I sneak my hand beneath the fabric, pulling tight at his thighs and cupping his balls. I massage them lightly, pulling back to look at him again, then I lick up the side of his thick cock and suck his tip hard again.
“I want you coming down my throat, Colby,” I order him, my voice raspy with need.
“Too soon,” he protests, voice high-pitched.
“Not soon enough,” I grumble. “I want you to come down my throat and be nice and relaxed when I get you ready for my cock.”
“What? I—fuck yes.” He moans louder when I take half ofhim deep again, and I don’t stop bobbing my head, sucking hard, until he’s spilling down my throat.
I watch how he writhes and moans, how his back arches, how tight his grip is on the bed sheets, and only when his body goes lax do I pull back, letting his cock drag slowly on my tongue.
My trousers have never felt more uncomfortable, so I take everything off as quickly as I can. Then I walk around the bed to the bedside table, where I put the brand-new box of condoms and lube.
Back in front of him, I kneel again, though he whines.
“I liked the view.”
“You’ll get plenty of time to look as soon as you’re ready,” I tell him, as I lift his legs so his feet are flat on the edge of the mattress and he’s nice and open for me.
“So pretty,” I murmur, and lick over his balls, suck just a little.
“Too sensitive,” he protests when his body twitches.
So I pull him to me until his legs are floating and his ass is right at the edge. I lick the rim of his hole in slow circles, and he moans long and loud. His sounds of pleasure bring me closer and closer to the edge, so I have to reach down and squeeze my dick hard.
I know I have to speed things up, though, so as I stick my tongue in just a tiny bit, all that I can, I reach for the lube and open it quickly, pouring a good dollop right on his hole and more on my fingers.
The tip of my index finger goes in easily enough, but nothing else.
“Fuck, you’re tight.” Frustration and pleasure fight inside me, because I know it’s gonna be fucking amazing for both of us, but also that it’s going to take longer to get him ready.
“Yes, and I got a good look at your cock, so please take your time.” I can’t stop my snicker.
“You got it, sweet Colby.”
So I take my time, watch every movement, every shift in his breath, and kiss down his cock again when he reaches for it.
Seeing Colby jack himself off is the sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed, and I could do it for hours, but that’s not happening today.
He’s fully hard and panting by the time I’ve got three fingers inside him, and though he begs—God, he begs beautifully—I take my time pumping in and out of him.
“Gonna enjoy you, sweet Colby. Every second. Gonna make it last, baby.”
“Just get in me,” he growls.
“Flip over.” I pull my hand out abruptly, and though he cries out, he hurries to roll over and bends his knees under himself to get on all fours. “So pretty.” I pat his ass twice before getting one finger in, then two, and finally three again. I kneel behind him, rest a hand next to his, and bend over him to whisper by his ear. “It’s only our first time, but I’m sure as fuck not going to rush it.”
He surprises me by thrusting back, and I smile at how easily my fingers go in to the knuckle, so I pull them out and grab the condom.
While I open it, I line my dick up with his crack and rub against him, slowly, up and down.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I moan. “You have such a nice ass.” I squeeze a handful, and his back arches in pleasure.
“Now, Eian,” he demands, and I’m not about to disappoint him, so I pull the condom down my erection, and that simple touch brings me so close to the edge that I know I need to get my shit together. I squeeze hard at the base then flip Colby over again, pushing his knees apart roughly.
“Keep them like this.” The look of defiance in his eyes makes my dick even harder. “And if you keep looking at me like that, this isn’t going to last long.”
“You said it yourself, it’s only the first time. I only care that we both come this time and that you get... fucking... inside me.”
