“You’ve got me so fucking hard. My cock is leaking precum.”
His head pops up. That got his attention. He strains to see me, and I stand, pulling a bead off the tip with my thumb, giving him the view he’s after. “Be a good boy and let me feast on you, and I’ll let you have another taste.”
“Fuck.” He returns his head to the desk, and his backside raises as he goes up on his toes.
I slap the tip of my cock against his eager hole, teasing him. “You’re not quite ready for this, but let’s see how open I can get you.”
And with a flap of my tail, I return to the chair, slide up, spread Jamie wider, and get to work.
“Oh, oh, oh.” He clenches momentarily before he pushes a deep breath out, and I sense him relaxing. “My. Gods. Your tongue. It’s so… so… oh, gods help me.”
I chuckle at Jamie’s rambling, but don’t stop attending to his sweet ass. There’s something about theway he tastes. The warmth, the softness, the faint, natural scent that lingers no matter what perfume or soap he uses. It’s intoxicating, subtle, and impossible to ignore. Each brush of my tongue over his skin feels electric, like discovering a new flavor you didn’t know existed but suddenly can’t live without.
I pull back to let him catch his breath while I take in the stunning sight of his hole. Eager. Wet. Desperate for more. “Does that feel good?”
Jamie’s silent, but he goes up even higher on his toes for a moment, wiggling his adorable ass at me.
“Do I take that as a yes?”
“Yes, fuck yes. What are you doing with your tongue? You’re covering so much real estate. Do you have a license to use it that way?” Jamie’s legs shake slightly. “It’s making my knees weak.”
“Well, like everything on me, it’s… large.” I give one of his cheeks a gentle slap. “And a little rough.”
“It’s perfect. Magnus, if you keep doing… whatever you’re doing, you’re going to make me come.” He reaches under, pushing his dick back, and I slide my tongue down, lapping from his balls to the tip of his delicious dick.
“You want to come, don’t you?”
He moans as I gently suck on the head.
I know humans don’t produce the same amount of cum as I do, but I still want whatever he’s got. To smell it. Feel it. Taste it.
Thankfully, we don’t have to stress about STDs.Scientists figured out decades ago nothing passes the biological divide. Another bonus of interspecies dating.
I resume rimming him, licking his hole, taking the tiniest nibble of his cheek, and doing my best to ram my tongue deep inside. He’s taking longer breaths, opening up, and I’m able to plunge deeper. I grasp his dick, stroking with one hand, while my other spreads him wide.
I pull back for a moment, taking in the view while I give my cock a few pumps. His gaping hole wet with sweat and saliva. His cock, hard and dribbling, against my hand. “Fuck, Jamie. You’re fucking beautiful.”
“Don’t stop. Please. Please.”
I’m not sure if he means rimming or jerking him off, so I get back to both. He was right—it doesn’t take long before I sense his body tensing up. He’s close. I lick, suck, and stroke with added fervor, desperate to bring him to the edge. My mouth focuses on his ass, but every so often, I allow myself to take a lick or quick suck of his cock. He’s circumcised, the delicious head easily accessible. I run my tongue along the tip, and Jamie’s body vibrates under me. When he moans a little louder, I glide down his taint, over his balls, and down his shaft just in time to catch his release on the tip of my tongue as he lets out the cutest little howl.
My grunts join his moans as his dick unloads into my mouth. I rub the tip of his cock on my tongue, and he trembles at the contact. Or maybe it’s because he’s coming. Or maybe both. He tastes sweet. Salty. Heavenly in a way I want to lap up and keep inside me.
“Fuck. Your tongue. On my cock. Fuck. Oh, dear gods.”
There’s another blast into my mouth, and I swallow every drop.
Finally, he finishes, and, leaving a hand on his ass, I sit back, relishing him this way.
“Did you enjoy that?”
“Can’t move,” he mumbles into his arms on the desk. “Give me a second.”
“Take all the time you need.” I stroke my cock. I’m so damn turned on, it’s not going to take long. “Let me jerk off while enjoying this view.”
“Wait, no.” He lifts his head but doesn’t turn around. “I mean, I wanted to. Want to. Just…” His head drops back onto the desk. “Can’t move.”
I stand, stroking myself slowly as I walk around to the front of the desk. With two fingers, I lift Jamie’s chin, bending over slightly, and whisper, “Did you want to suck my fat cock a little more?” I hold it up, only inches from his lips. “I’m very close. It won’t take much.”
