Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
I couldn’t suppress the moan that crawled from my throat when Matt took my hand and guided it to his crotch. I yearned to touch him, but hesitated, unsure of how he’d react. This was new for me, too. I’d never been with anyone so inexperienced before. In a sense, Matt was a virgin again and instinct told me I should take every step slowly, let him take the lead.
“I need you to touch me,” Matt said, what sounded like desperation making his voice quiver. “I’m clean, so no reason you can’t give me a little taster of what’s to come.” He flashed me the impish grin I’d missed so much and the urge to taste those curved lips again became too intense to resist.
Gripping the back of his neck with one hand and fumbling with his zipper with the other, I drove my tongue into his mouth, greedily kissing, licking and tasting as far as I could reach. I’d never wanted to fuck someone so much in my life. My cock twitched with the need to bury myself inside him, pound him into next week. But for now, just the idea of touching him, pleasing him, was enough to satiate my craving.
This is safe. Matt was promiscuous by his own admission, but I knew he got tested regularly. Any reservations I had were born from my own damaged memories of Corey and I forced them aside, knowing I’d regret it for the rest of my life if I lost this opportunity.
“Please, Alex,” Matt begged, pulling me out of my thoughts. His zipper was open and when I glanced down I noticed he’d taken the liberty of un-popping his button, too. He kept his firm gaze on my eyes as he took my hand and pushed it slowly into his underwear, my knuckles brushing the smooth taut skin of his cock. “Oh my God…”
The feel of him shuddering under my fingers erased any qualms I had. Just touching him wasn’t enough. I needed to stroke, squeeze, taste and suck him until my hands went numb and my mouth dry.
My lips pressed to his neck, I whispered against his flesh. “Lift your ass,” I instructed, grudgingly releasing his cock long enough for me to tuck my fingers into his waistband and tug. Yanking his jeans and underwear down his legs at the same time, Matt shimmied out of them, using his feet to kick them all the way off.
I was on the floor now, kneeling between Matt’s parted legs. Biting my lip, my heart racing, I stared at him, running my gaze repeatedly up and down his body. His skin was pale and flawless, darkening just slightly along the grooves of his softly sculpted abs. His body was firm, toned in all the right places, and as I ran my hand across his stomach I followed the trail of fine, light hair peppered over his chest before sliding down again and resting my palm just above his pubic bone.
“You’re beautiful,” I murmured, lowering my head and planting a chaste kiss on each of his thighs in turn.
Leisurely, I sprinkled kisses up to his balls, smiling proudly when his rigid cock brushed against my cheek and twitched in response. “How do you feel?” I asked, looking up at his face, my forehead creased with both nerves and curiosity.
“Like I might come the second you touch my dick,” he answered hoarsely, his fingers fisting the cushion beside him.
This is really happening.
I let my eyes travel slowly down his glorious body, settling on his cock. Moistening my lips, I admired his erection. It was so beautifully hard, his foreskin retracted slightly from the pressure and giving me a teasing peek of his glistening head.
Slow, I told myself inwardly, not just because getting his dick sucked by another man was new for him, but because I wanted this moment to last forever.
I began by wrapping my thumb and forefinger around the base of Matt’s cock before tracing one of his bulging veins from root to tip with my tongue. His entire body shuddered as if I’d just zapped him with a bolt of electricity, spurring me on. Keeping one hand on his stomach, I continued licking trails up and down his long shaft, his hips bucking in desperation every time I removed my touch.
I teased him until he squirmed and panted, dragging my hand along the V of his hips until it landed on his balls. I turned my attention to them, alternately rolling them between my fingers and then drawing tiny circles on them with my tongue. Matt grabbed a fistful of my hair, winding the curls tightly around his fingers as he urged my head higher. He was silently begging, his hungry cock pulsating against my forehead as I carried on tormenting his balls. I wondered if he was too nervous to say aloud what he wanted me to do to him. I toyed with the idea of making him wait, forcing him into such a desperate state he would have to plead with me to take him into my mouth.