“Darius, I need you in my mouth. Now.”
Just as he moves in to resume kissing, I gently draw away.
“Not that. This.” I give his cock a gentle squeeze and brush my thumb over the tip, spreading the precum over his entire head.
“Oh.”
“Is that okay?”
“Yeah. Sure.” He moves off me. “I mean, duh. Of course it’s okay. I didn’t want to pressureyou, is all.”
“Darius Hill.” I kiss his chin. “I want you to sit in that chair for me.”
I hop out of bed, toss my bag onto the floor, and pat the seat. Darius joins me and sits, spreading his legs wide. I move to my knees and take him in my hand, jerking him a few times, and yup, he’s hard and ready.
“Now, just relax and enjoy this,” I say.
Darius’s fingers brush against my cheek before sliding into my hair, his grip tightening as he holds on for the ride I’m about to give him.
I lick near the base of his shaft, and I give his balls a little kiss before gliding up to the head. He’s leaking precum, and the salty-sweetness entices me. “Someone’s excited.”
“Fuck yeah, I am.” He pulses his cock in my hand, the heat palpable. “I’ve been dreaming about this for . . . years.”
“Are you ready to get sucked, Coach?”
When I glance up at him, Darius nods eagerly, like he’s been waiting for this his entire life.
I take his head in slowly, licking around the tip, giving every spot attention. I’m not going to just start sucking and bobbing like some uncouth heathen. This mouthwatering cock deserves to be savored.
When he lifts his hips, I place a hand on his chest and pull off. “Easy. Give me a minute to appreciate this.” Holding him with my other hand, I notice more precum escaping the tip. I clean it off with my tongue, and Darius shudders under me.
“You’ll get to fuck my mouth soon. I promise.”
“Holy shit, Harry.”
I laugh and take as much of him in as I can. He’s not much bigger than me, but I’m not trying to choke within the first few seconds of blowing him. There’s plenty of time for that.
When I’ve almost reached the base, his soft pubic hair brushes the bridge of my nose. My hand on his chest finds his nipple, and I begin playing with it. Between having his cock and chest attended to, Darius’s breathing becomes heavy and slow.
“Harry. When you’re not yapping, that mouth of yours is magic.”
After a few more bobs on his glorious cock, I pull off. I need more.
The image of him naked, walking into the bathroom flashes in my head. That round, perfect butt. So damn delectable.
“Have you ever had your ass eaten?”
Darius’s eyes go wide.
“I’ll take that as a no.”
I stand, pull him up, and he wraps his arms around me. We’re almost the same height, but I’m about half an inch taller, and Darius immediately returns to kissing me. His tongue brushes the inside of my mouth, he’s grabbing at my ass, and well, this entire encounter wasn’t planned, so we’ll be keeping things to oral, but who knows, depending on how things work out, maybe someday we’ll rail each other.
I reach around and give his ass a squeeze. “Now, let’s have you kneel over the chair.”
His mouth drops open a little as I turn him around,but he complies with my command, positioning his forearms comfortably on the mesh seat.
I lower myself and gently tap his inner thigh, feeling the warmth of his skin. As I graze the light fuzz on his legs, my tongue can’t wait to taste it. Him. All of him.
