Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 159500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 798(@200wpm)___ 638(@250wpm)___ 532(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 159500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 798(@200wpm)___ 638(@250wpm)___ 532(@300wpm)
“Oh fuuuck… I’ve never felt better.”
Being with him is nothing like the quick blowjobs received in the dark so I can close my eyes and imagine a hot guy giving it to me. I want to look. I want to see every detail of my stiffening cock sliding into that precious, eager mouth. I want him to find his own pace and play with me as if my cock’s his new favorite toy, but I slide my hands to the sides of his face to feel the stubble against my fingers.
Clyde’s muscular, tattooed, naked, and a fucking dream come true.
When he strokes my thighs as he takes more of my dick in, I wish I could stop time and live in this moment forever. He looks so happy slobbering all over my cock, his pink lips creating a tight ring around my saliva-slicked shaft. It’s un-fucking-believable that Clyde Turner is stroking my body while he sucks on my dick, playfully swirling his tongue around the head.
“You’re making me so hard,” I tell him, pushing all of his hair to one side. His eyes crack open, and when I slide my thumb along his ear, a soft, breathy moan vibrates down my cock just before he grabs it at the base and opens his mouth to lick my sac with that warm tongue. He then climbs back up, his gaze trained on my face.
Clyde licks along the underside of my cock, never breaking eye contact when he takes my dick in his mouth, hugging it with his tongue and soft cheeks. And then, he winks at me. My dick twitches in his mouth, and I’m pretty sure I must have leaked some pre-cum on his tongue, because hot damn! I can’t even begin to describe how hot I find it that he’s so eager and needy for me.
My dick is so hard it’s throbbing in the heat of his mouth, and Clyde wastes no time in caressing it at a growing pace. His hands slide down my thighs, then my hips, then around to my ass. He has the kind of rough skin that develops with handling the bike a lot, and somehow, that makes his touch even more of a turn on. I’m not used to people grabbing my ass, but his touch makes me shiver, somehow heightening every sensation. Clyde’s such a… guy. Rough, quick to a fight, but now that we’re alone, with nobody to perform for, he’s yielding to my touch and eager to please.
One doesn’t need much experience to see he wants to submit and please me. If that’s his desire, who am I to deny him? Especially when he rocks back and forth, teasing his own gag reflex, as if the size of me turns him on.
“Shit,” I mumble, my brain cooling inside my skull when Clyde puts one arm around my hips, then rest his cheek on my stomach and gathers my balls with his free hand as he lavishes my cock with attention. “Never seen a guy as handsome as you are right now. I want to blow my load down your mouth hole so bad…”
I’m so fucking close. I can feel it in my tightening balls.
Clyde pulls his mouth off my painfully hard dick. “Go on then. We both know you’ve got shit aim though,” he jokes, patting the scar on his side.
But then, he does the most erotic thing. With his hands on my hips, looking up at me, he opens his mouth wide, presenting his tongue, and I lose my fucking mind.
At first I’m so shocked I remain frozen, but when a second passes, and he remains in this position, hard dick jutting from between his legs as he waits for my spunk, I snap out of the sudden stupor.
This is a porn scenario, only a thousand times better, because Clyde Turner is offering me his mouth, and I’m the luckiest motherfucker on the planet.
“Oh shit… oh shit,” I whimper, grabbing my spit-slicked cock as I cup his head. “You’re the sexiest fucker ever.”
My hand tightens, squeezing my shaft, and while there was a lot of pleasure in the blowjob, now my climax is building like a monster wave about to smack me down and leave me lifeless at the feet of this gift to humanity.
The grunt escaping my lips is dull, almost pained, but then bliss shoots up my veins, and cum streaks across Clyde’s face. I grab his hair and lean closer, pouring the rest of my release between his lips.
He has to swallow midway, and I stain his lips with more cum before he opens his mouth again. If I could, I’d take a photo of the messy picture he makes now with one eye closed. I’d carry it over my heart every day.
My orgasm is so long, and so delicious. Even when I’m done, he has no complaints and swallows again, then gives the tip of my cock a lick for good measure.