Winking, he pressed my legs wide, then settled between them with my cock inches from his mouth.
“Jesus, Alex.”
There went the eyebrow. “Look at your watch.” His lips were so close to my leaking tip that I could feel his breath wafting across my dick’s sensitive nerve endings, torturing me.
Suck me, please.
“Ryder?”
I blinked. “What?”
“Your watch.”
“My… wa… oh.”
I crashed back to reality as though Alex had slapped me. The entire point of this activity was to time the blow job and see if I could hold out longer than he did.
I was doomed.
“O-okay,” I said as I glanced at my watch. “Ready when you are.” That was the understatement of the century. If he didn’t get his mouth on me soon, I was likely to start begging.
Instead of engulfing me between his plump lips, Alex wrapped a strong hand around my cock and swiped his thumb over the fluid at the tip.
Close enough.
I pushed the start button on my watch’s timer as my head fell back on a groan so I didn’t see him lean into lick me, but I sure as hell felt the warmth of his tongue circling the head of my dick.
“Oh shit.”
I was so fucked.
“Alex.” I lowered my head and his eyes met mine a second before he opened his mouth wide. The asshole was out for blood. He didn’t tease or torment, and there was no build-up or warning games. He sucked me straight to the back of his throat.
“Fuck!” I shouted. The pressure and heat were almost too much to bear. My hips lifted off the chair of their own accord, and I grabbed onto his hair. Alex grunted, not quite a gag, but close, though he didn’t back off even a fraction of an inch. He kept my cock deep as his throat muscles worked around the head, making me see stars.
He finally drew back, inhaling through his nose before diving back down on my dick. Again and again, he drove me out of my mind with the hot tug of his lips along my oversensitive shaft.
“Yes,” I cried as he tongued the underside of my head, and shocks ricocheted across my skin. “Fuck, Alex, that’s so good. Your mouth is so goddamn good.”
He hummed his response to the praise, then continued going to town on my dick. Spit pooled at the corners of his mouth in an erotically filthy sight.
I couldn’t fight it the way he’d done the other night, and I didn’t want to. I wanted to come. Today had been fraught with too many emotions. I was too vulnerable, too close to the emotional edge, to deny myself something so good. Alex probably knew it. He’d probably chosen tonight, knowing I’d come fast and hard, and he’d win the bet.
As a man of my word, I’d be forced to leave the job. Later, I might hate it, feeling tricked. Maybe I’d even be furious with him, but his mouth felt too damn amazing to worry about that now.
The suction disappeared from my dick, making me groan in protest, only to have Alex chuckle and then take one of my balls into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck, I love that. You found my weakness,” I mumbled, to which he hummed a reply that vibrated through my sac.
Why was I telling him these things? I needed to shut up, and, oh God, the suction on my balls had my eyes crossing, but I needed more. I needed the pressure back on my dick.
“Alex…” I gripped his hair and pulled him off my nuts only to direct him back to my cock with a line of precum running from the tip.
“Mmm,” he said with a smile. “You’ve got one hell of a delicious dick, Ryder.”
Holy shit, I almost came right there, blasting his face with my cum. He’d complimented me. He’d let me know he was enjoying this. He wasn’t slogging through it to win a bet.
He sucked me back into his mouth, and that was it. Three more slides down my shaft, and I shouted into the quiet club.
