“I promise, I won’t ask you to do something that could get us into trouble,” I murmured.
“This could.” He shot a look at the end of the hall. “What if someone hears us and checks?”
“We’ll be quiet. Anyone peeking back here wants to fuck, too.” I winked.
He bit his lip and twisted his fingers together, and I didn’t like that he almost seemed scared. “Okay,” he breathed out.
My heart lurched. Part of me hadn’t expected him to agree. Milo was right. BJs were the answer to all life’s questions. Grinning, I went to step forward, but I was stunned because he dropped to his knees andcrawledtoward me.Fuck, fuck, fuck—that’s hot.Micah raised his hands to fumble with my pants, and I gently pushed them away to unbuckle and unzip for him. I was so excited that I couldn’t think. He stared up at me, and I pulled myself out and fed my stiff, achy dick between his pink lips.
He looked at me like I was everything in the universe. All that admiration socked me in the gut as I steadily pushed into his mouth until he gagged. I backed off a bit but left my cockhead in the wonderful heat of his mouth.
“Oh, you’re so sweet on your knees. Are you going to eat my load?”
He nodded with an enthusiasm I hadn’t expected, and warmth expanded in my chest. He lightly began to suck, the tiniest tease of wet pressure around my dick, and I ran my thumb along his cheekbone.
“I’m going to tell you what to do, and you’re going to do it,” I said, voice a low growl that took me by surprise. I fucking loved everything about this. The way he trembled on the floor, his dick pushing against his green suit pants while it was still trapped. The way his eyes shone with reverence. How he clasped his own thighs like he had no idea what he should be doing at all. I cupped his cheeks and thrust gently. “Are you going to listen to me?”
His eyes closed and his hips rocked as he nodded while still clasping my dick between his lips. The sensation was a little weird, but I loved it. He circled his tongue, and I thought he might be exploring the small bump of my foreskin where it rested under my cockhead. His gentle prodding felt perfect. My dick throbbed and I bucked my hips, easing back when he gagged again.
“Good.” I’d never been this fucking satisfied in my life, and I hadn’t even blown my wad.
6
MICAH
I’d always imaginedwhat it would be like to have a cock in my mouth, but it was different than I’d expected. For one, I could feel his pulse. His skin was bumpy on my tongue, the protruding veins creating lines for me to trace and map. He tasted bitter—but not terrible—and I couldn’t get enough. If I ignored the fact that we were in the storage area in the basement of the library, this entire situation was something out of my fantasies. The world disappeared around us, and for a short, peaceful moment, there was only me and the man I wanted to please.
I reached up to grip his slim hips and my fingernails dug into the waistline of his pants. Part of me wished I could feel his warmth under my hands, but there wasn’t time. The fear of being caught created a ripple of intensity and excitement, and my cock throbbed in my underwear. Adrenaline pumped through me. What we were doing could easily get us caught. I groaned around the tip of his cock, sucking eagerly.
He grunted, running his hand through my hair, then grabbed strands and tugged hard. The sharp bite of pain shot through me like a firework exploding, and it took all my willpower not to come then and there. My insides buzzed with electricity, or maybe it was a fire because I was far too hot, and the crackling sensations felt more like flames licking the inside of my stomach.
I took more of his length into my mouth, closing my eyes and remembering the porn I’d watched. I’d never enjoyed blowjobs with Candy. She’d been so eager, but my brain hadn’t been able to turn off from the fact that she was a woman, and I would much prefer one from a man. But I’d imagined what I would’ve enjoyed. Stroking my tongue under the head of his cock, I opened my eyes and stared up at him again, watching as bliss flickered across his beautiful face.
I did that to him.
My mouth.
His cock.
It was me!
The thought was exhilarating, and I pushed on, wrapping my hand around the base of his cock and taking him deeper. I bobbed my mouth over his hard-on, my tongue swirling and running along the underside, and his pleased moans were the cherry on top of this amazing moment. I didn’t know if I was doing great, or if he was merely happy to get a warm mouth on his sensitive cock, but I didn’t care. The fact that I had him in my mouth was enough for me.
“Touch yourself,” he growled gruffly, the tone sending another lightning strike of desire through me.
I reached down to unbutton and unzip my pants, then slid my hand into them and my underwear, grabbing my cock firmly in my hand. While I continued to massage Yukio with my tongue, I did the same to myself with my palm. Everything was exactly as I’d fantasized, and I couldn’t ignore the thrill that settled in the bottom of my gut.
“I want you to suck my balls.” His fingernails scraped over my scalp, and I shuddered.
Moving away from his cock, I kissed the skin around the base before I tugged his pants a little lower so I could suck on his balls like he’d instructed. He groaned, his grip on my hair tightening, and if I could’ve preened, I would’ve.
I moaned around the heaviness sitting on my tongue and laved his sack. His balls were bigger than mine, which was surprising because of how slim he was, and it was the most attractive thing I’d seen.
“Fuck, baby. I’m going to come.” He yanked on my hair, and I whimpered, taking his cock back into my mouth and swallowing down as much as I could. He thrust his length deep, and the tip hit the back of my throat, triggering my gag reflex. I choked, but he appeared to like that because he hissed and fucked into me harder. “You’re so fucking sexy swallowing my dick. Show me how much you want to eat my load. Moan for me.”
The sound that came from my throat was guttural and primal, and I’d never heard such a thing leave me before, but Yukio seemed to enjoy it because he froze. His cock jerked against my tongue, and he cursed under his breath. A moment later his load shot toward the back of my mouth, and I gagged again, but he kept jizzing until there was nothing left and his hips slowed.
“Fuck.” The drawn-out word was drowned out by another loud moan from him.
