He reaches up and brushes his fingers over my cheek. "You're incredible, TD."
A lump swells at the base of my throat. I've had people think the worst of me for so long it's nice to receive a genuine compliment like that.
"Thaddeus Delbert."
His whole face bunches up in startled confusion, and he shakes his head. "Huh?"
"That's what TD stands for."
"Oh." He processes it for a moment. "Ohhhh."
"Please forget you ever heard that."
"If you want that to happen," he says, a cheeky grin curving his mouth. "You're going to have to fuck me so hard I don't remember."
12
Tex
"This good?" TD grunts from behind me, his hands gripping the flesh around my waist so tightly I'll be wearing his fingerprints for days. And be happy to do so.
"So good," I moan back, loving the way his cock fills me up from this angle.
I threw out the challenge, and, boy oh boy, has TD met it or what?
He's fucking me doggy style on the bed, and my whole body is vibrating with electricity and passion and…andcloseness. He shared his name with me, and I don't know what that means, but it was important.
"I want to come," I say, reaching for my dick.
"Good," he grunts. "I want to be inside you when you do."
"Okay. I'm close," I say, jerking myself. "Oh, shit. Shit. Shiiit!"
TD stops drilling into me as my orgasm overtakes me, my body rocking and quaking as I release all over the bed.
"Wow," I breathe out. Before I can say anything else, much to my disappointment, Tex pulls out. I spin around. "Why did you do that?"
"Thought you might be sensitive," he answers.
"But you haven't come."
"I'm fine."
He reaches for my face, and I swat his hand away. "Fine, schmine. You are coming, mister. Get on your back."
TD chuckles but obeys.
I lift his legs into the air, which also lifts his ass right into my face. Diving in, I start lapping away like I've been starved of him and curl my fingers aroundhis massive cock. Just beyond it, I can see his face relaxing into a slow, satisfied smile. All signs of the surly coach gone.
I open my mouth and make out with his ass, stroking him harder and faster. Without warning, his hole clenches and spurts of cum start shooting from his dick—straight onto his face and chest.
I lower his legs slowly and take him in. "That's so fucking hot," I say, then, seeing as he seems a little shellshocked, I lick the cum off his face, his chest, his neck, letting the warm salty taste satisfy a craving I never knew I had. "You okay?" I check.
"Yeah, I am." He swallows. "I've just never come like that."
"Was it okay?"
He smirks. "You seemed to like it."
