Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 79488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
When we got there, we had to hang around for a second until everyone was gone. Walking to the third floor was one thing. Going into a closed classroom was another.
Once the coast was clear, Tyson reached for the handle. “Fuck. It’s locked.”
That didn’t deter me. I pulled a card out of my wallet, along with a tool that had helped me more than once at home. “Keep an eye out, will ya?”
“Holy shit. You’re picking the lock.”
“What was your first clue?”
“You keep a tool in your wallet for breaking in? How many times have you done that?”
“It’s a habit at this point. I don’t use it on other people’s places. I had to do it when my dad would lock us out.” I froze, unable to believe I’d just said that to him. It was clear Tyson was shocked too, because when I risked a glance at him, his eyes were wide…and pitying. Fuck, I hated pity. “Don’t—”
“It’s right this way,” a voice interrupted, getting closer. Whoever they were, we could hear them coming up the stairs. The lock clicked, and I slid the door open, Tyson and I both stumbling inside. I quietly closed and locked it behind us.
“Brax—”
“Don’t.” I wanted him to forget I’d said that. To forget everything except having my dick in his mouth.
I took his hand and pulled him deeper into the room. We went toward the back, against the wall, on the opposite side of a bookcase, so if anyone came in, hopefully it would help shield us.
Tyson didn’t waste any time, immediately dropping to his knees. “I hate that I want you.”
“The feeling is completely mutual.”
He worked open my jeans with quick, skilled fingers. I watched, wanting to see him, needing to see that it was Tyson who craved me so badly, he’d offered to blow me.
He pushed my pants and underwear down, below my ass, and my dick sprang free, hard and pulsing.
“Jesus, this is a nice cock, Sunshine.” He stroked me slowly, and I bit down on my tongue not to cry out already.
“Lick it.”
“Say please.”
“No,” I replied. He winked, started his tongue at my sac, and let it take a journey to the tip of my erection. “Fuck…” My eyes rolled back.
“This is gonna be fun. I’ve always loved sucking cock, but it’s even more fun when I know it’s you I’m driving out of his mind, you who will be saying my name over and over again, no matter how much you hate it. That’s so sexy.”
“Suck my dick, Lacrosse.” My words didn’t come out quite the demand I’d gone for. It was more like a plea.
“Gladly,” Tyson said, and took me to the back of his throat like my cock belonged in his mouth. He pulled off and licked my balls, then went back to my erection, sucking me down again and swallowing around the head.
I didn’t take my eyes off him the whole time, held the back of his head, and guided him even though he didn’t need it. Tyson knew his way around a cock. His mouth was hot and wet, the sound of him slurping at me echoing through the room. “Fuck, that’s it. Jesus, I can’t wait to give you my load.”
He kept working me, teasing my crown with his tongue, long laps, short ones, nursing the head, and taking me deep, while shoving down his own pants and underwear.
He had a nice dick too. The hair at his groin was trimmed, a bit darker than the blond on his head but not by much. His balls were tighter than mine, his head swollen and red, precum pearling at the tip.
Tyson licked his hand, lowered it to his erection, and stroked himself while getting me off. My eyes fluttered, but I wouldn’t let them close, couldn’t look away from Tyson Langley blowing me in an empty classroom. It was one of the most erotic moments of my life.
All too soon, my balls drew up, pleasure shooting up my spine. “I’m gonna come,” I warned, but he didn’t back off, didn’t move away, so I let loose, careened over the cliff, Tyson draining me as promised. He swallowed me down before pulling off and jacking his dick faster, then spurting his load all over the floor and hitting the wall. “Fuck.” I dropped my head back.
“Good, right?”
“Until you ruined it by speaking.”
Tyson stood up. “I like this…like seeing you blissed out and knowing I’m the one who did it.” He took off his hoodie and wiped his hands on it, then his dick, before tucking himself away.
Before I realized what was happening, Ty covered my mouth with his. I opened up for him, tasted myself on his tongue in the quick, demanding kiss.
“Next time it’s your turn,” he said, then walked away and out of the room, leaving me standing there with my dick out and his load on the wall and floor.