SEVEN
SEAN
Jeremy Fitzgerald was on his knees about to take my cock in his mouth, and it was just as hot as I’d imagined. The guy had really surprised me. I thought I’d have to be gentle and coax him into hooking up with me, but he was just as eager as I was and not afraid to show it. I’d been right about the fit body underneath his workout pants and oversized hoodie. He was lean, with enough muscle definition that told me he took care of himself. My gaze was drawn to the long, thin scar that went from the top of his right shoulder to just shy of his armpit, and I remembered the accident my brother told me about. I wondered if that had something to do with his problems with crowded places. Then his warm breath ghosted the head of my dick, and I lost the ability to think.
I shivered in anticipation when Jeremy ran his hands up my thighs. I groaned when he slid his tongue over my swollen crown, lapping the copious precum I was dripping. I tilted his chin with my fingers, grabbed my cock, and painted those luscious lips with my fluid. His chocolate eyes went dark with lust. He held my gaze as he slowly ran his tongue over his lips to taste me, and I thought I would come just from watching him. The little smile on his face told me he knew it too. Sassy fucker. This night was getting better and better. I grabbed a handful of his silky hair and tugged gently. “Suck me,” I said hoarsely.
His smile morphed into a full-on grin, and my knees almost buckled when my dick was enveloped in the white-hot inferno of Jeremy’s mouth. He took me to the root in one swallow. “Fuuuuck. Baby, that’s so good.” I stilled a moment, the endearment catching me by surprise. Hookups weren’t the place for pet names, and that’s what this was—right?
Jeremy hummed his pleasure around my cock, and the vibration went up my spine. My hand automatically tightened in his hair, but I eased up because I didn’t want to push him too far. He slid back with a long slow glide, pressing his tongue against the underside of my dick along the way. I moaned a protest when he pulled off my swollen head with a light popping sound. He looked at me with his beautiful dark eyes and put his hand over my hand on the back of his head. He squeezed and said hoarsely, “Fuck my mouth. Don’t hold back.”
I felt my dick go impossibly hard. I made a fist in his hair. “Are you sure?” He nodded, but I shook my head. “I need words. I need to hear you say it.”
Something flashed in his eyes—relief, gratitude maybe? I couldn’t tell for certain. “I’m sure,” he said firmly.
I tugged on his hair, just hard enough for a little sting. “Open for me.” Those pretty lips opened wide, and I slid my cock to the back of his throat. I felt him swallow around me, and I sank in just a little more. Holy shit. At this rate, I wasn’t going to last long at all. I looked down at his lust-glazed eyes and said, “Tap my leg if it’s too much.”
He nodded slightly and put both hands on my hips to pull me closer and swallow me deeper.
My eyes rolled back, and I swore I saw stars. I held on tighter and growled, “Take it. Take it all.”
And he did. I set a punishing rhythm with my hips, only letting up enough so he could take an occasional breath. Grunts of pleasure came from behind his swollen lips, and I saw him reach for his cock. I grabbed his arm and said, “Nope. That’s mine. I’ll take care of you.”
He looked up at me, surprise etched in his features, and I wondered who the hell he’d been with before to put that look on his face. That was my last coherent thought. He hollowed his cheeks and swallowed me down, and I was done.
My orgasm hit me so hard and fast that I barely had enough time to strangle out “Coming” before I shot down Jeremy’s throat. I let go of his head in case he wanted to pull off, but he gripped my hips tighter and sucked down every drop of my cum.
This time my knees did give out, and I ended up kneeling in front of Jeremy while he caught his breath. I ran my fingers through his sweat-dampened hair. “Holy shit, that was…” I crashed my mouth over his, devouring him. I entwined my tongue with his, tasting my own juices. He groaned with need. I felt his dick go rock hard between us while his body undulated against mine for some much-needed friction. I stood and brought him up with me. “I’ve got you, baby.” I walked him backward until the backs of his legs hit the bed. “Get on the bed.”
Jeremy got on and scooted up to the headboard, watching me as I crawled after him. “Sean, please,” he whispered.
I just smiled and licked a stripe from his balls to the crown of his leaking cock. “Mm, you taste good.” I let my hair brush over his dick while I kissed my way up his body, stopping to tease his nipples with my tongue and teeth before taking his mouth again. “I love your lips,” I said. I took his lower lip gently in my teeth. “Especially when they’re stretched around my cock. Now,” I continued, “Where’s that lube of yours?”
“Nightstand,” he rasped.
I spotted the bottle on his nightstand and noted that the lid was flipped open. I raised a brow. “Used it already, did you?”
He smirked. “Hot bartender.”
My semi-hard cock began to fill again at the thought of him jerking off to a fantasy of me. I ground my dick into him as I reached for the bottle. Then I kissed a path up his neck to his ear and flexed my hips. “How’s reality holding up?”
His eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he moaned. “No comparison,” he gasped. “Reality issooomuch better.”
I chuckled softly. “I’m just getting started.” I moved back down the bed and focused on his rigid prick. His moans and pleas soon filled the room while I licked his shaft and sucked on his balls. I lubed my fingers and circled his tight little hole. His moans grew more desperate as he pumped his hips. “Please, Sean. I need…”
I leaned forward. “Need what, baby?”
“Your mouth. Your fingers. Something. Anything.”
“Anything it is.” I took his cock in my mouth and slipped one finger into his tight heat. Jeremy’s hips bucked, and I gagged when his dick hit the back of my throat. I pulled back and circled his crown with my tongue while I pushed my finger deeper.
“God, yes. That’s so good. More. I need more.”
I was kicking myself for leaving my wallet in my office. I wanted to give him more. I wanted to feel his tight hole squeezing my cock. Well, for now, my fingers would have to do. But he was here for a month. Who knew what the future would bring? In the meantime, Jeremy asked—no begged—for more. I was going to give it to him.
I took his cock deeper and slid a second finger alongside the first. I sucked him down as deep as I could and crooked my fingers until I found his sweet spot. The sounds that came out of his mouth were filthy and so fucking hot. “Sean…Jesus…I’m not going to last long.”
Me neither,I thought. My cock was so hard. Just the friction from the comforter was close to sending me over the edge. I felt him swell and grow rock hard in my mouth. “I’m close,” he gasped. A burst of salty cum hit my tongue, and then I was taking his whole load down my throat.
