I close my eyes and enjoy the taste and feel of my boy. His body is soft, but firm in all the right places, and the salt of his skin with the sweetness of his milk is driving me crazy.
It doesn’t help that Leo is making cute little whimpering noises and wiggling like I’m tickling him.
Or he could just be trying to hump my ass.
Yeah, that’s what’s happening.
I want to pull back and scold him, but I can tell that he’s almost empty because his milk has slowed, so I let him rut against me. For now.
“Your mouth feels so good on me,” Whit pants. “It’s making me so hard.”
His milk has stopped flowing, so I bite down on his nipple, and he gasps, thrusting his hips up under me.
“Yes, more,” he begs, so I bite down again, and then I stretch out across from him on the couch and spread my thighs wide.
“My turn. Get over here and suck my dick before I waste my load in my panties.”
He grins and drapes himself over my legs before opening my pants.
“These are so pretty.” He runs a finger under the edge of my panties before he pulls my cock out slowly. He teases the tip with his tongue.
Fuck that.
I grab his head and force my dick all the way into the back of his throat. He gags and sputters, but I don’t let up. He turned me on, and now he needs to take care of it.
“Relax, boy, and let me in. You can take more,” I urge and thrust up, hitting his soft palate. He rolls his shoulders and heaves, so Ilet him up. He gasps for air, and his face is a sloppy mess. “That’s a good boy,” I praise and slap his cheek with my dick.
“Thank you. More?” he pants.
“Since you asked so nicely.” This time I don’t let him up. I just thrust into the back of his throat like he’s my own personal fuck toy. “Oh hell yeah, baby. Your mouth is fucking magic.” When he struggles against my hold on his head, I still my hips but don’t let him up. “You’re okay,” I soothe. God, his throat spasms are killing me. “Just breathe through your nose.” I pet his hair, and I can feel him take a few breaths before he nods his head just slightly. “That’s it, good boy.” My hips pump up again. “I’ll teach you to be the best cock sucker in the whole world.”
I could spend hours in his body, mouth or ass.
I let him up to take a breath.
“Are you okay, babe?”
He nods, takes another breath and dives back on my dick.
“Good boy. Now hold on just a minute more. I’m almost done.”
He sputters something, and when I catch just the tiniest hint of teeth on his next pass, my body spasms and I’m shooting my hot load down his throat.
“Shit, fuck, god damn!” I shout through gritted teeth because I remember that we’re in a semi-public room.
He falls off my dick and against my chest. That’s when I notice his hand is moving frantically, jerking himself off.
“You dirty boy,” I coo. “You liked being used, don’t you? You’re such a slut, you don’t care if it’s your mouth or your ass. You just want to get fucked.”
“By you,” he pants and groans long and low.
“That’s right.” I grab his hair and pull tight. His whole body tenses, and I know he’s close. “Now come for Daddy.”
Whit shoots off like a rocket, and he’s not quiet about it.
We get a few catcalls and cheers from the other people in the room, and I can’t help my smile.
“He’s mine, so back off you thirsty bitches.”
