He nods, focusing on my ass. “Wow. Fuck, wow.” His hands travel down my thighs, smoothing around the tops of my legs. “You’re so beautiful.” Those hands come back around before resting on my ass, his thumbs slipping into my crease. He stretches me open, and my leg falls back further. He moves up the bed then shocks me with his tongue licking up my center.
“Stop teasing me, Felix.” His eager tongue ignores me, swiping around my rim. I clench against it, moaning as each stroke sends pleasure through me. Warm. Wet. Teasing. I can’t help grinding down against his face.
“You taste so good, Grey.” He buries his face again, my back arching with the slight penetration of his tongue. He licks me stupid, and a string of moans spill from my lips as he plays. I let him explore. Every hot lash of his tongue makes my cock jump on my belly. I know he’s playing around, finding ways to pull more noise from my lips. I need more. I’m so greedy.
“Felix,” I breathe, my hand smoothing down my chest to grab my balls, lifting them slightly. “Your fingers.”
He gets up between my thighs, running his hands up and down my body. His fingers stop and circle around one nipple, and he smiles with a full-body shiver. He does it again, and again, until I’m whining. His hands travel down, touching my skin until they land on my cock. Feather-light touches on the tip and down my shaft. “Felix.”
“Shh, be good for me,” he whispers, his attention on my swollen cock. His touch is faint as it fans over my balls, just touching, massaging. Then he rakes his nails under my sac. My cock jumps. He laughs. With his pointer finger he rubs the pearling precum around the tip of my cock, driving me crazy. Heat scorches my stomach. “Felix, please. I’m aching, baby.”
“What do you want, Grey?” He jerks me softly, alternating between long strokes and circling his fingers around my tip, teasing me. He drops back down to his elbows, jerking my cock, and his fingers slide between my cheeks, tapping my hole.
Instead of giving me more he pulls away, then he presses his thumb to my perineum, massaging me. “Felix. Fuck, Felix.”
“You want my fingers?” With two hands he strokes and massages my dick, slowly jerking me with a firm, slick hand. “Grey?” I lift my head and draw my knee back, twitching. He prods my hole with just the tip of his finger while he wiggles it inside me. The penetration feels so good and he’s barely entered me. “Felix, please.
“You’re so hot and tight, Grey.” He thrusts just the tip of his finger in. “You’re squeezing me.”
My stomach contracts as I roll against his finger. “Felix.” My legs widen more. “I need your fingers.” He jerks me, thinking over my words.
“How deep do you want them?”
“So fucking deep.” I groan.
“You sure?”
“Fuc—fuck yes. Fuck, please.” I grind into his hand the faster he jerks me.
Then he stops massaging my swollen tip, and I lift my head. I’m slick with precum, shaking with need. He slides two fingers inside me.
“Oh, fuck yes, Felix.”
My knees widen as I grind down on them. He thrusts them inside as I squirm between the fingers in my ass and his hand around my cock. He twists, keeping his thumb on the sensitive skin under my head.
His fingers slip out of my ass to squeeze my balls, and the change leaves me breathless, panting like a desperate mess. Then he slides them both back inside. I writhe, needy and desperate for it. Felix’s hooded eyes drink in the mess he’s making.
Then it’s one finger, his middle one sliding inside as he strokes and crooks it, setting my body on fire. My back bows. I’m trying to be careful of my leg, but I can’t stop squirming. His fingers massage my balls as he hits that spot inside me. “Jesus, Grey.” I look down, not understand until I see how red, how slick, how swollen I am in his hand. My cock is throbbing. I just need to let go. He keeps changing his movements, alternating between fucking me with his fingers and squeezing my sac. When his hand stops jerking, I thrust up, seeking the relief he’s holding just out of reach.
Then his fingers wrap back around me, two fingers in my ass pumping me toward release. “Holy shit.” My fingers bunch into my comforter, my back arches. I’m bearing down, seeking more than what this little devil is keeping from me. I try to be mindful of my knee, but I can’t help how much I’m twitching. “Oh my god, Felix.”
“Fuck, Grey. You’re so perfect. This tight little hole. I can’t wait to fuck you. I can’t wait to feel how hot and tight you are, how good you feel under me, submitting to me.” My stomach clenches, his words push me closer. My body curls forward as he pulls one of my balls between his lips.
“Oh my god, Felix. Felix, please, I’m close.”
He stops, and the whine I let out is not manly to say the least. His fingers play with my nipples as he chuckles. Soft heat flares inside me, just at the edge. My balls are so heavy. He pours more lube over his fingers.
Then I get three fingers stretching me open. “Felix.” He kisses my dick then licks a strip up my shaft in one indulgent lick. “Holy sh-shit.”
His hands wander down my thighs, pulling me closer, his mouth so full of my cock as she sucks and savors. He looks up and it nearly takes me out. My hips thrust up into his mouth. “Fuck me. Suck me. Come on, please.”
He pulls off my cock with a pop. He jerks me fast, my ass lifting off the bed to chase this feeling. I roll my hips, curling forward, so on edge I might snap. My legs spread wide. Fire licks my belly. “I’m gonna come. I’m gonna?—”
Nothing. He stops.
Tears burn my eyes, fingers bunching so hard I might snap. “Felix, please.” My watery pleas go unheard. My cock stands straight up, red and angry, so wet with my precum and his spit.
My body bows as he touches me again. Too sensitive. It almost hurts. So much pressure. I just want to let go. Legs wide, I can’t stop moving as he jerks me. “Your balls. Oh my god, Grey.” He touches me. “They’re so heavy. You’re so full, huh?” I grit my teeth, nodding as he teases me, jerking fast and circling his fingers at the tip before he stops with a firm hand squeezing my aching cock.
