I moved my left hand to his balls to squeeze them in my palm while my pinkie finger lightly grazed his taint. The groans, whimpers, and increased hip action ramped up my own need.
Reaching a hand into my sweats, I freed my own cock and gave it a couple of strokes before He-Man growled at me. “I wanna do that. And I’m gonna come.”
I smiled and let go, then bobbed my head up and down his shaft as his hands found my hair and gripped it lightly in his fists.
“Fuck, Adam, fuck, fuck,” he moaned as he bucked his hips, shooting his cum down my throat.
Gripping my hair, he continued to thrust until his orgasm had passed and I’d let him fall from my mouth. Loosening his grip some, he held on to me as he sat up and took my mouth in a scorching kiss. Our tongues swirled and Michael tasted himself on my tongue.
Leaning back, he urged me forward so my body was plastered to his. He held me in place as I rocked my aching shaft against him.
“Get on all fours,” he ordered.
I didn’t waste one second obeying that command. It was kinda hot when he ordered me around.
Palming my dripping cock, he smeared some of my pre-cum onto the same palm, then gripped it in his big hand. Stroking me a couple of times, I shivered with need as he held my fisted cock against his stomach. “Fuck my hand and get yourself off on me. I want your cum all over my chest.”
All I could do was nod and comply. Rocking my hips into his fist, He-Man, loosened and tightened his hold until I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Coming, Michael, coming, coming,” I panted as I shot my load all over him, just as he asked.
Exhausted, I went to fall to the side, but he wouldn’t let me. “I need to feel your body pressed to mine, baby.”
Baby? And he’d called me Adam. Not Rockstar.
My heart jolted as I looked into his eyes. “You sure about that, Michael?”
The smile on his face was soft and his eyes were heavy. “Yeah, Adam, I’m sure. We’ll clean up in a bit. But for now, I’d like to hold you if that’s okay with you.”
The emotions growing in me were going to show more than I was ready for him to see. So I nodded and kept my mouth shut as I lowered myself to his chest.
Michael wrapped his arms around me and held me close before shifting us to our sides. He kissed my forehead and held me where I could feel his heart beating.
This was not what I’d planned for our first date, but I don’t think either of us would forget it. Terrifying thoughts began to surface and had me stiffening in his arms.
He-Man noticed and tightened his hold. “It’s okay, Rockstar. I’m not going anywhere, and neither are you. Stop overthinking it. It’s going to be okay.”
I released a pent-up breath and relaxed into his hold.
“How did you know what I was thinking?” I whispered to his shoulder.
He chuckled softly and kissed my forehead. “I know you, Adam. I see who you are, no matter how much you try to hide it. I’m not going anywhere.”
His words were like a powerful melody, hitting my emotions hard and attaching itself to my soul. I said the first thing that came to mind.
“Thank you, Michael.”
He kissed my forehead and squeezed me to him. “Just because I put out before our date doesn’t mean the night’s over.”
I grinned and tilted my head back to look at him. He-Man loosened his hold on me so I could see him.
“What would you like to do? I’ll let you decide since I derailed our plans,” I teased.
He looked thoughtful, as if considering things, then smiled. He looked down at me, then placed a kiss on my forehead.
“I want to take a raincheck on the public date, and order pizza, sit on the sofa, and talk.”
I quirked an eyebrow at him. “Really? That’s it?”
