Wanting to explore more, I grasp his balls, tugging on them and squeezing gently like I do my own. I quickly discover that I need my other hand to stroke his shaft because I’m obsessed with this fucking barbell and want to focus my attention there.
The position is a little awkward, but I stay on my stomach, desperate for the friction of grinding my cock into the mattress as I simultaneously cup his balls, stroke his shaft, and suck his crown while my tongue lavishes praise against the jewelry.
“Stone, I’m gonna come,” Hanlon warns, making a low hum reverberate in my throat. “Stone,” he says again.
Does he expect me to move? Because that isn’t happening.
I suck harder, stroke faster, and squeeze a little tighter until I actuallyfeelthe head of his cock swell in my mouth and his cum lands on my tongue. I spread my knees a little wider on thebed, punching my hips forward, reveling in the feel of my bare dick dragging along the sheets as Hanlon paints my throat.
Unable to hold back, I blow my load all over the bed, grunting around his cock as I do.
Hanlon’s groans above me are the sexiest sounds I’ve ever heard, and I milk him for all he’s worth until his hands are pushing my head away instead of pulling me closer.
When we finally slow down to catch our breath, he looks where my head is resting on his thigh.
“Did you just…”
“Come from dry humping the mattress? Yep.”
“Dude, that was my side of the bed. I have to sleep in the wet spot now.”
I jerk upright, prepared to change the sheets because, honestly, I didn’t even think about him sleeping in my release when a smile stretches across his face.
“Relax. I’m kidding. It’ll be dry in two minutes anyway. Now, get up here,” he says, reaching for me. I crawl up his body before landing beside him. “You’re sure that was your first blowjob?” he asks.
“I’m sure,” I confirm.
“Well, I don’t know that there’s much room for improvement, but I’m looking forward to trying anyway.”
I huff a laugh and prop myself up on an elbow to look down at Hanlon. He looks totally blissed out; just like I’d hoped. I remove his glasses, placing them on my nightstand before turning off the light and tucking him into my side.
“Goodnight, Han.”
“G’night, Stone.”
Chapter 32
Hanlon
The smell of coffee and the sound of my mother’s voice wake me the next morning.Well, that and Stone’s dick trying to burrow into my ass.
“Boooooyyyys,I’ve made breakfast!” she sings happily, rapping her knuckles on the door.
Stone groans behind me.
“Be nice,” I warn. “She’s living her best life knowing we’re getting along.”
“Oh, we’regetting along, alright,” he teases, grinding his erection into my hip. “In fact, I’d like to getalongby gettingoff.”
“How are youthishorny? You literally got off—on your sheets, I’d like to add—like…” I turn to look at the clock. “Oh, shit. It’s almost ten.”
“Please don’t make me go out there,” Stone whines as I move out of his reach to slide out of bed.
“Oh, come on, they aren’t that bad.”
Stone cocks a brow at me. “Not toyou.You’re the perfectchild. The one who can do no wrong.” He stops abruptly, his eyes going wide. “Aw, fuck.”
“What?”
