This man is hotter than I could have ever imagined, and hewants to suck my dick.
I push the towel off, freeing my erection, and Ian scoffs, smiling wide while recoiling like he got shot.
“Jesusfuck, Callum,” he mutters. “What did they feed you out in Wisconsin?”
I try to reply, but I can't—Ian nudges my leg up and plants me on the couch, and he proceeds to get on his knees before licking a firm line up my shaft, which shuts my thinking off. His tongue is warm enough to send shivers into my core, and when he clasps a hand around me, I have to suck a breath in to ground myself.
He slides up my length, pressing his thumb to the tip to spread a drop of wetness around. That alone is enough to make me grit my teeth and press my hips forward into his touch.
“I'mreallysensitive,” I warn him.
That’s met with a gentle hum. “Perfect. God, you're so… Fuck, Ineed your cock.” Ian hovers in front of my crotch, his breath hot on the head. The wait is brutal, but finally,finally,he inhales a gulp of air before?—
Holy. Fuck.
Sheer, unadulterated bliss slams through my body as soon as he closes his lips around me, and I wrangle back a visceral moan, constraining it into a tight gasp. I grab onto a couch cushion, trying to steady myself, but it's no use.
This is downright unbelievable.
I had no idea I was capable of feeling anythingcloseto what I am now. I’m panting, barely holding on, and my throat is tight with the noises I’m pushing down.
Then Ian slides off, leaving me aching for more. “Don’t hold back, Cal. I wanna hear you lose it.” With that, he slips me into his mouth again, and everything I was keeping down escapes at once in a loud, ragged groan.
Ian slicks me with practiced swipes of his tongue, making my head fall back, and then, ohfuck, he does something with his throat that encases my dick in the most delicious, mind-melting sensation I've ever experienced, and I swear I see galaxies.
He does everything on repeat, keeping my dick so freaking wet and twisting his hand around. It’s like he's unscrewing my body and dismantling me into a million tiny pieces.
“Ian, how are you doing this?” I grit out, and he doesn’t reply. He simply flicks his eyes up to mine and smiles around my shaft, not stopping for even a second. I'm swearing, grunting, and making a complete fool of myself, but I don't care. I'm going to come so fast, I might set a record.
“Fuck,” I pant, and Ian makes eye contact again. The sight of his reverent, tear-dampened gaze almost makes me lose it right there. “I'm so close.”
He doesn’t let up—he’s in complete control, I’m giving it to him, and he’s rewarding me with goddamneuphoria.
The more I let myself go, the more he makes up for it, making my balls tighten with every disarming second that passes.
“Oh, god, I?—”
That sentence catches in my throat as he sucks hard, and I spill the most intense, brain-wiping orgasm of my life into his hot mouth. He swallows around me, making my body seize up, the climax blanketing me in total pleasure.
Every single one of my muscles clenches as I ride the high, only relaxing when the short, sharp waves recede. My god, I've been missing out big time.
Ian drags off of me, popping off my softening dick and leaning backward. He wipes his mouth with one hand while stroking himself with the other, and before I can offer to help, he comes onto his abs with a garbled moan.
“Fuck, that was good,” he mumbles, wiping himself off with the towel on the floor. “Did you have fun?”
“Holy crap.” That’s all I can manage.
Ian slips his clothes on and settles next to me. I reach down and pull a pair of my sweatpants out from under the couch, and he nudges my head under his outstretched arm, giving my hair a few gentle scratches as I lie down and relax into his lap. It’s comfortable.
At least until it isn't.
That familiar feeling of sick, thorny shame twists in my gut as I close my eyes and try to shut it out. Without thinking, I latch onto Ian even tighter and try to steady my heartbeat while shoving the little voice in my head aside, the one telling me that I'm wrong for liking this.
It isn't even because it was with another guy. At least that's not the biggest part.
It's because I had sex and dared to enjoy myself.
“Hey there.” Ian’s soothing voice cuts through the fog in my head. “Whatcha thinking about?”
