“I may hate this,” I tell him.
The last time I did this, we were drinking and he was having some sort of meltdown. There is no alcohol involved this time, no one’s freaking out, and so I feel like it’s the first time all over again. I have a clear head, and I know exactly what I’m doing, making this much different from the other time.
“I’m willing to take the chance,” he adds quickly.
“I have no idea what I’m doing.”
“I will gladly fucking teach you.”
I drop my hand and unbutton his jeans, shove them down with his briefs, and grip his dick. He’s hard and warm.
A choked sound leaves his perfect lips and I lean in again, kissing the side of his mouth, then his jaw. I make my way to his neck, trying to distract myself, but also him, in case I completely suck at this.
I stroke his dick, getting used to the feel of him. I don’t know if I’m doing this right because I can’tfeelit. I don’t know what he feels, but I guess it’s the same with girls, right? I’ve eaten pussy a couple of times. Fingered girls.You listen to and watch for the cues and go from there. So I try my best to study Alex and his expression, his body language. His cues.
I’m going to assume Alex’s moans and him thrusting into my hand is a good thing.
“Jordan,” he breathes out. “Fuck, that feels good.”
I grunt out a sound of approval, moving to the other side of his neck and stepping impossibly closer to him, while still managing room to jerk him off. I swipe my finger along the head of his dick, gathering the precum and spreading it along his length to use for lube.
I am not ready to put his dick in my mouth, but this… I like this.
I like the way his body trembles, I like the sounds he’s making, and I really like the way his dick feels. Hard, yet soft and smooth. Wet and sticky against my palm.
It’s only now I realize I’m hard again too, and I groan.
That has never happened to me before. Nothing has ever turned me on that much…
“Is this okay?” I ask.
I know it is, in my head, I just want to hear him say it.
“So fucking okay,” he says breathlessly.
I bite his neck, causing him to yelp, which quickly turns into a groan.
“Fuck, Jordan!”
“You like that?”
“Yes,” he cries out.
So I do it again.
His moan is the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard, and I jerk him off faster, going along with the motion of his hips.
“You’re going to make me come,” he says.
“I was hoping for that,” I say, bringing my lips back to his.
His hands move over my chest, sliding up until they find my shoulders and he sinks his fingernails into me like he never wants to let go.
I don’t want this to stop, I love seeing him like this, love knowing I make him like this, but I’m afraid if I stop, I’ll fuck it all up.
His hands slide down my chest and come to my side, digging into my hips. He grits his teeth, head falling back as he lets out a raspy moan. “I’m coming.”
I lean back just a little and look between us, watching as his dick erupts. I can’t pull my eyes away, watchingmyhand bring him to orgasm. Watchinghiscum splatter all over my jeans and stomach. It’s warm and hot… and so fucking sexy because it’s his and not mine.
