He moves his hand, swallowing hard. “So good. Too good. I don’t think I'm going to last long.”
“That’s okay.” I lean forward and press a kiss to the tip of his cock. “We don’t have a lot of time. Just let go. Don’t think, just feel, okay?”
“Okay.” He nods his head.
I take him back in my mouth, sucking and pumping him, working him over.
His eyes flutter closed, hand back in place as he whimpers and moans. I fucking love every sound I pull from him.
My own cock is throbbing with need. I can either leave it be and deal with the pain, or take care of it myself.
You know what? Fuck it.
Undoing my jeans with my free hand, I pull my cock out, wrap my hand around it and stroke.
I moan in pleasure around Blake’s dick as I start to jerk myself.
Blake hears me, and his eyes open to see what I’m doing. His gaze lands on my cock and I feel his jerk against my tongue.
His hips thrust forward. “Fuck,” he whimpers. “Cooper, I’m close.”
I suck and lap at his cock as I squeeze and jerk it.
My hand moves over my length faster, my own orgasm quickly building.
Pleasure licks down my spine, balls heavy and aching. My head is spinning. Between his moans and the taste of him, I’m hardly holding on.
Blake grips my hair almost painfully as he starts to thrust into my mouth on instinct.
“Shit, shit, shit,” he whimpers. “Cooper, I’m gonna cum. Oh god, I’m gonna– fuck!”
He tries to pull back, but I swallow him down. I watch in awe as Blake bites his hand, doing his best to smother the sounds he makes as his cock pulses against my tongue.
Thick streams of salty cum shoot down my throat and I do my best to take it all.
Watching his eyes roll back, the groaning sounds he’s making, as his body trembles with his release, is one of the hottest things I’ve ever had the pleasure to witness.
It sends me over the edge, and my own orgasm crashes into me. With a grunt, I cum hard, my release shooting out onto the ground at Blake’s feet.
I work myself over until every last drop is gone as I finish off Blake.
When he’s done, he moves his hand, breathing heavily as he struggles to get air into his lungs.
“Holy fuck,” he pants. “Holy fuck, that was amazing.”
Pulling away from his softening cock with a pop, I lick my lips and grin up at him. “I’m glad.”
He looks down at me, chest heaving. “You’re amazing.”
“No baby, you are. And fuck,” I groan. “You taste so damn good.”
And like Blake does, his cheeks blush, embarrassed that I like the taste of his cum. Not about the fact I just gave him a blow job in the back of the library where anyone can see.
He seems to be reading my mind because our location sinks in. He looks around and quickly tucks himself away.
“Shit.” I chuckle when I see the mess I made.
“Here.” Blake grabs his book bag and pulls out some tissues, handing them to me.
