explodes across my stomach and he groans into my mouth.
I trail kisses along his cheek, to his eyes, pulling him closer so our chests smash together, slicking through the water and cum on my stomach. My skin’s on fire, bright and alive. My chest full. My heart nearly bursting.
“Fuck,” he moans, dropping his head to my shoulder. “Was that okay?”
My laugh makes him pull back and look at my face. “Perfect,mo chridhe.” I press my lips to his, savoring the heat and sultry feel of him before I say, “Any better and I’d have to put Striker in second place.”
His teeth gnash together, brows knitting, and he shoves me away. My laughter makes his jaw pop as he plants a hand on the wall and stands, but I catch a hint of a smile. “You’re such a dick.”
I grip his waist and use him to help me pull myself up, letting my body drag along his. My teeth graze along his collarbone. “And now you’re a cocksucker.”
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