“No, leave them on,” he says, grabbing them and pulling them down so they nestle under my balls. “Beautiful.”
My cock feels like it’s on display, the red silk framing everything. I’m grateful that I manscape and keep myself trimmed and tidy.
I was worried about Finn’s reaction to my sexy underwear, but he seems to be very on board with the current fabric of choice.
With a generous amount of lotion, he wraps his hand around my aching erection.Ahh, thank you!I let out a hiss when his hand makes contact, giving my dick a few strokes. Every time he reaches the tip, his wrist flicks around the sensitive head, making me go blind at each stroke. My balls tighten up, and I’m right on the edge in less than five.
“Oh, god, I’m already so close.”
“Patience baby, not yet,” Finn murmurs in my ear.
He lets go of my dick, and I groan from the loss, but also thankful for a few seconds to get my bearings straight. He pumps more lotion, then grabs our cocks together and takes us where we need to go.
His cock is longer and thicker than mine, and his hand is big enough to get a good grip on the both of us. My mind slips for a minute, wondering what his cock would feel like against my tongue, but I’m quickly brought back to the present when he lightly pinches the head of my cock and my hips automatically arch off the couch.
“Oh god,” I cry out.
“Your cock feels so good. Smooth and hot. Jesus Spencer, just look at us.”
I look down, mouth hung open in a silent moan, and see the head of my cock tunneling in and out of his hand. My hips reach for him every time he moves to the base and squeezes.
“Ahhh, oh god, please!”
He shifts so we are laying side by side and grips our cocks tighter. I swing my leg over his hip, making room. His mouth makes its way back to mine.
There is so much that can be said about a man from the way he kisses. The raw power and passion behind Finn’s kisses take my breath away. I have to remind myself to breathe. His kiss isn’t tentative and light. No, it’s all-consuming and possessive. When I’m near the edge again, he kisses his way down my jaw to my neck. His hand picks up speed, along with his breathing.
“Fuck, I’m right… Finn, I don’t think I can…”
“Come for me,” he says, panting, right before he bites down on the deliciously tender skin at the base of my neck and shoulders. I cry out as my orgasm rushes through me and spills over his hand.
“Yeah, that’s it baby… I’m going to come…Hnngh!”
Finn’s release shoots from him, covering my stomach and chest. We are both sucking air in and out of our lungs like we just ran a marathon when he collapses on top of me, not caring that our sticky release is between us.
Once our breathing is back to normal, Finn leans in and gives me a soft kiss.
“Let me get us cleaned up.”
My brain is completely fried and unable to comprehend. So I lay there, just staring at his ass bounce as he walks towards the bathroom.
Okay, so that just happened.
When he came into the apartment, I was a blubbering mess. And now I’m a strung out noodle, still floating from my release.
I didn’t realize how many emotions a single person could go through in one night. When I kicked Blake in the crotch, it felt like I was ten feet tall. I had never really stood up for myself before; I usually just kind of shrink away and pretend it doesn’t bother me, but somehow, the negative words always sneak through the tiny cracks in my armor.
Well, fuck him and his thousand dollar shoes.Damn!I should have stomped on his foot.
I’m not everyone’s cup of tea, I know that, but I hope someday I can be with someone without having to hide who I am. Life has been rough, and I want to find someone special, otherwise, my life will be totally empty, and I’m done with being lonely.I’m so fucking alone!
My arm rests over my eyes as I take a deep breath, the tears close to the surface.
“Hey, are you okay?”
I open my eyes and see Finn standing above me.
“Of course, I feel blissed out and floaty,” I say with a laugh.
