Beck broke away abruptly. “Shit. I have condoms in my jacket. Which I left at home.” He looked at the costume and shook his head.
“You see that box?” I nodded at a crimson chest on the shelf underneath the dresses. “Open it.”
Butt muscles flexing, Beck shuffled on his knees and lifted the lid. He turned to me with a surprised smirk on his half-covered face.
“I know, right?” Perks of being Crista’s ex included the knowledge of where she kept her kinky stuff.
Beck took out a pink vibrator with bunny-like ears and dropped it back like it stung him. Then he lifted a tiny riding crop, nipple clamps, and finally, a bottle of lube and a strip of condoms.
“Nice treasure box.” He let the lid fall closed and sprang to his feet.
“She’s the adventurous type.”
“I don’t want to kno—Wait… Is she the one who played with your ass?”
“Bingo.”
Beck traced a finger from my chin down theSon my chest. “And look at you now, so powerful yet helpless. At my mercy.” He squeezed my cock through the spandex.
I gasped, arching into his touch. “What are you going to do to me?” I didn’t hide the desperation in my voice. I wanted whatever he had in store for me.
“Ride you.”
Oh…
My breath caught in my throat. Was he going to fuck himself on my cock? Fucking hell. Talk about stuff beyond my wildest dreams.
“Yes, please!”
We were still in costumes, but we were naked in every way that mattered. It was just me and Beck: two geeks testing something new together. Something exciting and so, so good.
Beck aligned the condom and lube at my side and fiddled with the waist of my costume. Well, since it was actually his costume, he knew how to undo the clasps that held the top to the red-undies-over-pants bottom. Neither of our costumes was the cheap kind Halloween stores sold, so I wasn’t trapped ina spandex onesie.
Beck paused when he lowered the pants to my midhip. “Are you wearing my costume commando?”
I grinned. “I wanted to avoid seams showing through the tight fabric.” Thrusting my hips up, I caused the spandex to slip and reveal my hard-on. “You’re getting precum stains as a bonus. To remember what you do to me.”
“God, you’re such a brat.” He chuckled, an amused glint in his eyes.
Then he took my cock all the way to the back of his throat.
My laughter died, and I bit back a yelp of surprise mixed with pleasure. I didn’t want to inform the entire party how good Beck was at sucking cock. The warmth of his mouth and the unskilled yet intuitive movements of his tongue threatened to undo me. I looked down my body to Beck’s eyes closed as he moaned, taking in more, hollowing his cheeks. The sight was just as erotic as the sensations he was giving me.
I inhaled through my nose and focused on one thing.
Not coming.
Not yet.
“Fuck, Beck—” I groaned and thrust into his mouth. He swallowed around the head of my dick, and tears sprang into my eyes. “You’re going to kill me.”
My sexy Batman mumbled something.
“Come on, I don’t want to be found dead in this costume. And in a closet of all places.” I wiggled my hips slightly.
The laughter that bubbled out of him caused him to let my cock out to bounce on my abdomen. “You’re insane.”
“Beck, baby, look at us. Look around.” I grinned.
