“A lot of practice.”
Brooks growls. “I don’t need to know that.”
I pop off him, wiping my mouth. “I’ll let you practice on me if you want.”
Based on his reaction, Brooks likes that idea.
“I want to.”
“Not right now though.” I push Brooks back down as he tries to sit up.
“Why not?”
“I like being on my knees too much for you.”
In fact, it’s my new favorite position as I go back to lavishing his dick with attention.
“I don’t want to come down your throat,” Brooks tells me.
“You don’t?” I ask, sliding off him.
“Not this first time.”
“Then I better get prepped.”
Getting on the bed, I reach across to my nightstand to grab lube and condoms. But before I can do anything else, Brooks stops me.
“Do we need to use condoms?” he asks.
Brooks is sitting up now with one leg bent on the bed.
Going bare with Brooks? It’s almost more than I could hope for. “My last STI tests were negative, and I’m on PReP.”
Brooks nods. “I was negative on my last checkup too. I haven’t been with anyone since.”
“Soooo…”
Brooks tackles me to the bed. “No condoms then.”
When he lies on top of me, I almost come unglued. Finding the lube, I pop it open and coat my fingers.
Brooks rocks back onto his heels to watch as I work myself open. Each prod of my prostate has my dick leaking even more, creating a mess on my stomach.
He grabs my foot and pushes it back, opening me up evenmore to him. Brooks stares transfixed as I slide two then three fingers inside of myself.
“Do you know how good you look like this?”
“Tell me.”
Brooks smiles as he wraps a hand around my cock. His movements are slow, but sure. The friction has my hips thrusting up into his tight fist.
“I like feeling you like this. Seeing how much you want me.”
I shake my head. “No.Needyou.”
Brooks rolls his hand over the head of my dick and smooths the wetness down my hard length. “So needy for me, Charlie.”
The way he says my name drives me wild. Like he can’t believe he’s here with me either. That we’re actually doing this. I can’t wait another minute.
