“Jesus, what are you wearing?”
“Take them off and see,” he whispers, in that playfulness he does so well.
I grind him against my cock a few more times until the undying need to know kicks in. I practically growl when I have to wrench my lips from his.
As my hips move away, Spencer whimpers.
“Shh, trust me. I’ve got you, sweetheart. Wrap your arms around me.”
I lift him up and carry him towards the bed. Placing him on his feet at the foot.
I lean in, kissing him softly.
“Will you show me?” I say gently, squeezing his hand, then taking a step back.
He nods, then I take another step back. Looking me straight in the eye, he slowly unbuttons his shirt and his hips start to sway back and forth. His eyes never leave mine.
“You are so sexy.”
He looks at me with disbelief in his eyes. “I’m the most uncoordinated person in all of time and space,” he says.
“Jesus, Spencer, you move in the most delicious of ways. You just don’t realize it,” I say, just as his shirt hits the floor. His cheeks turn pink and he dips his head.
“Don’t go shy on me now. Find yourself again,” I say.
He runs his hands over his chest, and I see his confidence come back to life. His eyes meet mine again with so much want and desire. “There you are,” I say.
Then the little minx winks at me, turns around, and drags his shorts down to reveal a tiny pink fabric of a jock outlining his ass.
His butt looks like perfection. I’ve never wanted to draw someone’s ass before, but oh do I now. Creamy soft skin, with a shape that’s plump enough to hold on to. His ass would look amazing marked with a slight shade of pink from my hands.
My cock is straining, begging for any kind of release. I pull my shirt over my head and step out of my sweats in a haste. His shorts are sitting just below his cheeks when he looks back. I know my underwear has a wet spot from the amount of pre-come currently leaking out of my cock because he looks mouth watering. Like, as in, my mouth needs to be on him.
I shake my head. “You have no idea do you, Spencer?”
I grab ahold of my cock and press the base, trying to stave off the need to come for a moment longer when his shorts pool at his feet.Ahh, fuck me!
“Turn around, sweetheart. Show me.”
The pink silk jock cups his entire package, but I can see his dick twitching underneath.
“Your cock looks beautiful, wrapped up in silk,” I say before I push him onto the bed. Spencer’s body is like the road map to heaven as I crawl up painstakingly slowly, wanting to savor every inch I pass. I reach his inner thigh and know I’ve hit the spot when he arches his back.
“Oh, Finn…. Oh god! Please!” My name sounds so good on his lips when he is desperate and begging.
“Do you need more, Spencer?” I ask, as I find that little strip of soft skin under his balls and lick and suck. I run my tongue over his heavy balls and up the length of his cock.
“Yes, more, lots more… Fuck, you’re good at this!”
I kiss the tip of his cock before kissing one hip bone and then another. Stopping at the little patch of skin I have been dreaming about. Spencer is pleading and begging with every press of my lips. I bring my hands up and tweak his nipples. He sucks in a deep breath, then exhales on a soft groan.
“Finn, please… I can’t take… ahhh, yes!” I pull down his pink lace panties, which I totally want to come all over, and suck the head into my mouth. I start off slow, just letting my tongue trace the tip of his cut cock.
“I need… Finn, please, more…”
“God, I love how greedy you are.”
I take his cock between my lips and swallow him from tip to root in one slow motion, making sure the ball of my piercing runs along the underside of his cock. His eyes grow big, before he tilts his head back and moans.Yes, there it is!
