I kiss him. My orgasm felt intense asfuck, until fear took over, but…yeah. That washot.
His gaze meets mine, narrowing as he smiles. Before I realize what he’s doing, he’s tacklingmeonto the bed now, kissing me, and I realize he’s already a little stiff again.
“Wehaveto do that again,” he says when I can make him stop kissingme for just a moment.
I chuckle. “I’m going to need a little recovery time.” He’s not eventhirtyyet. What thehellam I doing with him?
Oh, yeah. Trying to regain my sanity.
I just fucked my deputy chief of staff while choking him out.
That’s got to be an HR violation of some sort.
Even though he enjoyed it and wants a repeat.
I finally get him to let me up so we can go clean up in thebathroom and clean up his overzealous money shot. Then we return to bed and get comfy.
This time, I cradle him in the crook of my left arm and stare down at him, so I can watch his face. I use lube and slowly start stroking his cock, which has now fully recovered.
I’m only a little jealous over that. I remember being his age.
He stares up at me, his gaze full of lust, of trust. In his eyes,darker brown flecks are mixed with light chestnut, and right now I am the center of his world.
I can’t get enough of him.
“Such a good boy for me,” I whisper as I slowly increase the pressure on his throat. I want to watch his eyes, watch his face. As I do, his cock twitches and throbs in my hand. I build him up several times, closer to the edge each time without making him pass out or orgasm.I want to see where that line is.
I need to be careful.
Governor Chokes and Kills Staffer During Kinky Sexisn’t the kind of headline that helps my re-election chances.
And I woulddefinitelykill myself if I did that to him.
It takes me about thirty minutes to define that edge. Meanwhile, I kiss him as I keep my fingers and thumb pressing on either side of his neck. I don’t want to crushhis throat, merely apply enough pressure to make him pass out. His cock is hard, like fucking iron, like he didn’t just blow a load less than thirty minutes ago, and it feels hot inside my fist.
I work him right up to the edge, watching him, waiting.
When finally I take him over, he gasps, moans—shoots cum all the way up to his damn chin—and just as he starts to go limp I immediately loosenmy grip on his throat, even as I’m still stroking his cock.
His back arches and the moan starts again, his eyes filled with sexy, wild, raw energy. His fingers close around my right arm. “Okay, Sir. Okay. Please, okay.”
I slow and gentle my strokes, but don’t stop. Shudders wrack him, but his gaze remains fixed on my face. I find it interesting he doesn’t safeword, but I don’t want to talk abouther right now.
Lowering my lips to his, he kisses me with hungry energy that feels even stronger now than before. Like it’s energized him.
Hmm.
I don’t think I have the nerves to do this to him every time, but maybe this can become a special earned treat for him.
I finally still my hand and lift it to his mouth.
He opens, eagerly licking and sucking my fingers clean of his cum. Then I tuckhim close to me, my arms wrapped around him.
“Holy shit,” he whispers. “That’s…holyshit.”
I nuzzle the top of his head. “Good?”
“Yeah. Fuckingamazing.”
