Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 90672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
“Fuck, Luke, you’re killing me. Please just let me jerk it off.”
I know that’s not what he wants, but a guy can only bear so much.
He grins before shaking his head, and my eyes water.
“Please, Luke. I—”
He licks the head of my cock, and I roll my head back, appreciating the sensation of his warm tongue once again.
“Now at least I know as I’m blowing you…you’re still gonna be hurting as much as I am.” He gives another lick, starting at the base, then trailing up to the head before inhaling deeply. “Why do you taste so good?” he asks with a growl before sliding my cock into his mouth. His lips glide down my shaft without hesitation as he goes for it like he doesn’t have any reservations about taking a cock.
Fin-a-fucking-lly.
I revel in the sensation as Luke bobs his head up and down. The pressure in me mounts, but it doesn’t have that sting to it, not now that the end to the pain is in sight. It may not be the hole I want, but after how he tortured me, I’ll take anything he gives me.
With each slide down my shaft, his wet tongue welcomes me back to his throat. He’s more and more ambitious until I hear him gag.
“Jesus, Luke. Don’t fucking choke yourself.”
But I’d be lying if I said it didn’t make me even harder hearing how determined he is to get as much of me in his mouth as he can.
He pulls off my cock briefly. “Don’t tell me what to do.” Then he’s right back at it.
I know he’s just playing out fantasies he’s already had of this. In those times when we messed around, I could tell he wanted to deep throat me, but like with anal, he was nervous about taking that next step. He sure as hell isn’t nervous tonight as he surrenders to his desires, which become my desire with every slide and gentle suck.
I feel a nudge, as though he psychically projected it to me, and I lower my hand to his head, encouraging him as I stroke my thumb along his temple.
“Good, Straight Boy. That’s real good.”
He moves faster, like he’s trying to suck the cum out of my balls. If so, it’s working.
“I’m not gonna last much longer,” I warn him, which makes him pull off.
“Fuck my face,” he says, leaning back, and I roll off the bed, my legs still trapped in my jeans, which I push down to my ankles. But I can’t bother with more than that. I need to end this.
“Lie on your back,” I tell him, “and put your head over the edge of the mattress.”
He obeys, and as I move closer, he says, “Just know, after you come in my mouth, I’ll still fucking hate you.”
“Come in your mouth? Are you sure? While you fucking hate me this much?”
“Shut your fucking mouth and put your dick in me.” I doubt he could sound any more annoyed if he tried, and I’m so delirious from everything he’s done to me, I just follow instructions, sliding my cock between his willing lips.
He grabs my ass cheeks, guiding me in, and again, he’s ambitious with how deep he takes me.
I admire how he takes what he needs from me.
I want him to use me like a fuck toy.
As I increase my pace, I grab either side of his head. “Fuuuuck,” I groan, and it’s too fucking late for me as the final rush of energy springs through me. “Luke, I’m coming, I’m coming,” I call out as he takes me like a champ. Drinks me up as I continue thrusting into his face. His greedy hands pull me close, my cock jammed back, and I can feel his throat.
I gasp with relief as his body relaxes beneath me. He pulls my cock partly out of his mouth, his tongue still going wild like he needs to make sure he’s got it all.
As I pull the rest of the way out, I notice some of my cum drip onto his lip, but it’s not there long before his tongue collects it and he takes a deep breath.
“Fuck yeah,” he says as though he’s just run a fucking marathon.
“Please, Luke. Can I suck you off?”
After how he’s punished me, I’m expecting him to refuse me just to piss me off, but he says, “Please,” like even he can’t resist this anymore.
I kick out of my pants while Luke undoes his and pulls them down to his knees with his boxers. Then I climb into bed, helping him out of his shoes, pants, and boxers. As soon as his clothes are off the bed, I hook my arms around his thighs and go right for his hard cock.
I’m desperate to have him in my mouth, to bring him the relief he craves. Maybe because I think, in some fucked-up way, that if I get him off, it might make up for all the other shit.