Page 36 of Balls & Falls


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“As long as you don’t bite it off, it’ll be fine,” Charley says with a chuckle.

I give it a lick, feeling the sensitive skin on my tongue, the veins beneath the surface. I lick over the head and Charley hums gently. I take him into my mouth, trying to remember whatCharley did to me last night. I suck my cheeks in and bob my head up and down a few times.

“That’s good,” he murmurs encouragingly, and I take him deeper, trying to see if I can fit him all in. About halfway I almost gag and pull back. Charley strokes his hand through my hair and I try once more, but again I gag and nearly have to stop.

“Easy there,” he whispers, and instead, I wrap my hand round the base and concentrate my mouth on the head. “Yes,” he moans, as I increase the pressure with my mouth while pumping with my hand.

“So fucking good.” His words spur me on faster, and he grips my hair as I hear his ragged breaths. I keep up the rhythm of my hand and mouth, and I feel him tense before he shoots his load into my mouth. I instinctively swallow before sitting back on my heels. He guides me up to standing and kisses me.

“That was amazing, thank you.”

“I didn’t take you all in.”

“One, that isn’t necessary. It’s not a requirement for pleasure. Two, it’s an acquired skill. And three, I’m glad you didn’t choke yourself to death on my cock. Can you imagine the headlines?”

I have to chuckle at that, “Yeah, wouldn’t want to cause a scandal.”

“Exactly, now I’m going to wash you,” he says, grabbing a handful of shower gel. I stand there while he washes me, my torso and arms, across my buttocks. I give a little shudder as he runs his hand down my crease. No one’s ever touched me that intimately before.

“Did you like that?” he asks and I nod. He does it again, grazing across my pucker.

“I don’t know why that feels good but it does,” I say, and he huffs a laugh. He does it again but this time leaves his finger in place, just at my entrance. With his other hand he encircles my cock and starts stroking it. As he slides his hand up and down my shaft I can also feel his finger teasing at my hole. The twin points of pleasure are exquisite, and I feel blissed out between them.

“Oh my fucking god,” I groan loudly as he continues bringing me towards release. His hand moves faster and I can feel the tingling in my lower spine.

“Gonna come baby,” I pant, and he kisses the back of my shoulder.

I can feel it building, and I want to ride the wave when he pushes his finger into my entrance. That pushes me over the edge, and I see stars as my orgasm erupts and my knees nearly give way. He gently removes his finger and I strangely feel its loss. I pull him to me, wanting his support, wanting to feel his skin against mine and wanting him to know how that made me feel.

“Thank you. I don’t even know if I can describe that,” I whisper into his neck.

“That was just the beginning,” he chuckles and holds me tight. I don’t know if I could bear anything more without exploding, but I’m willing to try.

We finish washing and dry ourselves then get dressed quickly. My legs still feel shaky so I’m glad Charley’s driving. Within ten minutes we’re on the road to Larchdown.

Charley pulls up outside Perks and Pastries.

“Have you been in here before?” he asks. It’s only been open around six months.

“A few times. You’ll like the owners, and Alex has a real skill.”

“Does he? I’m intrigued.”

“You’ll see,” I say and get out of the car. I hold the door to the coffee shop for him, and he gives me a curious look as he passes me, but I just smile.

“Hi, Alex. Hi, Josh,” I call out to the two guys behind the counter.

“Hi, Gabriel,” Alex greets me.

Charley looks at Alex with a curious expression on his face. “Have we met?”

“You probably don’t remember me as I’m a few years younger than you, but I know you’re Old Pete’s nephew. Charley, right?”

“Yeah, that’s right. I’ve been away for a few years.”

“You want coffee, right?” Alex asks, and Charley goes to speak but Alex holds up his hand and Charley closes his mouth.

“Americano with a little semi-skimmed milk and cinnamon syrup,” Alex says, and I watch as Charley’s jaw drops.