It makes it feel real.
Torin’s tongue flickers out, just barely brushing my skin. It’s enough that I shiver, my cock going from a three to a seven in an instant. At ten, I’m ready to poke someone’s eye out. I rarely make it to ten, though. You know, before Torin.
“Hugo?”
I grunt. It’s the best I can do right now.
“Can I suck your cock?”
My answer is a groan, my entire body arching slightly under him. Opening my eyes to find him looking at me, I nod.
Torin gives me a shy smile before pressing his face to my chest again. This time, he’s a little bolder and takes my nipple between his lips.
Before this moment, I might have said my nipples aren’tsensitive. But with his teeth gently pinching my bud and his tongue flickering over it, my hips lift off the bed as I moan loudly. Maybe it’s not that my nipples aren’t sensitive, it’s that no one has donethatto them before.
The thought flutters through my head that I’ve never truly been forthcoming with allowing others to touch me. That’s probably why no one has sucked on my nipple.
I’m so distracted by Torin’s mouth on my chest I don’t feel his hand go south until his palm rubs against my cockhead. Another loud groan escapes. I swear, I’m not always so loud. I’m needy tonight. Might be because I’m tired. The reality is likely because I haven’t been touched like this before. And enjoyed it.
Torin releases my nipple and shifts his ministrations closer to his hand. Moving down my chest and stomach, over my hip bone, nuzzling softly into my pelvis with my dick alongside his head. God, I look absurd. My dick should not be that big! I swear, it’s as big as his head. No wonder people stare and then run.
I haven’t dared measure since I was a teenager, the day I had to tell my coach that none of the cups were big enough for me. It’s bigger than that day. Big enough that I’ve never met a woman who can wrap their hand around it and touch their thumb to their fingers.
And when Torin’s head is next to it? Yeah, it’s a little embarrassing.
Any minute now, I expect him to move away from it. To tell me it’s far too big.
Instead, his hand moves up my leg, which has me instinctively spreading them for him. I jerk slightly when he cups my balls at the same moment his mouth wraps around the base of my dick. He drags his tongue up. Up, up, up. Up until he reaches my crown, where he runs his tongue along the rim and then presses it to my slit.
“Fucking pucks,” I mutter, my body squirming.
I’m shocked when his mouth closes around my cockhead.
Whenever someone’s put me in their mouth, this is how far I’m allowed. But this man… Torin wraps a hand around the base of my dick, keeping my balls cupped with his palm so he can squeeze them, and brings my cockhead to the back of his throat.
“Torin,” I grit.
Have I ever been in someone’s mouth like this? I don’t think I have. I’m ready to bust just from the hot feeling of his mouth around me.
Then his hand not holding my dick up begins stroking the inches between where he’s holding my base and balls, and where the top few inches are in his mouth. He expertly adds suction and my eyes roll as he works me over.
I’m already on the precipice of falling because it feels like it’s been a year. More than that, this orgasm feels different. It feels intense. Not like it’s being forced from me, but rather it’s growing like wildfire. Willingly. Eagerly. “Torin,” I warn again, gripping the bedding. My legs spread wider for him, my hips jerk up even as I try to remain still. “I’m going to?—”
My words are cut off as my orgasm floods my body. I groan, my muscles going stiff as Torin continues to suck and jerk and squeeze. It feels so fucking good. So good!
He works me over until I’m left twitching before pulling off my cock with a slurpypopof his mouth. I grin through my gasps for breath.
“That was hot,” I say, panting.
Through slitted eyes, I can see him blush. He lays along my side again, his hard dick pressed to my thigh. For a minute, we lay like that while I catch my breath. When I’m reasonably sure I’m not going to pass out from a kiss, I grip his arm and haul him over me so I can reach his pretty mouth.
Torin lets out a surprised laugh that I quickly swallow. I’ve never been a huge fan of tasting myself on someone. Though I hesitate, I don’t stop. I love the taste of this man. The way his mouth moves against mine. How eager he is. I don’t even care that I can taste my release on him. For some weird reason, it just heightens how good this moment is.
I roll us so he’s pinned under me, his hard cock against my softening one. For a long time, I wriggle against him, making him moan and grunt while not letting his mouth go. Yes, I want to kiss him, but really, I’m working up the courage to tell him something.
It takes some time, but I eventually release his mouth and look at him. His face is flushed, but this time, it’s not red withembarrassment or shyness. Torin is blushing from how long and thoroughly I kissed him. And maybe from his erection.
Licking my lips, I take a deep breath before speaking. “I, uh… I’ve never really looked at another dick in real life before,” I admit.
