“You’re such a good boy,” I rasp. “So good for taking my cock. Take more. I know you can, gorgeous.” I thrust deeper, the head of my cock rubbing over the roof of his mouth. “You feel so incredible. Oh fucking hell, beautiful, you have no idea what you’re doing to me with your tongue. You’re making me feel so good. So fucking good. No one has ever sucked me off like this. I’m going to come so hard. I’m going to empty my load into your mouth, and you’re going to suck every last drop, aren’t you, pretty boy?”
All he can do is smile, suck, and lick, and he does all three in the most perfect way possible. I can’t keep my orgasm at bay. I grunt as my balls draw up, and my cock jerks in his pretty mouth. I come so hard I have to clutch his shoulder with my spare hand to steady myself. He sucks and licks and moans, his lips vibrating around my shaft as I thrust through my orgasm. Thrust hard and fast so I can savour the feeling of his hot, needy mouth for as long as possible.
“Oh, baby. You were so fucking good. So fucking perfect.”
I grasp the root of my cock and pull it out of his mouth. Strings of saliva and cum join his lips to my cock even once it’s free of his mouth. They snap away from my dick and splatter over his chin.
“Look at you. You look so fucking beautiful with my cum dribbling down your chin. Fucking gorgeous boy.” I lean down and kiss him so damn hard I take my own breath away. “Did you like that, beautiful? Did you enjoy having me fuck your mouth?”
“Yes, Sir.” His voice is soft and raspy, his eyes glistening with affection.
I kiss him again and then stand tall, panting, my heart thundering. “Stand up.”
A flicker passes through his eyes, but he obeys. He stumbles. I catch him and hold him against my chest.
“I’ve got you, baby. Are you okay?”
“Yes, Sir. You’ve turned my legs to jelly.”
“Your legs are jelly? I’m surprised I can still stand. Fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard.”
“Did you like it?”
“Yes.” I hold him tighter. “More than I thought I would. Thank you.”
“What for?”
“Everything.” I kiss and stroke his hair. “Now it’s my turn to take care of you, gorgeous.”
CHAPTER11
HARU
“You’re going to love the food here,” Kyle says.
We walk into a restaurant in the Grand Arcade, which is on the opposite end of town to Lower Briggate and the gay bars. Not that anything is far away. Leeds’ city centre isn’t that big.
“I love the vibe.”
The bright, cheerful restaurant is decorated with multicoloured fairy lights, neon signs, and paper lanterns. Chilis, lemons, and limes hang in bunches, creating a tangy aroma. A yellow tuk-tuk stands near the entrance.
“Wow, the seat is just like the one in the tuk-tuk,” I say as we’re shown to our table.
“It’s fun, isn’t it?”
I nod and stare at the menu, which doubles as a placemat. “My mouth is watering already.”
He laughs. “Maybe we could get a few dishes to share, and then you’d get to taste more.”
“Do you eat here often?”
“Not that often, but I’ve been here a few times.”
I scrunch my lips together. “There’s so much choice.”
“Want me to make a few recommendations?”
My heart flutters. He is such a caretaker, and I adore him for it. “That would be great, thanks. Or better yet, you could order for us.” I give him what I hope is an adorable smile.
