Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 116999 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 585(@200wpm)___ 468(@250wpm)___ 390(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116999 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 585(@200wpm)___ 468(@250wpm)___ 390(@300wpm)
“Fuck…”
William tugs on the loose skin, and then rolls my balls between his fingers. Exploring, familiarising himself with my body. And then he rips his hand from under my neck and climbs to his knees.
“William,” I’m about to protest, at least reassure him that he doesn’t need to take the next step. Not yet. But he shushes me with his finger, his gaze never leaving my cock, which is twitching in anticipation against the base of my stomach.
He grips my thigh, pushes it open, positions himself between my legs. Oh, God. This won’t last long. I’m going to have to warn him as soon as he touches me. Falling back on his heels, he hunches over, his face hovering inches away from my dick. For a moment, he just stares, his hot breath blanketing my tip and driving me to the edge of insanity. I watch his mouth. Eager, desperate to feel it on me. A flash of pink darts from his lips, his tongue peeking…and then he licks me all the way from base to head.
Air gets stuck in my throat. Jesus…fuck.
He does it again, only this time he swirls all the way around the tip before sliding back down. “Is that okay?” he asks, voice quiet and unsure.
I raise my head, which had fallen back on the pillows, to make sure he can see the conviction in my expression when I say, “Yes. Fuck yes, it’s okay.”
With a newfound confidence, William’s lips meet around the tip of my cock…and slide all the way down. Shockwaves of pleasure radiate up my spine, down my thighs. My hips judder against the mattress, which only encourages him. He gathers moisture on his tongue, sucks me deeper, swirls and licks and bobs his head up and down like a fucking champion.
I hitch up onto my elbows so I can watch, and he looks glorious between my legs, taking me into his mouth over and over again. Seeing myself slip in and out of him, the wet and glistening skin of my cock disappearing between his lips…it’s too much.
“I’m gonna come, William. You n-need to stop if you don’t want…if you…” He carries on, ignoring my warning. “William, seriously…Oh fuck.” Sweat mists my skin. Heat crawls around my neck, up my jaw. The orgasm builds in the base of my back, drawing more blood from my head, my toes, right into the base of my dick. Still, he doesn’t stop. Even as my tingling balls pull up into my body, as my legs quiver, as I fist the sheets beneath me…he keeps sucking. Keeps wetting. Keeps rubbing.
Until I erupt into his mouth. “Oh…shit,” I pant. “Shit. Fuck.”
I can’t breathe.
Can’t see.
I’m still inside him.
After a moment, when I’ve nothing left to give him, his lips offer one last drag up the entire shaft, and I slip out into the cool air. William wears a smile, a smile he wipes with the back of his hand. It’s almost the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, second only to watching him with my dick between his lips.
Crooking my finger, I invite him back up the bed. I’m pulling him into me before he’s settled, crashing our lips together, tasting myself on him. “That was incredible,” I tell him. “You are incredible.”
“It was…” He shakes his head as if he can’t find the word, as if he can’t quite believe what he just experienced. “Thank you, Laurence.”
If he didn’t look so serious, I might laugh. “You’re thanking me…for letting you suck my dick?”
He nods slowly against my forehead. “I’m thanking you for seeing me. The me even I didn’t want to see…and for showing me it’s okay.”
Eyes, rimming with tears, emotion threatens to crush me. I throw my arms around him, bring his head into my shoulder, and squeeze all the love I hold into the embrace, hoping it penetrates him somehow.
“For the record, what you just did was more than okay,” I say after a minute or so, lightening the mood before I end up sobbing down his back. His shoulders move with a chuckle, which I take as my cue to add, “And I think it’s time to return the favour.”
“Oh yeah?” he asks, peeling his head from my body. His eyes are red, as I suspect mine are, but his smile is telling me he’s ready to accept his reward.
I push him onto his back, kiss his chest, look up at him through the corner of my eye. “Oh yeah…”
I can’t help wondering, as I watch the world go by outside the car window, if a time will come when it could always be like this. William and I together. In plain sight. Holding hands across the back seats. Almost like a real couple. If only this was one of my films, and I could press pause right here. Keep us locked in this moment. This blissful bubble where no one else matters.