I laugh and roll over on top of him. My hair falls over my eyes, and I can hear the wind picking up outside. “What, are you shy now?”
To answer, Matty grabs the back of my head and pulls me down onto him. His body writhes up against me, touching me everywhere as our tongues meet in a slow, steady kiss.
Definitely not shy.
He presses his lips to my ear. “The rest of the crew should show up any minute. But if we’re quick, we might have time to break in this bedroom.”
I drag my lips down to his neck and kiss the soft spot behind his chin. He squirms beneath me, and I think I’ve found one of his special spots, so I stay there a minute, tasting his skin while he wriggles. “I can be quick,” I rasp.
“Fuck,” Matty moans. He tangles his fingers in my shaggy hair and gives it a gentle tug. “Not too quick.”
It’s not like he asked me to move in with him or anything, but saying I’m there as Matty’s date instead of some fake boyfriend routine turns me on. It’s like things have gotten a little more real, and for once, instead of feeling scared, I like that.
I like it so much, I suddenly decide to try something new.
I push Matty’s sweater up and pull my face down to kiss the bare skin of his belly. His abs are soft but firm, and when I drag my hands around to his hips, I find the soft give that curves to his round ass. There’s a faint trail of blonde hair from his bellybutton down to his waistband, and I run my tongue up its length, earning another loud moan from Matty.
“Fucking hell, Stone,” he says, pulling his sweater off. “That feels amazing.”
I drag my tongue around and reach up to feel his chest. His nipple is a hard nub when I rub it, and his body twitches and squirms beneath me. When I palm his cock through his jeans, Matty jerks his hips and whimpers.
Heat flares at my base.
There’s no denying that this is exactly what I want, and every drop of pleasure I earn from him makes me want it more.
I unzip his jeans and tug them down, revealing the thick bulge of his cock, straining the front of his black briefs. When I grip his length, the warm pulse shoots to the core of me.
It’s going to be so fucking fun to make him come again.
I tug Matty’s briefs down and free his hard cock. It’s pink, and there are two veins on the side, bulging out while pearly white liquid drips from his slit. I grip him by the base, the soft skin like velvet over the hard steel of his erection, then dart my tongue across his slit.
“Oh fucking hell, Stone, you’re going to make me blow my load.”
He’s salty and sweet, a flavor I didn’t expect liking so much. “Sounds hot,” I say, pumping him lightly.
My own cock aching, I shove my hand down my jeans. My grip offers a little release from the painful need, but I’m not satisfied until I take Matty in my mouth. Jerking us both with the same rhythm, I drag my lips up and down his shaft.
It’s strange and unfamiliar, having this twitching hard flesh in my mouth, but really fucking hot, too. I experiment, shoving his crown back against my throat and curving my tongue to run Matty’s length. When I suck softly, his whole body quivers, and once I start bobbing the seal of my mouth down his shaft, the moans tumble out.
Damn. I could do this all day.
No one has ever responded to my touch like Matty does. I’ve never felt like every one of my instincts was somehow right, but I do now. And his salty precum and the tug of his fingers in my hair and those deep, desperate moans, all of it is fuel.
My hand is wet with saliva and precum as I slick my own length and pump harder, flaring near the edge of an orgasm. “I’m close,” Matty moans, and when I push my fingers between his legs, rubbing behind his balls, he yells it again. “I’m so close!”
“Come for me,” I grunt, then drag my lips back down his shaft.
With another thrust of his hips, Matty spasms hard. I feel his cock swell in my mouth, and when his release hits the back of my throat, I explode with my own orgasm. The world spins around me, everything upside down as cum fills my mouth and electricity shocks my insides.
I really like sucking Matty’s cock.
“Stone,” Matty groans, pulling on my shoulder.
I lick my lips and realize I’ve swallowed his release down. “That was fucking sexy,” I say.
A second later, I hear the rumble of a car. Matty and I both shoot up, our legs tangled together and our raw cocks hanging out.
“Shit,” he whispers. “They’re here.”
