I take hold of one of his hands and position it against my upper thigh, the other I have him wrap around the base of my cock.
“Feels good, right?”
He makes a smooth murmur of appreciation, and leans forward into me.His nose is level with my balls as he sticks out his tongue to take a lick at my shaft right below where he’s gripping me.“You’re sure you want me to?”
“You’re fucking kidding, right?”
“It’s just, I’m not anybody.”
“You’re the guy who’s about to let me blow my load in his mouth,” I tell him.“That very definitely makes you a someone.”
“Yeah?”
He’s smiling like crazy as he takes another lick.This one is not nearly so hesitant.He repeats the action, each time rising a little higher and groaning when he gets a taste of me.
“Shit man, I didn’t ever think this was going to be possible.”He’s all wet mouth and heat as he slurps on my dick.There’s no technique, but he makes up for that in enthusiasm.The hold he has around the base is nigh on perfect.Somehow he knows just when the right moment is to lower his hand and give my balls a tender squeeze too.Aw, yeah!I grind into him, tangling my hand in the soft spikes of his hair, working him to a rhythm that’s more than a little dictatorial, but that’s kind of what this is, a dick-tutorial.He’s totally going to ace his first class.
Nice…He lets me get in deep without doing any ungainly spluttering.It’s turning into more of a face fucking exercise than a blowjob, but as we’re both cool with that, I don’t attempt to change it.I notice he’s got his dick back in his hands again, and is pumping it hard in time with the roll of my hips.The kid’s got lots of juice in him.I like that.I like that he’s utterly shameless in his enjoyment of the fact that I’m abusing his mouth.I wonder if he’d just as willingly offer up other parts to my abuse.
Bet he would.
There’s a knock on the door.I ignore it, too tied up in the joy of his willing sucks.
“Mr.Drake, open up.Your ride is here.”
So, it’s just going to have to wait.I’ve business here that I intend to finish, and I refuse to be rushed.He’s swallowing now as I go in deep.I swear with practice he’s going to be the blowjob king.
“Dylan Drake.It’s time to go.We’ve an exact time slot to make.”
Pounding away on the door isn’t going to make me come faster.The curl of my beautiful fuck-toy’s fingers into the muscles of my arse on the other hand totally does it for me.Dare he?Dare he?
Yes!
His middle finger slides into the groove between my cheeks and teases my wrinkled pucker.“No need to be shy,” I encourage him.
He goes for it.The tip of his middle finger pushes into me.I’m starting to think the novice thing is just an act.What the hell.I don’t actually care.The important point is that he’s getting me off.
I squirm as he finger fucks me.He’s definitely done this before as he knows exactly how to bend his finger to hit my pleasure points.Someone needs to give the man an Oscar.I was completely taken in until this point.Still, I’m so not complaining.
He’s swallowing now as he lets me drive deeper into his throat.The guy’s a pro.At least there aren’t any reporters on hand.I wonder how he managed to pass the vetting squad to get his internship.Maybe on his knees doing what he’s good at.
My cock’s so thick now that it’s ready to bust.The sap starts rising up my shaft.Stars are twinkling on the inside of my eyelids.
A loud thump behind me startles me into opening my eyes.There’s a crack of wood splintering, and the suite door bounces back on its hinges.
What in the fucking hell!
A woman storms in.She’s tall and athletic, with a long pale neck that’s emphasised by the low-cut of her Twenties-style diamante embellished cocktail dress and the shortness of her blonde hair.She draws up straight to her considerable height and stares icy daggers at me.
“Your car is waiting, Mr.Drake.Was there something unclear about the precise nature of this evening’s operation?”
I shiver as the joy leeches from my skin, but my cock doesn’t shrivel.“Crystal clear.”
My boy toy temporarily stills, clearly uncertain what the situation is.Me, I keep on rocking until he gets the message.We’re not going anywhere until this is done.Fuck Ms.Door Smasher and her tut of disgust.I ought to be the one incensed that she broke in and invaded my privacy.
“You’re going to have to wait a few,” I tell her.
Her attention zooms in tight on my arse and the finger wedged between my cheeks.She stares at the junction where my cock meets Oscar’s mouth and a sneer contorts what is otherwise a deliciously pretty mouth.
