“Fuck, Case.. I’ve been thinking about this for a year.” My voice is hoarse.
“Me too,” he gasps against my mouth.
Without taking his lips off mine, he lifts my hips and slides his hands under the waistband of my shorts, pushing them down my legs so I can kick them off. Feeling the water around my dick with no fabric covering it makes me gasp again. Case lifts his hips, still holding me away from him so I can yank his shorts down far enough so he can kick them off. I don’t waste any time, wrapping my hand around his cock greedily and squeezing before I settle back onto his lap. As soon as I’m back in position, I release him and instead press into him again, desperately seeking friction to find some relief. Our cocks push and grind against each other, the heads catching occasionally as they slide through the water.
Case’s cheeks are flushed, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. His eyes are wild when he opens them to look at me, almost out of control, and that gives me a burst of confidence.
“I want to suck you,” I gasp, leaning forward to suck on his neck again. “Fuck, I want to feel you in my mouth. Can I? Please?”
“Ohh fuck…” he groans. “Are you sure? We didn’t do that last time..”
“Fuck yes, I’m sure. I’ve been dreaming about it for a year.” I say indignantly.
He chuckles. “Far be it from me to deny a man the chance to live his dream,” he smirks and braces his hands against the side to pull himself out of the water to perch on the edge. Before I can get into position, he reaches over to the small remote control sitting on the deck and presses a button which closes the one sliding glass door that’s open, protecting us from the wind on all four sides, and when he presses a couple more buttons, the roof of the room slides open like a stadium, so it’s open to the sky.
“Holy shit, that’s incredible,” I gasp, looking up through the open roof. Since we’re literally in the middle of a blizzard, there are no stars visible, but the snow is falling through the opening in the roof, giving us tiny little zings when the cold flakes hit our hot, wet skin. We can hear the wind, but we’re sheltered from most of it and the heaters do the rest of the work to keep the surrounding air warm enough that we don't freeze. Whoever designed this place thought of everything.
A moment later, my gaze returns to Case’s hard cock. I swallow thickly, and he looks at me with concern. “Are you okay? You don’t have to-”
“I told you; I want to! Stop trying to make decisions for me,” I snark, and then gasp, not sure where the bratty outburst came from, but when I look at him, his eyes have darkened even further, making him look even more turned on. He grabs the base of his cock and squeezes, closing his eyes as he works on slowing his breathing.
“Fuck, feeling a little bratty, are we?” he whispers. You’d better behave, Mister Cartwright. I’d hate to have to turn you over my knee.”
My breath catches and I have to grab my own dick so I don’t spontaneously come in the water.Jesus H. Christ on a piece of toast. Do I want to be spanked?My cock jerks at the thought.Fuck, maybe I do. That’s new. We stare at each other for a moment. I don’t know what to say, but he takes charge effortlessly.
“That sounds hot as fuck, but let’s save it for another time,” he whispers, and I nod.
He leans back on one elbow, a devious grin on his face, and gives his shaft a long, slow stroke, “Well, Mister ‘I make my own decisions’, I’m ready whenever you are.” He gives me a saucy wink, as if to reassure me that none of this has to be a huge deal. We’re just two people having fun. It doesn’t have to turn into a giant, anxiety-inducing event.
His cock is still wet, a few drops of water clinging to the shaft and his neatly trimmed pubes. A pearl of shiny precum glistens at the tip, and without thinking about it, I dart my tongue out and lick it off, letting out a groan of pleasure as I taste him. Flattening my tongue, I start at the base and lick a long, slow strip up the bottom, finishing with a swirl of my tongue around the crown. He lets out a moan that goes right to my balls, and I feel a surge of power. He’s experiencing this pleasure because of me. With one hand, I grab his base, and without breaking eye contact, wrap my lips around him, drawing a deep groan from his throat.
I hold him in my mouth for a moment, getting used to what it feels like. The weight of him on my tongue feels incredible. He’s big enough that I have to open my mouth wide to fit him inside, and I know my jaw is probably going to ache, but it will be worth it.
His breathing is shaky, and I can tell he’s holding back from thrusting into me. I suck him slowly, appreciating how he’s hard as steel, but he’s covered in skin that’s soft as velvet. I alternate between hard and gentle suction, humming with pleasure, moving slowly. My fingers dig into his strong thighs and my confidence grows with each soft moan he gives me.
“Fuck yes, oh god that’s so good,” he whispers.
I shove aside all my insecurities and focus on giving him pleasure, sucking him as deep into my throat as I can without triggering my gag reflex.
“Oh fuuuck, Matt. Oh god yes.” He gasps, closing his eyes, and burying one hand in my hair, gripping it just tightly enough that I can feel it sting. I let out a porn-worthy groan of my own, and I can’t help thrusting my hips in the water, in desperate search of relief for my aching, throbbing cock. I move a certain way and one jet hits me just right, causing me to gasp around Case’s dick. His balls are pulled tight against his body, and I feel him grow bigger in my mouth. A desperate, needy sound fills the room, and I realize it’s coming from me as I’m frantically sucking and thrusting my hips into the powerful jet. Case pulls my hair hard, and finally, finallystarts thrusting into my mouth, pumping into me hard and fast and I’m not sure I’ve ever felt anything so fucking amazing in my life.
His rhythm falters and he gasps, “I’m gonna come, pull off if- ohhh.”
The first spurt of his release floods my mouth, and I pull back just enough so I don’t choke, but I swallow frantically, not wanting to let one drop go to waste. God, he tastes so good. How have I lived my entire life and never known how fucking amazing it is to give a blowjob? Michele would do it for me occasionally, but it wasn’t something she enjoyed all that much. But this. My god, how is giving head just as good as receiving it?
Case shudders and pushes me away gently as the waves of his orgasm slow down. I release his cock from my mouth, still kneeling in front of him in the water, resting my head on his inner thigh as we catch our breaths, and he runs his fingers gently through my damp hair.
“Come up here,” he whispers after a few moments. I raise myself out of the water, shivering as the cold air hits me, and he grabs my hips, then lies back so I’m on top of him, his feet still dangling in the hot tub. I shift so I’m straddling him, taking some of my body weight onto my knees. He pulls my head down and takes my mouth in a fierce kiss. I moan when I think about how he’s tasting himself on me. Again, how have I never realized how hot that is?
I’m hard as a rock, and he reaches a hand between our bodies, still plundering my mouth from below as he jerks me fast and hard. It only takes a few strokes before my muscles tense and I come as hard as I ever have, covering his abs with ropes of my release. When it’s over I collapse onto him, my come smearing all over our bellies as I catch my breath.
“Jesus, Matt. You’re telling me that’s the first blowjob you’ve ever given?” he sounds incredulous, and I take it for the compliment it is with a grin.
“Scout’s honor,” I smirk, and he snorts.
“That was not a Boy Scout level blowjob. That was definitely Eagle Scout caliber.”
It's my turn to snort as I reply. “Funny, I don’t remember there being a badge for that.”
