I chuckled at his honesty.
“But then we hung out a few times, and I saw how you were looking at me.”
I made a face.“Here was me thinking I was so discreet.”
Kai snorted.“I admire your capacity for self-deception.”
Sighing, I ran my fingertip across the waistband of his Speedo.“So the suits were all for my benefit, even if I didn’t quite realize it at the time?”
He raised an eyebrow.“Not really.I honestly don’t like swimming in baggy shorts, it’s so uncomfortable.Plus tight things turn me on.Both wearing them, and seeing someone else wearing them.”
I took the opportunity to ease my hands around his narrow hips as he pulled me in closer.Ran my fingers up to his shoulders.When our chests touched, the heat from his body was incredible.
“I guess this was a good buy for me, then,” I observed.“Even if I felt like a pervert at the mall.”
Kai nodded.“Do you want to feel like even more of a pervert now?”
I did want that.I really, really did.
Clearly enough of my unspoken reply was visible in my face, because the next thing I knew Kai’s hands were slipping down, underneath my ass, and lifting me.Biceps swelling as he set me on the cool marble edge of the countertop, my legs automatically parting as he stepped in-between them.His hands dropped to my thighs.
“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he suggested.
I couldn’t help the bark of laughter from escaping.“Trust me, I don’t think that’s going to happen.”
Kai smirked.Suddenly his hand was on my crotch, fingers wrapping around my erection where the tight swimsuit trapped it against my hip.Alternating between gently squeezing it and then rubbing it, the friction like a delicious static charge against my hardness.
“I really love sucking dick,” he told me, his voice low and seductive.“I love it when my lips are stretched wide around a thick, hard cock, and it’s filling my mouth to the point I can hardly breathe.When there’s drool just running down my chin, and the guy’s calling me a cocksucker and a slut and names like that.”
I was throbbing in his fist, somehow even harder than I had been just moments before.Hearing those words come out of his boy-next-door face - and, no surprise, imagining it being my dick that was fucking that face - was like a porn movie come to life.
“So show me what you can do,” I murmured, trying to control my breathing.Then, after a moment’s pause and only a little self-conscious, added, “cocksucker.”
Kai licked his lips.
I felt his fingers ease under the waistband of my suit, pulling down at the taut fabric.Fingertips grazing the top of my shaft, where my cock strained against its tight confines.Part of me wanted to scream at him to hurry, to yank myself free and force his head between my thighs, but another part - the ever-so-slightly greater part - demanded that I let him take the lead.
My hand found the nape of his neck when he dipped his head, twisting in the unruly hair there.At first it was the faint hum of his breath against me, and then I felt the slow, wet drag of his tongue across my prick.Kai’s hand pulling on my suit just enough to expose my hardness, the shaft trapped against me; still, enough access to allow him a taste.
“Oh fuck, yes,” I gasped.I felt more than heard his chuckle in response, a vibration through my groin that set me twitching.His deft fingers finally pulling me free, and then the wet slap of my dick against his cheek.
He wasted no more time, lips smudging their way up from the base of my cock to the tip.I squeezed my fist in his hair.
I knew what he wanted to hear, how he wanted me to take control.To order him around; he’d already told me as much.Only there was no way I could be that person, say those words.
Kai took pity on me.Or, perhaps, only one of us suffered from that excess of restraint.His mouth slid eagerly around me, the grip hot and slick..
It took everything in me, not to push myself as far into his throat as I could reach.My body silently howling at the sensations he was creating, at the spiral of pleasure radiating up my spine.Had just enough clarity of thought to wonder, through that restraint, whether he’d object to such treatment anyway.
I didn’t know well enough yet to try it; couldn’t bring myself to risk prematurely ending this surge of giddying feelings by attempting to rush him.
Gradually he leaned into me, feeding more and more of my shaft between his stretched lips.His tongue working on me, lashing against the underside of my cock and wrapping eagerly around the head.I’d been dripping precum for some time now, but by this point I knew his mouth would be coated in it.The thick, sweet musk of me sharp on his tastebuds.
When he began sucking on me in earnest it was like a switch had been thrown.That slow, teasing consumption of my dick suddenly replaced by a maelstrom of sensations.Kai’s fingers digging into my upper thighs, pinning me in place as he worked me over with his mouth.
I thrust a hand back, behind me, to brace myself on the cold marble countertop.Then made eye-contact, down the long, smooth slope of my stomach with the twenty-something youth whose lips were taut around the base of my erection.I could see the smile in his gaze.
“Yeah,” I told him, hearing the unsteadiness in my voice, “show me how you suck that dick.”
