Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 119011 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119011 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
But he stilled when the hard cock throbbed in his hand, its heat communicating all of Zolt’s arousal. Leo was definitely not chickening out, but he was intimidated. He considered himself a generous lover and was always eager to please his partners, but it struck him that his lack of skill might spoil things for Zolt.
He put on a brave face though and stroked the thick dick, getting used to its presence between his fingers. It was strange to hold one that wasn’t his, but he did know what felt good for a cock, so that was a start. “You won’t see anything if I swallow.”
Zolt grinned, but the growing flush in the middle of his chest was yet another testament to his arousal. He took a step forward and placed his feet on either side of Leo’s legs, which brought his dick closer, so close Leo could smell its musky, salty scent. It was long. And thick, and it would soon enter his mouth.
“Do you want me to jerk off on your tongue then?” he asked, and his thick fingers closed on the short hair at the top of Leo’s head, pulling to signal that he had assumed command of the situation.
Leo gasped, surprised by just how much he enjoyed the rough gesture. He hadn’t been sure when Zolt had talked about it, but now? Yep, Zolt was definitely allowed to pull on his hair.
Leo glanced into Zolt’s eyes, listening to the frantic pulsing in his ears. He didn’t usually liked being trapped, but this time he didn’t mind. He wasn’t going anywhere anyway. “I can get you off.”
But could he? Fortune favored the bold, so Leo took the plunge, leaned forward, and licked the drop of pre-cum beading at the tip of Zolt’s fat cockhead. Bitter, salty, it wasn’t tasty in a conventional way, yet Leo couldn’t wait for more, because it was sex in liquid form.
Zolt exhaled, and his grip on Leo’s hair loosened. “Grab it at the base. And hold my balls with your other hand,” he ordered in a stern yet kind tone that revealed the tremble of restrained excitement.
Leo peeked at the handsome face, but only for a second, because the cock in front of him was far too enticing. He followed the order, weighing Zolt’s balls. Where Leo had a soft fuzz on his, Zolt’s body hair, including his balls, was thicker, coarser, and the scent of their lust was getting him drunk faster than the whisky ever could have.
“Like this?” he whispered and licked up another droplet from the tip.
Zolt smirked, biting his lip before he spoke. “You haven’t even started sucking yet, and you’re greedy already.”
Leo smiled back, unable to comprehend that he was doing this, yet strangely at ease. He was giving himself a greenlight for some fun, for experimentation, and no one needed to know. Wasn’t he allowed a rebound after the rough way Amanda had left him? Wasn’t he allowed to just go with the flow for once, without dedicating too much attention to thoughts of the future?
“What can I say? I’m a horny guy.”
This time, he wouldn’t let Zolt have any reason for complaint and leaned over the cock, taking in as much of it as he could in one go. Which was, disappointingly, barely half of that impressive dick.
But Zolt had been right. Its hard, pulsing girth was overwhelming, and its flavor made Leo’s head spin out of control with dreams of the moment when he learned to take it in all the way and look at Zolt in triumph.
But as the bitter saltiness of pre-cum rubbed on his tongue, he opened his eyes and met the brilliant blue of Zolt’s gaze. Zolt took shallow breaths and smiled down at him, as focused on Leo as Leo was on him.
“Fuck... you look good down there...”
Leo’s nostrils flared, and he inhaled more of the intoxicating musk. He only now remembered to massage Zolt’s balls but was determined to show that even though he was a first-timer, he was still committed to showing his lover a good time.
He attempted to move his head back and forth, checking how much more he could take without gagging, but just feeling the thick dick twitch in his mouth, so hot, so smooth and rigid, had Leo mewling. He was beyond excited. If Zolt as much as touched him, Leo would blow his load within seconds, still sucking on the hard cock in his mouth.
He was about to continue this exploration when Zolt pulled him back, and his thick dick left Leo’s lips with a pop.
“Does it taste good?” Zolt asked, squeezing his free hand on Leo’s and directing it to the damp cock.
Leo nodded like an eager puppy. “Yeah. You smell so good too. The whole package with a big package.” He grinned, happy with his own pun. He could really get the hang of this. Girls hated puns in bed, but Zolt laughed and tapped the head of his dick against Leo’s mouth before taking it beyond the reach of his tongue.