As soon as Spencer smirks up at me, I know I’m fucked. He unbuckles my belt, pulls my jeans and underwear down, and takes my aching cock straight to the back of his throat in one swift motion. Oh, that’s how I know this is going to be quick and dirty.
On every up stroke he twirls his tongue around the head of my cock, lapping at the precome pooling at my tip. He moans as he slides his mouth back down my shaft, and I feel his throat vibrate against my cock. Only a few sucks in and I’m barely hanging on. My balls are drawn tight, and my orgasm waits patiently on the edge.
I feel the overwhelming need to draw the sight in front of me. The look of blown ecstasy covers his face with half-lidded eyes and used lips.
“You look so fucking beautiful down on your knees for me with my cock in your mouth, and your lips already red and swollen.”
Spencer’s eyes roll to the back of his head before he steels his gaze back on mine. We exchange a silent dare, almost like a game of chicken. A game that I lose when he licks his way from my balls back up, tracing the vein on my shaft. When he encases my cock within the heat of his mouth, then takes me to the back of his throat and swallows, I tip over the edge.
“Oh fuck, I’m going to come. You win baby, you win!”
I come so hard, my whole body tenses. Ripples of pleasure race from my head to my toes. My cum pools to the back of his throat, and he swallows every last drop. When he finally pulls off, his mouth makes an audible “pop”.
“Jesus Christ! I think I’m gonna need a minute,” I say, flopping back down on the bed, my chest heaving, as I try to catch my breath.
“You're going to have to recover fast,” he says, leaning over me and patting the side of my face like I’m a good boy.
Yes, yes, I am a good boy, a very good boy!
“Everyone will be here soon!” Spencer gives me a quick peck on the lips, then goes back to sitting at his vanity doing his makeup like my brain did not just get sucked out through my dick.
* * *
“Maybe you should try eating something nice and healthy every once in a while!” Spencer says to Gallifrey, who is sitting at the breakfast bar while Spencer is cutting up vegetables for the salad.
“Oh, don’t give me that. I know that a certain sex god has been giving you extra treats.”
“Sex god?” I laugh. “Not tattooed god?”
“Oh no! You got a promotion! It’s all very official. You even get a door plaque, but we have to allow 4 to 12 weeks for shipping.”
Our laughter fills the small kitchen area, echoing off the walls.
I go back to buttering the bread that I’m going to put in the oven and just listen to Spencer’s silliness, a perma-smile planted on my face.
“You should at least try a piece. Maybe you will like it?” I hate to break it to him, but there is no amount of convincing that will get that snack whore to eat a vegetable.
“Gallifrey! Don’t!… Don’t you dare! I will take away your treats!”
The sheer amount of determination in Gallifrey’s eyes is enough for me to put the knife down and watch as, I kid you not, he stares directly into Spencer’s eyes and swats the giant green pepper off the counter, making it tumble to the floor.
I stare in disbelief as he turns, flicks his tail high in the air, and saunters away. Spencer’s jaw goes slack and he scoffs. “How rude!” Finally, I bark out the bubble of laughter I’ve been struggling to keep in.
There is a quick knock on the door before it swings wide open, hitting the wall with a bang.
“We’re here, bitches, and you better fucking be decent!” Jules calls as she and Alex enter the apartment.
“Hey Jules, hey Alex,” I say.
Jules beelines for me and I don’t know if I should hold my ground or run! I don’t think that my back can take another spider monkey episode. I take a small step back, bracing myself, just in case.
“Oh, don’t worry, I will stay firmly planted on the ground.” A sense of relief washes over me as she comes in for a hug. Alex and I give each other the standard up nod in greeting.
“It smells good in here,” Alex says.
“I have been slaving away at the stove all day!” Spencer says with the whine that could rival a toddler.
Jules arches her eyebrow at him, then turns to look at me.
