I moved slowly, swirling my tongue around his girth, getting used to the feel and taste of having a cock in my mouth. Of havinghiscock in my mouth. David would be jealous, I thought, then frowned. He had no place in my brain, especially not while I was with Colin like this. I cleared my throat and Colin muttered a curse under his breath, drawing his hips back to give me some air.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Better than.”
“You’re going to make me come embarrassingly quick.” He brushed my hair back off my forehead and I grinned up at him, cheeks wet with tears and my chin with spit.
“I’ll consider it beginner’s luck,” I assured him before returning to the task at hand.
I’d never sucked a cock before, never thought I would, so I hadn’t paid much attention to the ins and outs—so to speak—of how it was meant to go. All I knew was what felt good to me, so I tried all of that on him. Colin hadn’t been wrong about coming quick, and it was less than a minute before his dick jerked against the roof of my mouth, shooting streaks of salty and hot cum onto my tongue.
I wasn’t surprised because I’d tasted his cum before, but always off my hand. I’d never had it straight out of his dick, and there was something really dirty, but also kind of empowering, about it.
I’d done that to him.
Me.
My mouth.
I’d sucked him so well, he had no choice but to come and, damn, I was high on life.
I didn’t want to stop, so I hollowed my cheeks and sucked him more, using my tongue to trace up the slit of his dick and chase after any cum that I’d missed. But Colin started to make an uncomfortable series of noises, then he softly tapped the side of my face until I let his cock drop free.
He was back to the state we’d started in, and I rocked back onto my heels, the smile on my face as proud as the hard cock that jutted up from between my legs.
Colin caught his breath, his chest and throat as red as his cheeks, as red as his used dick. I made a noise in the back of my throat that sounded like a growl to me, but it was just my pleasure, my happiness. It was just how much I wanted Colin. How much I loved being with him like this.
“Are you sure you’ve never done this before?” he asked, voice weak.
“You’re my first in pretty much all things.”
“Mine too.”
Colin sat on the edge of the bed, still trying to catch his breath. I crawled toward him and flung my legs out to mirror his pose.
“Now you’re hard again.” He reached over and stroked my cock like it was his.
“Still,” I corrected.
“Did you want me to…?”
“I always want you to, but if I let you, we’d never leave the house. It would just be a perpetual motion machine of cum.”
He chuckled, and the quiet sound turned into a full peal of laughter that I joined in on with a careless shrug.
“What?” I asked, climbing off the bed and pulling him with me. “It’s true.”
Once we were on our feet, Colin slid an arm around my waist and pulled me close, almost like a slow dance. He was taller than me, so I tipped my head back and stared up the length of my nose at him. The look he gave me caused my heart to skip a beat, and my breath left me with a nervous rattle.
“What?” I asked, suddenly uncomfortable with the weight of his attention.
“Nothing, I just…” He went silent, then shrugged. “I just like being with you.”
“I like it too.”
He dipped down and pressed our mouths together, licking past my lips with no hesitation for what flavors he’d find on my tongue. I moaned, my whole body going slack in his arms while he explored my mouth like we’d never kissed before. We’d kissed a lot, probably more than we’d done anything else, but this kiss felt different. And I didn’t know why.
In the worst cockblock of all time, my stomach growled, and Colin pulled away from our kiss. He blinked slowly, and the hazy look on his face gave me the feeling that kiss had been different for him too.
