Page 122 of Callous Shot

“A surprise.” I climbed onto the bed, crawling over him, and hooked my fingers around the band of his boxer briefs. “Let’s start with getting you naked.”

“You always have the best plans. But how about we start with you keeping your hands to yourself? Sit back and enjoy the Dan show.”

Reclining on the bed, I watched avidly as he peeled his underwear down, revealing his mouth-watering erection. He shot me another smirk as I groaned at the sight, and I couldn’t resist any longer. I hadn’t even lasted a minute without touching him.

“Sixty-nine,” I rasped, and his gaze flared with heat.

“Fuck yeah. C’mere.”

As was often the case when we fucked, our plans went out the window, both of us getting too worked up to hold back, and we ended up coming down each other’s throats. I collapsed on my back next to Daniel, breathing hard.

He licked his lips and then grinned at me. “Mmm, that was a fun detour. How about we skip me fucking you? We can do that next time. Because I know if we try and flip fuck, I’m gonna come again, and I wanna save my load for your dick.”

“If that’s what you want.”

“I want. Do you?”

“Yeah.” My gaze flicked down his gorgeous body to his spent dick. “On your stomach for me, baby. Let me get you ready for me.”

He rolled onto his stomach and then glanced at me over his shoulder. “Now what?”

“Now…” Getting into position behind him, pushing his legs apart, I dipped down, palming his ass as I let my saliva drip down onto his hole.

“Ohhh fuck,” he whispered. I lowered my head, licking a stripe over his hole, and his entire body jerked. “More.”

I licked over him again before circling his rim with my tongue, and when he was a writhing, moaning mess beneath me, I pushed it inside him. I continued to work him over with my tongue until he was fully erect again, and then I drew away, smirking at his whine of protest.

“Fucking sadist,” he moaned, glaring at me over his shoulder and thrusting down into the bed.

“Do you want my dick? Do you think you can take it without any more prep?”

His eyes grew huge, the black of his pupils almost eclipsing the blue. His tongue slid across his swollen lips. “Fuck yeah, I can.”

I shifted up the bed, lying next to him on my back, and I opened the lube. After slicking up my dick, I crooked my finger at him. “Come here.”

“Bossy.” It wasn’t a complaint. He straddled my body, and I drizzled more lube onto my fingers, smearing it over his rim before pressing my fingers inside in a quick tease, stroking over his prostate. “Fuuuck. No, I can’t take it,” he moaned. “I wanna open the rest of the way up on your massive dick.”

I withdrew my fingers, and he rose higher, lining himself up with my erection. Sliding my hands up his thighs, feeling his hard muscles tense beneath my palm, I met his gaze, dark and heavy as he stared down at me. “That’s it, baby. Fucking ride me.”

His dick jerked, leaking precum onto my belly as he slowly lowered himself onto me, impaling himself on my erection. “Fuuuuck,” he groaned. “You feel so good.”

“You do too. So. Fucking. Good.”

A floorboard creaked from somewhere outside his bedroom, making his rhythm falter.

“The door’s locked,” I reminded him.

“Yeah. Even so. When we’re finished with uni, we’re getting our own place, fully soundproofed, so we can be as loud as we want. Uh, that’s if you want to.” He glanced down at me hesitantly, biting his plush lip, as if there was any world in which I wouldn’t want to live with him all the time.

“Oh, I definitely want to. And right now, I want you to ride me. Are you gonna be good and do that?”

“Yeah,” he breathed, immediately forgetting all about his housemates as he rolled his hips down, taking me all the way inside him. His hand wrapped around his thick cock, stroking it in time with his movements, riding me until we were both gasping and panting, and we both needed more.

“On your back,” I rasped, and he complied straight away, completely in sync with what I wanted, moving onto his back and pulling his legs up. I got into place, hooking his legs over my shoulders as I slid back inside him, and then began fucking him harder, faster, deeper.

His hand went to his cock, leaking all over his stomach as he stroked himself in time with our thrusts, until I could feel my balls drawing up. I yanked him harder into me, and his body jerked up, a low moan tearing from his throat as he started coming, his release shooting across his torso. It only took a few more thrusts, and then I was right there with him, marking him as mine from the inside.

I carefully lowered Daniel’s shaking legs from my shoulders, and he held out his arms, pulling me into him. I lay there, wrapped up in him, panting and sweating as we came down from our high, relishing the feel of his warmth against me.