In the past, he’s jerked away if I touched him there without thinking, a careless action I won’t repeat. His posture stiffens, and he looks slightly panicked at my question. I keep stroking him. “Just to hold. I won’t do anything else.”
The pinched expression melts away as he looks at me. He exhales a shaky, “Okay.”
“You sure? You can always tell me no,” I tell him.
That small smile returns. “Yeah, I know that. It’s okay.”
The trust he’s giving me in this moment means everything, and I won’t betray it. I gently bring my free hand to the outside of one ass cheek and spread my fingers wide, making sure I keep a fair distance from his crease. His body quivers before settling.
I bring his cock back to my mouth. I trace my lips with the head, leaving a trail of precum covering them. I lick it off, savoring the slightly salty but sweet taste of him. I take him into my mouth and run the flat of my tongue along the underside before pressing more firmly into the sensitive spot beneath the head.
Gabe groans above me. He’s squeezing his fists at his sides like he’s not sure where to put them. I pop off his cock and take his wrists in my hands, guiding them to hold either side of my face. I lap at his balls as his mouth drops open, and his chin hits his chest.
When I suck a ball into my mouth and gently tug, he gasps. “Oh god, that feels good. You’re so sexy, Noah.”
That makes me grin obscenely around his ball. Knowing Gabe is attracted to me as much as I am to him satisfies a deep craving in me. I want him so badly. I want it all. I want him to fuck me. I didn’t know if he’d want that, but after how he ate my ass and fingered me, making those filthy noises, I’m thinking he would. And I’m glad I’ve never done it before—I want it to be him.
But right now, I want to swallow him whole.
“Hold on to my face, baby. Fuck my throat like you want to fuck my ass.”
Okay, that was a bit of a bold statement, but the way his eyes darken and his cock jumps in front of my face, I think he wants that. I bring both hands to his ass and encourage him forward.When his cock bumps my lips, I open wide and pull him as far into my throat as I can. The stretch borders on too much, my lips stinging with the girth of him.
Gabe whimpers, his fingers digging into the back of my neck, thumbs at my jaw. I take him so far that my airway is cut off. I hold him there, then swallow, feeling my throat constrict around him.
He keeps chanting my name over and over. My own cock perks up at the sound, like it knows who its owner is. I pull back slightly to inhale through my nose before using my hands on his ass to guide his movements. I bring him deep every time.
Then he’s rocking his hips all by himself, the thrusts deep and long. I drag my tongue and swallow when I can.
His hands are trembling against my face, and my name sounds close to a sob coming from him. He’s close. My own cock is painfully hard again. All my senses are made up of Gabe—his scent, his sounds, the feel of that massive cock tunneling down my windpipe.
I take one of his hands in mine and bring it to the front of my neck so he can feel his cock there. He doesn’t put any pressure on it, but on his next thrust, his cock bumps his hand through my throat, and a shocked, choked cry leaves him.
“Noah! I—” His words cut off on a sinful sound as he comes.
I swallow, but his cock is still down my throat, so all I can do is take what he gives me as I constrict around him.
When he’s done, he pulls out, I cough and gulp in greedy lungfuls of air, raising myself onto my elbows so I can get a good look at him. My throat is raw, and my jaw is aching.
Gabe quickly gets up on the bed beside me. His hands come to my throat as he gently runs his thumbs along the sides soothingly. But his eyes are wild. “Noah, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to come like that. Are you okay?”
I hate the frantic note in his voice. I’ve just had the best night of my life. I don’t want him worrying. I grin widely at him.
“We should do that every night. Holy fuck, Gabe, that was epic.” My voice is a roughened rasp.
Gabe’s eyebrows fly up. Then he bursts out laughing, and I see it. The dimple.Mydimple. I trace my thumb along it, smiling. Ever since that night by the lake, he ducks his head less when he’s smiling, and it’s like he’s letting me have another piece of him.
“You’re crazy.” He says but there’s nothing but affection in his voice.
“Crazy about you.” I waggle my eyebrows. He smiles so big, little creases form by his eyes.
Then his eyes fall on my hard cock, and he nibbles his bottom lip before licking it. God, he has no idea how sexy he is. He drags his palms down my torso, soft fingers grazing my nipples, making me sigh in pleasure. His hands trace my abs, then he presses soft kisses there before his tongue dips into my V-cut and follows the path down. His soft, pliant mouth closes around me.
I close my eyes and sink back into the bed, enjoying every moment this beautiful man gives me.
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GABE
