I wanted him.
I wanted him to want me.
I needed him to want me.
“Patrick,” he murmured.
I turned to face him and was met with his warm mouth. His lips moved against mine, instantly throwing gas on the fire. Our teeth bumped against one another’s as our mouths moved quickly to gain more leverage. Hollis’ mouth tasted like a mix of chocolate and salty potato chips.
Our mouths continued to roughly press and move against one another as he reached into my pants. I felt like I was one stroke away from blowing my load the moment his firm hand wrapped around my cock. I pulled my hand out of my sweatpants and reached out to take hold of his dick.
“Yeah, stroke me, Patrick.”
Whatever he wanted, he’d have it. If he wanted to bend me over and fuck me hard, I’d gladly let him. I was high on Hollis and his attention.
My fingertips ran along his cock’s vein, and the friction of my hand was making him moan.
“Mmm, stand up,” he instructed.
My heart slammed against my chest as it tried to pry its way out and into Hollis’ hands. I was ready for him to bend me over or push me to the ground to suck him. Whatever he wanted, I wanted to give it to him.
I was barely upright when he took hold of the waistband of my gray sweatpants and pulled them halfway down to my knees. He stepped closer, and as his mouth crushed against mine, he moved my hand away from his dick and pressed his against mine. Both of his hands enveloped our shafts, and he began to feverishly jack us off.
My body was so overwhelmed with intense pleasure that I had to brace myself by gripping his t-shirt on his shoulders. I was literally in his capable hands.
“Dude, pull our shirts up,” Hollis instructed. I quickly let go of one of his shoulders and raised my t-shirt to my neck while I pulled the hem of his shirt up to his sternum.
Within moments, both of us were moaning and nipping at one another’s mouths as hot jets of cum landed on our chests and stomachs. Hollis pulled his mouth off mine and rested his forehead against mine. We laughed a little while small bursts of warm air landed on one another’s face. He cupped his hand around the back of my neck and jostled me.
“That was fucking hot,” he panted.
“No shit.” I smiled. We looked down at our cum-splattered bodies and laughed some more. We both had a mixture of our own cum and the other’s on us.
“This one is definitely from me,” Hollis announced as he took two fingertips and spread the huge glob of cum that sat in the center groove of my abs.
“What? How do you know?” I asked while I laughed.
He shrugged his shoulders and then glanced into my eyes before he returned his focus to smearing cum along my abs as if he were painting.
“I don’t know. I like coming on you. I like it, therefore the largest wad of cum that’s on your skin is naturally from me.”
His words stalled me because there was something about the way he looked at me right before he said it and his tone. It was gentle and showed that even The Dragon had a softer, more vulnerable side.
“Say something, Patrick.” I could see a bit of panic in his eyes. Maybe he was worried he’d crossed a line or made me uncomfortable. I wanted to quickly squash any of those worries.
“I love…”Whoa. Easy. Don’t make him uncomfortable.“I loved it.” I quickly recovered from almost letting my heart throw itself at Hollis. He smiled, and his eyes lit up as if my words had just saved him from a probable death.
He quickly pressed his lips against mine, sending shockwaves through my body and soul. His words and touch could build me up to an incredible high.
“Come on, let’s clean up,” he said and gestured for me to follow him to his bathroom.
Hollis soaked two washcloths and handed one to me. I looked down at my body, and when I pressed the damp cloth against my abs, Hollis reached out and covered my wrist and some of my hand with his. I looked at him as he smiled and pulled my wrist toward his torso.
Oh!
I smiled, and as I rubbed some spots of partially dried cum off his skin, I could feel the heat of embarrassment on my face. And again, maybe he worried about crossing the line because he spoke up and showed his vulnerable side.
“Is this okay?”
