Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 82480 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82480 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
“That’s not annoying… Why isn’t that annoying?”
“Huh?” He stopped.
“Don’t stop!” I shouted, and he laughed. Gideon jerked me again, his tight fist around my dick, and I did what he said, fucked into him, making my world splinter apart. My whole body got tingly and light and like maybe I might float off the bed. When he pulled on my balls again, I couldn’t hold back. I arched off the bed and yelled out. I didn’t even know what I said, but if I were watching me in porn, I’d hate me.
Cum splattered on my stomach and chest. Somehow it felt even better than usual, maybe because it was Gid who’d made me do it.
When I looked over, he was smiling at me, with some of my jizz on his hand, and it didn’t seem to bother him. I wondered if his would bother me. “I don’t know if I can move, but I really want to do that to you now. Also, that was the best moment of my life. I’m going to jerk you off now, and then I’ll die afterward.”
“I’m all yours,” he said. That was just sex talk. I knew it, but it made me feel warm inside. Gideon lay down, and I rolled to my side, looking down at him while I took him in my hand again. I caressed him like I did before, paying a lot of attention to his glans. He moved like I did, small pumps of his hips, sharp breaths from his lungs, which made pride surge through me. I couldn’t believe it was me making him feel that way.
“I might not like your cum. I don’t like…fluids, most of the time. Mine is okay, so maybe yours will be too. I used to struggle with lube too, but that’s okay now. Maybe because it helps get me toward the pleasure part?”
“Maybe,” he replied. “You can stop right before I finish if you want, and I can take over.”
“No!” I rushed out. “I want to try. Maybe we should kiss. Do you think we should kiss?”
“I think we should kiss.”
“Hopefully your saliva is okay. Sorry, I have a lot of quirks.” Ugh. I was even annoying myself right now.
“Come ’ere, Lo. If you don’t like it, pull back.”
He went to touch the back of my head, and I tensed up. “No, don’t! On my body it’s okay, but I really don’t want my cum in my hair.” Please don’t let me be messing this up.
“Okay.” He nodded, and I leaned in on my own. I pressed my lips to his, and oh…this was nice so far, even though we weren’t doing anything. “Relax.”
Telling someone to relax usually had the opposite effect, but it didn’t with Gideon. I did, melting into him. My tongue was definitely in his mouth, and I wasn’t grossed out at all. It was…oh shit, was I getting hard again?
Our lips moved together. He let me explore his mouth, and I did the same for him. I liked Gideon’s spit…a lot. Kissing wasn’t nearly as gross as it sometimes looked. When he slid his tongue into my mouth again, I liked that too.
I made a noise, and he ate it down. I didn’t realize I’d stopped stroking until he wrapped his hand over mine and guided me. For the first time in my life, I was making out, naked with another man, touching him and pleasuring him after he’d made me jizz all over the place.
I never wanted it to end, but it was only a few minutes later that Gideon pulled back and said, “I’m gonna come. If you don’t want my load on you, back up.” He pulled his hand off so I could remove mine, but…I didn’t want to. I wanted to try because, again, this was Gideon, and his care made everything so much easier. I kept going, kept stroking him, watched as his back bowed off the bed the way mine had and he spurted white strings up his chest, hot splatters of it hitting my hand, and…so not gross. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
The second he was done, I grabbed my own cock, stroking myself to my second orgasm. This time, my load landed on Gideon, on his stomach and in his pubes and on his cock.
“Wow.” I dropped onto my back. “That was incredible.”
“I’d say so. You came twice.”
“It’s been a while.” We lay there for a moment, both of us quiet. My brain started spinning some, and my body felt gross and sticky. “Don’t leave…or move. Just…I’ll be right back.” I ran to the bathroom, where I wet a washcloth and cleaned myself. After throwing it into the hamper, I got another one wet and went back to my room, where Gideon was still lying naked and covered in cum and tattoos. I started to wipe him up.