“I-I can’t. Oh God,” he breathes out, dropping his head back in pleasure.
“Yes, you can,” I deadpan, pouring some warming lube on two of my fingers. “You just like when it hurts a little.” I shove them in with his.
He’s taking five fingers up his drenched ass. I could slide my cock right in, but I want him to drool for it, to beg and submit. I have a feeling it will happen faster than usual. Art is pleasuring himself with our fingers now. He grabs my necktie and slides itbetween his teeth, biting on it, moaning around the fabric. It’s a fucking sight to watch him getting it on.
“You are mine down to every last bit,” I growl into his ear as I grip his chin again and tilt his head back. “Open that mouth, let me see how deep you’ll take my dick.”
He quickly lets go of my tie and opens big. I push my thumb in, stroking his lips and delving inside. He rapidly sucks it all in, moaning and licking and hollowing his cheeks with such a blissful expression on his face that I can’t fucking resist anymore. I pull our fingers out of him, ignoring his complaint, and then push his back against the wall and lift him up until his bent legs are over my shoulders. He gasps, his fingers gripping my hair. I take a step back until I can spread his cheeks and eat his hole.
“This is one tasty ass,” I groan. The lube is apple-flavored, but I can still taste his dark essence when I spear my tongue in. His hands are now fisting my hair, and he starts riding my tongue like a good little whore.
“I’ll feast on your hole until you cry.” I spit on it and go to work again, enjoying every fucking sound he’s making. I’m stroking my dick over my pants, devouring him and taking him to heights he’s never reached.
“Sloppy and gaping,” I whisper against his soaked entrance.
“Yes,” he pants. “Yes!”
Tears are already filling his eyes, but I don’t stop. My fingers dig gently into his ass cheek, my breath hot and eager. He rocks his hips restlessly against my mouth as I keep savoring his ass with abandon.
“Going to treat this hole so damn good that when I order you to blow me, you’ll eagerly get on your knees with your tongue out.”
I rub my stubble over his pucker and surrounding sensitive skin, while clawing at the side of his legs, feeling the thigh-high fabric tearing under my nails. His fingers yank on my hair in retaliation, pulling painfully.
“I…I have to ahhhh slap you across the face again. Yes! I…that tongue. Yes, there. Fuck! Yes, I will. In a…second.”
I’m alternating quick licks around with long flattened ones, and a hard tongue-fucking with an increase in pressure. He’s lust-drunk, rolling his hips with his back arched, chest heaving. His moans are rife with starvation and bliss; they send a thrill coursing through my body.
“You spread your legs like a slut, but you’re so fucking tight.” I want to make this hole dirty with more spit and jizz before breaking it.
I release his dick from the panties’ restraint and slide it in my mouth. Mm, love the feel of it on my tongue. One hand grips his hip, kneading it, the other moves back to his ass, and I shove three fingers in. Two bobs of my head, and he can’t handle the pleasure from both fronts. He comes inside my mouth, screaming my name over and over.
Thick spurts hit my tongue, and I swallow some of it, enjoying the sweet, salty taste of Art. When his body stops jerking, I slide him down and kiss him deeply, forcing him to taste himself—which he seems to enjoy by the way he’s sucking on my tongue. It’s so filthy I feel my dick is going to fucking explode.
I pull away and unbutton my pants. He covers my hand with his and, pushing it aside, he kneels down. He unzips the fly with histeeth, blue eyes almost glowing—fuck that’s hot—and pulls my cock out, hard and aching. After four days of waiting, it is finally going to get a wet hole to fuck. Art sighs contentedly and licks his lips, almost panting.
“Open your fucking mouth,” I order, my voice deep and rough.
He fucking smiles at me before he opens wide. I tap his bottom lip with the head of my cock, sliding it over the soft flesh, making it slick with my pre-cum.
“Tongue it.” My whisper is dark and filled with consuming desire. His warm, wet tongue touches the slit and laps at the beads of pre-cum, making me grit my teeth. It winds around the head of my dripping cock, and he moans, continuing the circling motion. Greedy for more of my taste. It moves on the foreskin on the side, slurping and lapping at it. He fucking loves my uncut dick, especially when he uses the extra skin around the head of his cock when we jerk off together.
“Now suck it,” I add crudely. He still follows my demands and slowly takes me all the way down to his tight, warm throat.
I growl like a damn beast, chest heaving with quickening breaths despite how slow his mouth is moving up and down. My cock is swelling even more inside his mouth, my hands clenching into fists at my sides, my thighs tremble as the pleasure mounts. He is breaking me apart. Every lick of his soft tongue, every bob of his blond hair makes me shudder. I thought I needed rough, fast movements, but the slow draw of his wet, slutty mouth is tightening my balls until I grab a fistful of his hair and pull him off my dick.
My hips jerk reflexively, my legs spread wider as my cock hits my belly. It’s red and angry-looking, all shiny with Art’s spit. So fucking hot.
“Say my name,” I order, stroking my dick over his cheek.
He nuzzles into it and gives me a mischievous grin. I hold my breath, nostrils flaring, eyes burning. The urge to grab his head and force him to take it deep again, to swallow my load, is so damn strong. But not yet.
“Say. It.” I growl out, rubbing more cock and balls over his face. I’m just one messed-up son of a bitch, seeing him like this makes me feel so fucking good.
“Luca,” he moans, letting desire drip from every letter. “I’ll…”—he mouths down my length—“milk”—slides his tongue over my balls—“you”—he sucks a ball between his lips, making my cock jerk in the air—“dry”—he smiles wickedly as he lets saliva fall on the tip.
Jesus fucking Christ. I let out a shuddering breath when he finally sucks the head into his mouth.
“Open wide and use that slutty tongue as I face-fuck you.”
