Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 117408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 587(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 117408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 587(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
This is crazy. This is crazy.
Fox’s pants came off, dropping in a puddle at his ankles. The sight left me wanting to join that puddle.
He stood there, thick hairy thighs leading up to a strained pair of black boxer briefs, the fabric darkened where Fox was leaking gallons.
“Holy fuck,” I said, not realizing I was speaking out loud.
“Like it?” Fox knew damn fucking well I liked it by the way my jaw was coming unhinged.
“Yes,” I answered anyway. He started to stroke his length through the thin fabric, up and down, cupping his balls, hypnotizing me like a reverse snake-charming situation.
The charmer becomes charmed by the snake.
“Take these off for me.” Now Fox was the one giving the commands, and fuck, did it rock me.
I did as he asked. I tugged his underwear down, having to stretch it out so that his cock had enough room to spring free.
There I was, eye to eye, literally, with the object of my most intimate, secret, and wanted desire.
It didn’t hurt that Fox had an absolutely magnificent fucking cock. I’d seen it before, but not this close, and never this sober. He was perfect. He was thick and heavy, with a full pair of balls, his pulsing pink cock leaking and inviting me, a couple of veins down his shaft serving as a trail for my tongue.
“Fuck, you’re so hot.” I couldn’t help it. Something was coming over me. I was seeing a scarlet red that was reserved for pure passion.
“Taste it.” Fox’s hand rested at the base of his hard cock, a thumb pushing down and aiming his head directly at my lips.
I couldn’t think too much about it. Just had to do it.
So I did. I moved forward, opened my lips, and put a cock inside my mouth for the first time in my life.
I don’t know what exactly I was expecting, but what I got was… well, it was really fucking good.
Thankfully, I had a decent idea of what Fox would like from knowing what I liked, so I got to work, trying to fit as much of him inside my mouth as I could, moving up and down his length, my tongue exploring every inch of him. My own dick was throbbing hard against my jeans, a pressure building up inside me that felt monumental.
Fox didn’t taste strongly of anything; he was a little salty, and the size of him had my jaw stretched open to fit him. I didn’t know what to expect and I was nervous as all hell to stick Fox’s throbbing cock inside my mouth, but once his head was resting on my tongue, pushing deeper, leaking… I wanted more. I fucking loved it. I found myself loving the sensation of his length pushing up against my throat, of looking up and seeing Fox’s head thrown back in pure bliss, exposing his throat, his chest already flushing a light pink.
And then there was the scent. Purely masculine, and purely intoxicating. Before I popped my blowjob cherry, I had unfairly assumed I wouldn’t like it, mostly because I was raised around thinking guys were smelly and gross. For some reason, I thought every dick would smell like the essence of a locker room up close.
Nope. Not in the slightest.
Smelled like fucking heaven.
“Fuuuck, Jonah. Keep sucking, God that feels incredible.”
His urging and moaning dumped gallons of gasoline onto the fire. I couldn’t fit him entirely down my throat, but fuck me I was going to try.
“Oh fuck, Jonah, yeeesss.” His fingers tangled in my hair, tugged, guided me as I sucked him off. I started to taste his precome, his salty-sweet excitement. It was addictive. I wanted more. I started to palm his balls, feeling them in my hand, relishing in the warmth, the tightness. I used another hand to stroke whatever of him I couldn’t get in my mouth.
“God, Jonah, you’ve got me close. So fucking close.”
That only spurred me on. My own cock throbbed, my own balls tightening, but I didn’t want to stop to take off my pants. I didn’t want to take Fox out of my mouth. I kept sucking, bobbing up and down, looking up as I did so, the sounds of my greedy slurps filling the room, mixing with the grunts and moans that came from above me. Fox rocked his hips forward, giving more of himself to me.
I was beyond turned on. This was a different astral plane I’d been thrown to. I started to rub myself over my pants, continuing to slurp and suck and taste, loving every single thing about this experience.
“Ohh fuck, fuck, Jonah—” I knew what was next. A split-second decision: did I pull back or keep him inside?
His come hit the back of my throat in thick jets, and I swallowed every last fucking drop. He convulsed and groaned like an animal as he shot his load. It was so hot. So fucking hot. The way he tasted, the way he felt as he gave me everything I wanted.