Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 69456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
“Think you can handle it?” I ask, teasing him.
“Derek, I can handle everything you’ve got,” Carter says before lowering his mouth onto my cock.
Carter’s lips part and his tongue darts out licking the head of my cock. His tongue licks slow teasing circles around the head of my cock, that set my body on fire and make my heart beat faster. Slowly the tip of his tongue licks the length of my 12 hard inches from the tip to the base, and back up again before sucking the head into his mouth. He teases me with the quick flick of his tongue before licking the length of me once more. This time his lips linger at the base of my cock, opening and sucking first one, and then both of my balls into his mouth. My hands tangle in his hair as he presses his tongue against them sucking before slowly releasing them from the wet heat of his mouth, slippery and shiny with his spit.
His tongue slides back up my shaft and he sucks my head into his mouth. I thrust up into the tight wet heat of Carter's mouth and he doesn't miss a beat, and just takes it.
“Fucking perfect,” I groan as his fingers dig into my hips hard enough to bruise. This sends another unexpected jolt of desire through my body. It’s incredibly arousing to be with someone who is just as physically powerful as I am.
Carter keeps sucking me down until his lips are at the base of my cock. Carter starts bobbing his head up and down matching the rhythm of my thrusts. I tangle my hands in his hair and groan. Carter knows exactly what to do. I guess that's yet another benefit of fucking another guy.
Fuck, his mouth feels incredible and I'm consumed by the raw white-hot need that’s slithering through my veins, because this thing between us. The push and the pull, the fighting for control has reached its apex, and I realize Carter was as inevitable as Eliza. I tangle my hands in his hair and push my cock deeper into his mouth.
Carter just moans around my cock and I look down and see he's as hard as I am stroking his own cock, and something about Carter getting off on sucking my cock turns everything up to one hundred. It's too good and too much, and I want to see my cum spilling from the corners of Carter's gorgeous mouth. I want to watch him swallow my load. With the hand that's not jerking his cock, Carter slides a finger slowly between my cheeks. I know exactly what he has in mind. I lift my hips as he pushes a spit-slick finger inside of my ass. He slowly pushes it in and out of my hole.
“Fuck Carter come on you know I can take more than that,” I say, the challenge clear in my voice.
“Tell me what you want Derek,” Carter says, adding another finger to my ass and wrapping his lips around my cock once more.
“Fuck,” I say, “I want you to fuck me, but first I want to see you swallow my load.”
Carter moans around my cock. The vibrations shooting fresh waves of pleasure through me and leaving me speechless and breathing hard. Carter works my cock to perfection, and returns, keeping both of us strung out on the edge of desire for what feels like an eternity. Carter’s mouth is wicked. It’s like he’s sucking every coherent thought I’ve ever had out through my cock. The sight of my cock sliding in and out of Carter’s lips is going to be burned into my mind forever.
I give into the urge to thrust into the tight wet heat of Carter's mouth. It feels amazing. My hips thrust up, and he swallows me down, not missing a beat, adjusting perfectly to the rhythm I'm setting. I honestly never thought I'd ever have my cock in another man’s mouth and certainly not Carter's, but something about this just feels right. I wouldn't do this with any other man. Carter's mouth is amazing. Hot and wet and somehow the occasional rasp of stubble against my thigh makes it better. Who would've thought? Certainly not me.
Carter's mouth is doing incredible wicked dirty things to my cock. His head bobbing faster now. His tongue flicking over the head on every upstroke. Hot sparks are skittering under my skin, lighting up my nerve endings. I can feel the beginning of what I know is going to be a truly spectacular orgasm, even by my standards, building at the base of my spine. The pleasure is white hot and liquid slithering through my body like something almost tangible. I feel the pressure building. The creep of tension into my muscles that means my body is on the brink of an explosion.