I looked up at him to see his smile spreading and his dick oozed with arousal as I rubbed my thumb back and forth over the small silver ball.
“I’ve never seen anything hotter than the look on your face right now,” he said, flexing his dick. I wrapped my hand around him tighter and he closed his eyes in pleasure before opening them and locking them back on mine.
I squeezed his balls with my other hand, and he placed one hand on my shoulder, leaning forward slightly, letting me fondle him.
“Fuck,” I cursed, my dick soaking my briefs as I rubbed my thumb over the tip of his cock again and licked my lips. One end of the barbell was positioned on the tip of his dick and the other end appeared just under the head.I could never have imagined how hot a dick piercing would be, but this is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.
“You have a pierced dick,” I said, flicking the bottom with my thumb.
Jace chuckled and flexed in my palm. I nearly moaned. “That does appear to be the case,” he said.
“Did it hurt?” I asked.
If someone came at my dick with a needle, I’d probably punch them in the face, even if I’d asked for it.First there was the needle. Then the fact that it’s my dick. And finally, the whole lack of confidence in the sterility of a piercing joint.So yeah, fight or flight mode activated, I’d punch them in the face.
“Not as much as you’d probably think,” Jace said, smiling down at me with lust-filled eyes. “You can play with it as much as you want. It feels awesome when you do, and that look on your face is pornographic.” His eyes closed in pleasure as I fingered it again.
With his eyes closed, I felt brave enough to do what I really wanted, and I ran my tongue over the bottom of the barbell and then swirled myway to the tip. Jace moaned and the sound made my dick leak even more. I looked up at him and suddenly had an urge to see all of him before I took him in my mouth. I stood up, let go of his dick, and pushed his overshirt off his shoulders. He watched me as I then pulled off his T-shirt.
“Fuck me,” I said breathlessly, overwhelmed with desire again as my eyes roamed over the bronze skin of his chest, which was covered in black tattoos down to his ribs. The designs were so elaborate that it was obvious whoever designed them was talented as hell. It was like his body was someone’s own personal sketchpad for only their best work.
When I finally pulled my eyes from his tattoos and impressive abs, I looked around the condo at the art on the walls again. It was a strikingly similar style, even with the different medium.
I caught him smirking at the question in my eyes.
“Would you believe me if I told you I was a businessman and also an artist?” he said with a chuckle as he ran his hand through his thick curls.
I launched myself back at his mouth before I could start to overthink what he was doing with me. “That’s pretty much the only explanation that makes sense,” I said against his lips.
His tongue roamed over mine and he pulled back as he pushed on my shoulders, clearly signaling me to get on my knees again. “You said you wanted to suck my dick, so suck me, Kayden. Boston’s waiting.”
My eyes widened. Jace being a little bit demanding was fucking sinful and I surprised myself by how quickly I sank to my knees. I was dying to submit to him and let him tell me exactly what he wanted.
I grabbed his dick and ran my tongue over the tip of him again, circling the piercing before drawing him deep into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around him and moaned at the sensation of his dick touching the back of my throat. I used my free hand to squeeze my dick through myjeans, trying to calm the ache as I bobbed up and down on Jace, determined to show him that even though I was secretive about my hookups, and terrible at small talk, I was not inexperienced in the bedroom.
I closed my eyes and ran my tongue in circles around his dick as I gently sucked him. Jace groaned and gripped my hair with one hand, pumping his hips in time with my mouth, which I took as a sure sign that he was enjoying this as much as I wanted him to.
He shifted his hips back and I nearly chased after him. “We need to slow down,” he said.
Yeah, we do. I’m so aroused I’m going to blow like a stick of dynamite when you touch me.
I stood up and kissed him, reaching for his dick and giving him a few slow strokes.
“Can we take off your clothes? I want to see you too,” he said.
I started unbuttoning my shirt while I kissed him and he walked me further into the apartment into a room adjacent to the living room. The dark windows I’d just blown him in front of followed us as Jace stepped out of his jeans and pulled down his briefs as we moved, completely unfazed that anyone looking into his building would see him naked.
By the time I had my shirt off and my jeans unbuckled we’d traveled through a doorway into his bedroom, where a perfectly made king-size bed sat in the center of the room. Jace ran his hands over my abs and pushed the waistband of my jeans downward, pulling my boxer briefs off with them. I stepped out of them and he took my dick in his hand. The firm grip of his large, rough hand made me gasp. I groaned as he pumped me slowly, a pace that was torturous when I was this turned on.
“Suck me, Jace. Please,” I said.
Jace smirked and leaned forward slowly to kiss behind my ear, drawing his tongue all over my neck in sensual strokes while he pumped my dick.
“What I really want to do is fuck you against this window,” Jace said, turning me and pressing my chest against the glass. His hand hit against the window as he stroked me and pressed into me from behind, kissing along my neck and shoulders.
“Jace,” I said, panic instantly clutching my chest. “I’ve never bottomed before and I’m not sure how I feel about it.”
He froze, his lips against my skin, his grip around my dick still firm. I turned my head to look at him over my shoulder.
