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I swallowed. Fuck. He’d come prepared.

“Ready, handsome?” he asked in a husky voice, curling his fingers under the waistband of my boxer briefs.

My teeth sank into my lower lip as I nodded quickly, hands fisting the comforter. I was ready. I was definitely ready.

I’d been fantasising about this for weeks now.

I lifted my hips to help him get my boxers off, and then my heart went nuts when Dan smoothed his palms up my inner thighs. One hand moved inward to stroke my balls, while the other propped him up as he leaned forward to kiss me again.

“F-fuck,” I gasped against his lips, thighs spreading wider as my hips strained up. The touch was soft and light, making me want to beg for more. I needed stimulation on my dick so badly that I almost reached down to stroke myself.

Dan broke the kiss to trail his lips down my neck, licking and kissing and gently biting. I shivered when he reached my chest and swirled his tongue around a nipple. Then he continued lower, dropping kisses down my sternum and belly until I was shuddering and panting for breath, every inch of me feeling overly sensitive.

A hoarse sound escaped me when he finally, finally sank his mouth over my cock. He moaned, sucking with the perfect amount of pressure as his lips slid down until I felt his nose against my pubic mound.

“H-holy shit,” I panted, lifting my head to peer down blearily. He’d taken the whole thing. I mean, my dick was pretty average in size, but he’d still just effortlessly sucked all of it into his mouth.

And now his tongue was moving against me in a way that made my thighs start to quake.

Fuck. I probably wasn’t going to survive this. At least not with my dignity intact. If I wasn’t weeping in thanks by the time he was done with me, it would be a miracle.

My eyes rolled back when he started bobbing his head, sucking me from root to tip again and again. His hand was still on my balls, cradling them and tugging gently. He groaned, and the vibration of it around my shaft made me shudder.

I found myself reaching down and running my palm over the arm propping him up, my fingers bumping over his bulging bicep. Fuck, he was so strong. And cut. I wanted to touch him all over. Map out every muscle in his body.

I ran my hand along his shoulder to the back of his head, curling my fingers into his hair. Dan groaned and sucked up my cock to lap at the tip, then glided his tongue back down the underside. His hand left my sac to run down my thigh as he dipped his head lower to suck one of my balls into his mouth, making me gasp and strain my hips up.

“Fuck,” I panted, lifting my head to look down and watch. “D-Dan.”

He groaned again, more guttural this time, then flattened his tongue to lick a long stripe all the way from my sac to the tip of my cock. My shoulders lurched up off the bed as I cried out in pleasure, clutching his hair tighter.

He plunged his mouth back over my cock and started sucking hard and fast. When his hand left my thigh, I looked down again, breathing fast, and moaned helplessly at the sight of him jerking himself off as he sucked me, his cock once again hard and leaking.

“Sh-shit.” My hips started moving in tiny thrusts, which made him moan raggedly and start stroking his dick faster. My eyes were locked on it.

I was already addicted to this. To all of it.

“Fuck, I want to suck your dick again,” I heard myself breathe. I felt almost drunk, so turned on I didn’t have a filter anymore.

I saw Dan’s brows pinch as he moaned sharply around me. In the next moment, his strong arms were sliding under my hips, and the room was spinning as I was flipped onto my front, landing on my hands and knees.

Suddenly, Dan was lying on his back underneath me, still sucking on the head of my cock. Without stopping or saying a word, he stretched out an arm to fumble for a pillow, stuffed it under his head, then grabbed my ass in both hands and jerked my hips forward until my cock was buried to the hilt in his mouth.

I cried out, my chest heaving as I looked down. Dan’s hands were urging me to fuck his mouth, before one reached down to start stroking his dick again. Teeth digging hard into my lower lip, I tentatively moved my hips, shuddering when his throat tightened around my cockhead.

I’d never been in this position before, and I was feeling a little hesitant about accidentally hurting him, but Dan didn’t seem worried whatsoever. His hips were rising off the bed as he fucked his own hand, and his expression was blissed out as my cock pumped into his mouth.

My eyes rolled back as a shuddery moan left me. My arms were shaking as they held me up, elbows almost buckling from the pleasure. I was barely aware of Dan shifting below me, still sucking my dick, before the mattress compressed by my side and he suddenly appeared in front of me on his knees.

Except I could still feel that mind-numbing suction around my cock.

My eyes widened as strong fingers slid through my hair, pushing it back. I slowly slid my gaze up Dan’s body. There was nothing above the neck.

Because his head was still underneath me sucking my dick.

Okay, this… might end up being weirder than fucking a pumpkin head together.

My gaze snapped down to his dick when it bobbed in front of me, stiff and straining up over his flat stomach, a drop of pre-cum clinging to the head. My hips had stilled with my shock, and as I stared at his cock, breathing fast, Dan grunted impatiently around mine.