When his tongue finally loosens my hole and slips inside, my entire body reacts. I shudder, and curl on myself more, trying to present my ass a little more. My hips rock as I try to ride his tongue.
Lo pulses it in and out of me, licks along my crack, and then sucks my hole. My hands dig into the bed.
My cock is so fucking hard. It throbs with need so I reach down to squeeze it. Lo bats it away and I hear, “Uh uh.”
“Please,” I whine. “Fuck, it feels good, Lo. I need to come.”
This man doubles down. His mouth on me becomes more insistent. Determined. He releases a cheek and reaches for my dick, pulling it back under me and rubbing it. Not quite what I need, but the extra stimulation is beautiful. His hand drives up and presses against my balls and then down again, rubbing my head and slit.
Meanwhile, his mouth doesn’t stop. He alternates what he’s doing, constantly feeding me stimuli until I’m shaking and practically begging him to come. His mouth leaves me and I almost cry. But his finger slips inside. Deep.
A whimper escapes. Then his mouth is on my balls, sucking them inside and hollowing his cheeks. The three touchescombined—finger in my ass, sucking my balls, jerking my dick—have me going wild.
When he curls his finger inside me, I lose my mind. White hot pleasure surges through me and I come. I grunt into the bed, thrusting my ass back for more of the good stuff. Lo doesn’t stop. He stimulates me until I’m shuddering and trying to get away. He lets me go and I collapse, panting.
For a long time, I remain just like that. There’s no movement. No sound. I just lay there, trying to catch my breath.
Eventually, I manage to shift. Lo is sitting on his haunches, slowly stroking himself as he watches me with a lazy smile. My cum is all over him. When I meet his eyes, he licks his lips. My cheeks blush hotly.
He’s still so fucking hard.
“Want me to?—?”
Lo nods. “Roll over. Let me use your mouth.”
I try to stifle the shudder of apprehension. I barely tasted his dick last night. He was so intent on sucking me or frotting together that it just didn’t happen.
Now it’s here. Is he going to be able to tell I’ve never sucked a dick before?
Rolling onto my back, I shift until I’m comfortable. Lo climbs over, his legs on either side of me as he moves up my body. I’m staring at the way my cum drips down his chest and can’t help myself when I reach up and rub it into his skin. Lo chuckles.
He doesn’t stop me, and we end up in a slightly weird angle as he taps his dick to my lips. Reflexively, my tongue pokes out to lick them and I taste the tip of his head as it comes back down.
“Open. I’ll be easy.”
Yep, he probably knows. Swallowing, I open my mouth and he wastes no time pressing inside me. I drop my hand, reaching around to his ass cheek, instead. Maybe also spreading my cum there as well.
Lo pushes in further, but he doesn’t hit the back of my throat before pulling out again. His hand curls at the back of my neck, lifting my head to angle my mouth. I look up his body, my eyes locking with his.
He’s so damn hot. His mouth is open as he stares down at me.
“I’m going to fuck your mouth, but I won’t hurt you. Won’t touch your throat. Okay?”
I nod around him.
He does just as he says and fucks into my mouth. I stare at him. Watching the way his body moves. His stomach tenses, making his abdominals bulge. His biceps flex. His body rolls and rocks into me.
There’s that awkward phase as a teenager when everyone’s bodies are growing and changing. Teenage boys are obsessed with having the biggest dick without actually admitting to looking at other dicks because that would be gay. But I remember those days. I remember when everyone was comparing dick size.
I fell somewhere within the bulk of the pack. Not huge, but definitely not small. We called our size the sweet spot. We were certainly going to be felt, we could arrange some guts, but we weren’t dangerously big.
Then there were those on the cusp who, if they really focused on how to use their dick, they’d create magic. But they didn’t need to know how to use it for their partner to get pleasure from them. They could just be the dick to let the other person ride. It was big. Not huge, but big.
Beyond that were the monster dicks. There were two at my high school, and they enjoyed fucking with the same person then making them decide who has the bigger dick. By the time we graduated, I think they were still even.
Maybe it was just my generation obsessed with dick size in high school. I swear, we had measuring events every year to see whose had gotten bigger and who stayed the same.
Lo is a cusper. He’s not dangerously huge, but he’s definitely bigger than the masses. The way he moves, the way his body shifts and curls and bends, I think he knows exactly what he’s doing. He can create magic.
