He let go of Dylan’s head – releasing his hair and pulling his thumb out of his mouth – and leaned back into his seat.
Dylan hesitated, suddenly nervous. The bulge of Steve’s cock was right there – close enough that he could lean in and lick it – and it wasbig.
The last time they’d done this, Steve had been very nice and let Dylan set the pace, but that had been a roleplay where Dylan was a cute little puppy. Their current game seemed to have a rougher edge.
It was an intimidating realization.
“Did you change your mind?” Steve asked, tilting his head.
If Dylan wanted to change the game they were playing, Steve would do so in an instant. All of his alphas would. The knowledge settled Dylan’s nerves.
“Nope.” He grinned and rushed to open Steve’s pants.
Undoing the button and pulling down the zipper of Steve’s suit, he exposed Steve’s underwear. Dylan’s hand trembled as he reached into the briefs and slid his hand down next to the thick shaft.
Dylan’s fingertips traveled down the silky-smooth skin, the softness contrasting with the ridged hardness underneath and the veins he could feel running up and down the shaft. His first attempt to pull Steve’s cock out of his pants failed. There was too little room to move, and Steve wasn’t helping, sitting slouched and watching him like some kind of king on his throne.
The sound of the jet engine mixed with the rushing in Dylan’s ears, his fingers trembling with want and need.
“Try again,” Steve instructed, his voice soft and patient. He followed the words up with a light smack to Dylan’s cheek, catching him off guard yet again. He smirked. “Stop being lazy.”
Dylan grabbed Steve’s cock with a determined grip. This time he was less careful, managing to free the length from Steve’s suit and let it bounce against his stomach, before the shaft came to rest in the air in front of his face.
It was even bigger than he remembered.
“Don’t forget my balls,” Steve said, taking his shaft in hand and giving it a few pumps. “What was it you said, that you wanted to suck on them while you pushed your face into my cock? Let’s start with that.”
He bounced his leg, making Dylan’s whole body jerk as the movement stimulated his cock where it lay crushed against the alpha’s leg.
“Yes, alpha.”
Dylan lifted Steve’s balls out of his underwear, lowering them down and letting them dangle between his thighs. They were huge – round like plums and just as enticing – hanging heavy and loose in their sac.
Dylan wanted them in his mouth.
Before he could second guess himself, he pushed his face between Steve’s legs and sucked one of his balls into his mouth. The taste of salty skin and musk exploded on his tongue, and together with the scent of Steve’s crotch filling his nose, Dylan was in sensory heaven. He pushed his forehead into the thick shaft looming over his face, the hot length like a brand against his forehead.
He closed his eyes, sucking on Steve’s ball and rubbing it over his tongue with abandon.
It felt just as good as he’d imagined. Steve’s gut clenched, his body curling forward, and he grabbed Dylan by the back of his head to keep him in place.
“Fuck!” he grunted, using his other hand to push the base of his cock against Dylan’s forehead. “Yeah, use your tongue like that. Fuck, that feels so good!”
Warmth bloomed in Dylan’s stomach, Steve’s words making his trapped cock twitch with pleasured delight.
Steve had Dylan suck on his balls for a while, letting him alternate between them while bouncing his leg. After a while, Dylan felt like he was in a trance. He forgot that they were on a plane or that something horrible had happened less than twenty-four hours ago. The only things that existed were Steve and his big balls.
“All right, it’s time to suck it,” Steve said, grabbing Dylan by his hair and pulling him off his ball. It came free with a plopping sound, falling back between Steve’s thighs and coming to rest next to its twin. Both balls glistened with spit and pre-come, and Dylan had never seen anything prettier.
“Can you squeeze your thighs around my head while I suck them?” he asked, needing to feel Steve’s thighs crushing him while the alpha’s balls were in his mouth like he needed to breathe.
Steve laughed.
“Maybe later. I’m going to fuck your mouth now. Are you okay with that?”
Dylan nodded and Steve slapped him.
“Use your words.”
