“Or it’s the best idea ever.”
Encouraged, I felt up his bulge, too. Judging by the horny“oh”he let out, it was definitely to his taste. His erection pressed against his pants, twitching at my touch, making me long to hear all the sounds he could make. I wanted to explore his whole body, get to know every inch, so I could remember it when he was gone.
“Get up,” I whispered, stood up, and pulled him with me.
My mouth searched for his neck. More and more “ohs”escaped him as I kissed his skin, each one more exhilarating than the last. His chest rose against mine as my right hand slid down his side and went straight for the prize. His “oh”turned into a full-on moan that wrapped its enchanting grip around my soul and made my whole body shiver. I squeezed his dick through his pants. His beautiful moan lengthened, letting me know I was hitting the right keys. With each squeeze, he made more beautiful sounds I could get lost in. It was like a private concert.
Then, without warning, footsteps shuffled through the hallway. I was too far gone to worry about it anymore, though. I brushed my nose against his neck and inhaled.
“Oh shit,” Sebastian whispered as he listened to what was going on in the hallway. His hand shot to my head, holding me in place.
I opened my mouth and let my tongue glide over his skin. He inhaled sharply, holding back a moan that would’ve been the lead vocals if not for the footsteps outside. A slight, suppressed whimper made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. I let go of his bulge and slipped my hand under his waistband into the warmth of his jeans, feeling up his hard, smooth dick. My efforts were immediately rewarded. A cacophony of little held-back cries simultaneously begged for mercy and for me to keep going.
The footsteps passed the door and continued up the back staircase to the third floor.
“You’re a fucking menace,” he whispered.
“Do you want me to stop?” I whispered back, feeling his dick pulse in my palm.
“Hell, no.”
I pulled my hand out of his pants and lifted his shirt. Following my lead, he raised his arms and let me pull it off, giving me full access to his smooth chest. I pressed kisses onto his pecs and stomach as I sank to my knees. My fingers fumbled with the waistband button, quickly revealing his dark blue slip. I pulled his jeans down, and he lifted his legs, starting with the left. The fabric got tangled around his calves, but with a gentle tug, his pants came off.
His head shook slightly the entire time, as if he couldn’t believe I was the more daring one between us.
I pressed my nose against his bulge and inhaled his fresh, musky scent. My fingertips crept under his waistband and pulleddown that last layer of clothing. His cock sprang free, standing straight in front of me. A tiny drop glistened at the tip of his glans. I ran my tongue up his thick shaft.
A loud moan filled the room for a moment before cutting off, replaced by heavy breaths. He must have remembered that someone had walked past the room a minute ago.
As much as I wanted to hear him let everything out, listening to all his subtle noises as he held back made my dick throb even more.
I licked down his shaft again, swirling my tongue around his shaved balls, drawing out more cut-off cries. Spurred on, I slid my tongue between his legs and over his taint. To gain better access, I turned around and slipped between his legs. My tongue kept moving as I licked his ass, searching for the deepest parts of his crack.
His breaths grew shorter and shorter as he fought the urge to make noise. His hands clenched into fists.
“You’re so mean,” he whispered.
“Just say the word.”
“No, you have to finish what you started.”
I licked down his crease, over his taint to his balls, slipped back through his legs, licked up his shaft, and sucked the head of his cock into my mouth. His hands searched for something to hold onto and landed on my ears, muffling the sweet sounds I enjoyed so much.
Time to switch things up.
I pulled my head back, let his dick pop out of my mouth, and stood up.
“My turn,” he whispered, spinning me around and walking me backward until my legs brushed the bedframe. He pulled my shirt over my head, tossed it aside, and pushed on my shoulders to get me to sit on the mattress.
He dropped to his knees and leaned his chin against my thigh, biting into his lower lip as he watched the outline of my dick growing.
“Wow,” he said and pulled my waistband down until my cock flopped out. “You’re packing.”
“It’s about the same size as yours.”
“Exactly,” he said, sticking out his tongue and licking over my shaft.
His fingertips brushed through my landing strip as he wrapped his lips around my cock, taking me all the way into his mouth. A moan escaped him, making his lips vibrate around my glans.
