I keep going, and he lifts his legs and squirms out of them the rest of the way, silently showing me what he wants. I don’t know if slow means getting naked in under a few minutes, but we can slow it down from this point on.
I hope.
It’s hard not to grasp him and take him right into my mouth.
I ease back and settle between Wizard’s spread legs. They’re so thick and ridiculously muscled. As soon as I get down here, Wizard’s chest starts pumping. He’s breathing hard, his lips parted, eyes screwed shut.
“Are you okay?” I run my hand up his leg. He shivers violently. Seeing how my touch affects him causesmyinsides to go wild and squiggly.
He nods.
I run my hand down his thigh again, tracing his quads to his knee, and then back. I don’t stop. I explore the dip where his leg creases. The skin is so delicate and thin. I’m as gentle as I can be, but Wizard still shivers.
I brush my fingertips over his balls, over the hairs around the base of his cock. He’s so hard that there’s a wet puddle just below his bellybutton. I mean to trace the length of him—and holy shit, that’s never going to fit into my mouth, even if I take him halfway down my throat, but he groans and freezes. His back arches, his abs ripple, and then he’s coming.
Hot jets spurt over his stomach. He paints his own chest, shooting off so violently that come squirts over his nipples and stripes his throat. It keeps going, his cock kicking, jetting another squirt that gets him in the chin.
“Oh my god,” he groans, and not in a good way. He slams his arm over his eyes, hiding his face. “Fuck. I’m sosorry.”
“Sorry? Why are you sorry? That was sohot.”
“I told you I wouldn’t last long. That was apparently a massive understatement. Now you’re gonna think I’m sovirginalthat I blow my load after a single second and one stroke of my balls.”
“Mm.” I know it’s not slow, and it’s definitely not damage control. I justneedthis. I want him to have this. I can’t stop myself. I drop my mouth to the base of his cock and start licking. My mouth explodes with saliva before I even get the first taste.
He hisses when my mouth makes contact. I lick over his cockhead, salt bursting over my tongue. I need more. I want all of it. I lick along his abs, dragging my tongue through the streaks until I get to the spots that are puddled higher up.
“What are you doing?” His fingers fist in my hair and he tries to tug my head away. “That’s so gross. Don’t do that.”
I let him raise my head and look him in the face. “It’s not gross to me. I like this.”
“I might technically be a virgin, but I’m not a dumbass. No one likes eating come. That’s a porn myth.”
“You’re dead wrong on that. Maybe some people don’t, but I like the way you taste. Salty and earthy and like you.” I shake him off and keep going. I lap up another puddle and hum low in my throat. “If it was gross, I would definitely be gagging. It’s not something I’d be able to fake.”
I lap at his throat while he squirms beneath me, his hips driving up, trying to find friction against anything and everything already. I lick everything, cleaning him, every drop. I lave the last bit from his chin, holding it in my mouth until I get to his lips. I kiss him, give him my tongue, let him taste himself.
His eyes fly wide open with shock. “See?” I whisper. “It’s not gross at all.”
I kiss back down, tracing a reverse path. “What are you doing?” he asks again, less skeptical this time.
“I would really, really love to suck your cock.”
“It’s not…” His throat bobs. “Hard.”
“Iknow.”
I take him into my mouth. Even like this, about half hard, he’s still more than I can handle. I love feeling him swell under my tongue as I hold him there. I suck gently, tasting more of his come. After that, it’s only about thirty seconds before he’s raging hard again. I have to pop my mouth off and get my hand in place. I wrap it firmly around the base of him and suck on his head. He’s so thick that I’m a mess of saliva and my jaw aches almost immediately, but I love it. I love it because it’s him. I love how he writhes and groans, how his hands fist in the sheets, his feetscrabble behind me, and his hips thrust up and up because he has zero control.
He’s as big as a warrior, one of his legs alone thicker than my whole body. He’s so huge. He’s my fucking hero in every sense of the word. I love how massive he is underneath of me, and how vulnerable. Not just naked, but open to me in the sweetest way. So vulnerable and gorgeous.
I love that I can know his body this way. That he trusts me to touch him and learn this with him. It might be raw and filthy instead of slow and steady, but that’s okay because it’susand I know Wizard wants this and that he’s enjoying it. I know that the going slow parts were him thinking about me. It’s always all for me.
I want this to be all for him.
I circle my tongue around his head and jerk my hand down the base of him. Wizard’s whole body jerks. When I explore his slit and swirl my tongue over that spot, gathering up salty precum, Wizard’s hands claw at the sheets. He yanks the comforter and the bottom sheet so hard that it pops off the mattress on two separate corners.
I take as much of his cock as I can fit into my mouth, sucking and slurping. I’m not afraid to be loud or messy. Saliva pools in my hand at his base. I know that it’s technically cheating to use my hand this way, but there’s also no way and no fucking how that I can get any more of him into my mouth than I already have. I take him until he’s at the back of my throat and then I swallow and swallow and try to breathe around him. He’s so thick that my first instinct is to draw back or panic, but I keep swallowing and breathe through my nose. There’s plenty of air. I’m fine. My jaw hurts, but it’s a nice ache.
