Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 129881 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 649(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129881 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 649(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
We’ve never done this, not with me, and why the fuck not.
I’m cursing his name and moaning it while going between trying to fuck his face and pushing back against his finger, and it all feels so fucking good.
“I’m so close,” I say, rocking into his mouth.
His other hand joins in so he’s stroking and sucking me, the pressure and wet warmth and Felix.
God, Felix.
He looks up at me like I’m giving him something, and like he’d do anything to keep getting it.
“I love you so much,” I pant. “I can’t lose you.”
He shakes his head and keeps sucking.
“Oh god. This feels incredible.”
“You’re going to let me have this ass one day, right?” he pops off to ask, swallowing me down again before I can respond.
“Anything. I’ll let you do anything. You feel so fucking go-ah, fuck. Shit!” I hunch over when his finger penetrates me, arm shooting out and bracing on the opposite wall. “Fuck fuck me. Fuck me. I’m gonna come.”
Felix fingers my ass and makes himself gag on my dick, and I close my eyes even though I don’t want to when my orgasm slams into me, overwhelming and unexpected.
I moan as the first jet of cum shoots down his throat and pull his hair when he swallows around the tip of my dick.
My eyes flash open, and I look down and watch as he takes it all with tears in his eyes, his finger still working me. And when he swallows the end of my load, he moans before popping off.
“So fucking good,” he gasps, licking his lips.
He slides his finger out and smiles at me, giving my dick one last pull as I collapse back against the wall.
“Come here,” I slur.
Felix gets to his feet, saying, “You sound nice and relaxed now.”
“I don’t think I can move.”
I look up when he kisses all around my neck, my hands in his hair still.
“Mm,” I moan, and my eyes are so heavy now.
“Was it good?” he asks.
“I think you sucked my brains out of my dick.”
His laugh is warm and sweet.
“And your finger in my ass? Jesus.”
Felix leans back and looks straight at me. “Now you know why I love it so much. And when it’s my dick, I’ll really drive you crazy.”
“I’m sure you will.” I cup his flushed cheeks. “You’re good at this.”
“Giving head?” He smirks. “I know.”
I chuckle and pull him in so we can kiss, and my dick jerks when I taste myself on his tongue.
“You’re good at distracting me,” I clarify, speaking against his lips. “And making me feel better.”
“I’ll always try, Jake.”
“You will, won’t you.”
He nods gently and kisses me once more before we finally separate enough, I can yank up my boxers and jeans.
“Seriously, though. Do you feel better now?” he asks.
“Yeah.” The pressure in my chest is gone, and my hands are steady now. “Yeah, I do. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
“We better go before my brother comes in here looking for us,” I say, pulling up the zipper.
“Okay.” Felix unlatches the door and peers back at me before opening it. “I’m also really good at sucking dick, right?” he asks, like he doesn’t already know.
I roll my eyes. “Yes, Felix. You’re the best at it.”
“Aw. You’re so sweet, Jake. Tell everyone you know, okay?”
We’re both laughing when I pull him back so he can swing the door open, and then I shove him out of the stall. I follow him out.
And we both look over at the guy who shouldn’t still be lingering at the urinals, but he is. He’s in the same spot he was in when I first walked in here.
Only now, he’s facing the stalls and stroking his short, fat dick while his other hand is shoved up under his crew neck so he can play with his nipple.
“Dude,” I grunt. “What the fuck!”
“What the hell, man. Put your dick away!” Felix says.
He’s older, probably pushing sixty, with a large gut and graying hair all over his stomach and chest. His beard is long and unkempt, and there’s grease all over his clothes.
And did I mention his fucking dick is out?
I mean, I kind of get it since we were loud, but still. What the fuck.
The guy looks from me to Felix, and that’s when this dead motherfucker actually moans.
“Me next,” he growls, shaking his cock at my fucking boyfriend. “Come suck it for me, boy.”
“Oh, shit,” Felix mumbles.
“What the fuck did you just say?” I advance on this sicko, ready to toss him head-first into a urinal, and he keeps stroking himself and eyeing up Felix like he could blow his load just by looking at him, so when he hits me with a left cross while he keeps beating his dick, I’m not expecting it.
I stumble sideways and groan, tasting blood in my mouth.
Felix looks at me, eyes wide, and then flies across the bathroom.