Chapter 16 #2
He’s hard, flushed, and leaking with trimmed hairs at the base of his slightly left-leaning cock that’s already wet with precum at the tip. His thighs tense slightly as my hands slowly trail up his skin. He’s so beautiful.
“Still okay?” I ask quietly.
He nods once again. “Yeah. Just… nervous. But in a good way.”
I lean forward, ignoring his erection right now, pressing a kiss to his stomach, then another on his left hip. His breath hitches as I move slightly until my mouth is hovering just above his tip, and I look up at him.
“Yes,” he says to my silent question. “Please.”
I give him a tentative lick before closing my mouth around his head, letting him adjust to the sensation, and listening for every sound he makes as I take him deeper.
He exhales sharply, one hand fisting in the blanket beneath him, the other reaching out like he’s unsure where to put it.
I reach up and take it, threading our fingers together and resting them on his hip as I take his shaft down my throat a little farther, also adjusting to the feeling.
His hips twitch up instinctively, and I focus on relaxing my throat so he can take everything he wants from me.
“Fuck,” he whispers, voice catching. “That feels so good.”
I hum around him, and he moans in response.
His hand squeezes mine as he moves it to the bed, his hips bucking in the air. I pull off him to regain my breath, and tease his shaft, licking up and down. When I take him back in my mouth, I look up at him, and his lips are parted, eyes dark and glassy, chest rising fast.
“Oh, fuck, Nash,” he finally grits out.
I take him back into my mouth and keep going, because I want to see what it looks like when he falls apart for me.
As much as I want to keep his hand in mine, I want to make him come more.
I undo my hand from his, curling one around the base of his cock, and bring the other one to his balls.
His stomach flexes, and he lets out a choked sound, hips twitching like he’s barely holding himself back.
His reaction tells me he likes his balls played with, so I move my mouth to suck his balls while stroking him with my hand.
“Jesus,” he gasps, voice hoarse. “You’re gonna—fuck—Nash, I’m not gonna last.”
“That’s the point, baby,” I say after I pop off of him. “I want your cum.”
His balls are tight now, so I lick a stripe under them, and he whimpers in response.
I make a mental note of that and do it once more before dragging my tongue back up to swirl around his swollen tip.
I take his cock back in my mouth, hollowing my cheeks and setting a pace that makes his thighs tremble.
He moans—louder now—and he’s tensing like he’s trying to keep control.
But I don’t want him controlled.
I want to undo him.
“Nash,” he whimpers. “Nash, I’m… so close.”
That’s all I need to hear to keep my mouth wrapped around him, and it’s only a second before I taste the first pulse of his cum on my tongue. He comes with a choked cry, and I suck him through it, not wanting to pull away until he’s completely spent.
“Holy shit,” he breathes after a moment, and I can’t help but chuckle at his response as I pull off his dick.
“You taste so fucking good, my god,” I praise.
He turns his head, looking at me with a mix of awe and something deeper. “I really want to return the favor,” he says, a little shy, “but I’m nervous. I’ve never done this before.”
“I can finish myse—”
“No,” he cuts off. “Sorry, I want to. I really want to. Will you guide me? Tell me what to do?”
I smile, loving that he wants me to take the lead. “Of course I can, Cay.”
Moving up the bed, I strip my pants off, and my hard dick springs out.
As hot as telling him to drop to his knees would be, I’m not going to ask him to do that the first time he puts my cock in his mouth, especially because I laid on the bed.
Learning his limits is far more important, but the fact that he’s eager for me to take the lead is a big plus.
“Crawl between my legs,” I start, and he moves quickly, looking up at me with such eagerness in his eyes. “Get your tongue nice and wet, and lick me from the base to the tip.”
“Fuck,” he whines so softly before doing exactly what I say. My erection swings slightly as he finishes the swipe of his tongue.
“How did my cock feel on your tongue?” I ask.
“I really liked it. Fuck, I’m already getting hard again, and I don’t even know how that’s possible.” He laughs, but his cheeks burn up at the admission.
“Hey.” I lean forward and reach down, propping his chin up with my fingers. “I don’t want you to feel shy or embarrassed around me ever, you hear me? You want something? Tell me. You like something? Tell me. You don’t like something. Tell me. I want to know everything about you, baby.”
His throat bobs and his breath hitches.
“Okay. Keep telling me what to do, it’s really hot.”
I smirk at him, knowing that when we get more comfortable with each other, we’ll be able to have a whole lot of fun.
“Put the tip in your mouth and taste me with your tongue, see how that feels.”
He does just that, wrapping his lips around my cock, and goddamn, is that a sight to see. He looks so good with his lips stretched around me, looking up at me with desperate eyes that are pleading for direction and praise.
“So good, baby. Give me a suck… Yes, just like that,” I praise as he does what I tell him. “Now, try to take me deeper, suck my shaft, lick m—”
I cut myself off because, oh my god, he’s going for it, and it feels incredible. His wet mouth wraps snugly around me, his hand joining at the base as he twists his wrist where he can’t fit yet. If this first attempt is any indication, I’ve got no doubt he’ll be able to deep-throat me soon.
“Jesus. You suck my cock so good.”
His face breaks out in a smile, as well as he can around me, and he moves with more intensity.
He’s not holding back at all. He’s mimicking my movements, palming my balls, swirling his tongue around the tip, licking and sucking with so much enthusiasm. It feels like he’s been waiting his whole life for this experience.
“So good, Cay.”
He bobs his head up and down, gagging a little as he tries to go deeper.
“How do you take more?” he asks me, so innocently, even as he wipes the spit from his mouth with the back of his free hand.
“With practice, you’ll learn how to breathe through your nose and relax your throat more, but you’re already doing so well,” I praise. “I’m already so close.”
His mouth quickly moves back to join his hand that hasn’t stopped stroking me. He flicks his tongue, swallows, and when he looks up at me and makes eye contact, I’m done for.
“Gonna… come,” I tell him, trying to give him enough time. “Pull off,” I manage to get out.
He pops off my dick, then leans over while he’s still stroking me, mouth open and tongue out. The sight pushes me over the edge as I come all over his lips and tongue. A few pulses land on his throat and cheek.
“Holy fucking shit,” I breathe out. “Holy fucking shit, baby. I can’t believe you just did that. That was so hot.”
“I’ve always wanted to try that.” He smiles as he licks his lips and swallows my cum, cheeks burning red at his admission, and I am scrambling to pull him into me.
I wrap my arms around him and lick my cum off his cheeks and throat as he laughs and squirms in my arms. There’s so much joy in the room. For a split second I worry we’ll wake the kids with how playful we’re being.
“Nash!” he squeals, and I laugh. Keeping him in my arms, I kiss him all over—his cheeks, his lips, his neck, his forehead—because I’m in complete awe of him in this moment. “You’re so amazing.”
He pulls back slightly. “Was that okay? Too much?” he asks. Once again, it’s shy, and I sense a hint of self-doubt over what he just did.
“No, you were perfect. How was it for you? Was it everything you hoped it would be?”
His cheeks somehow grow redder and he nods. “It was amazing. I’ve fantasized about that so much. I… I’ve always thought I’d enjoy giving head, but with you, it was so much better than anything I imagined.”
I groan at that. “How are you real?” I ask, because I truly don’t get it. He’s perfect for me. “Your mouth felt so good. I want to explore all your fantasies with you.”
He gulps, looking down, and I reach out to tip his chin up.
“Hey, I mean that. Anything you want, I want to give you.”
He nods. “Thank you. I just… I’m trying to wrap my head around being able to finally let myself have what I’ve wanted for so long.”
“I’ll give you anything you want. Anything.”
He nods against me, and we lie there in the quiet for a few minutes, our bodies tangled together, until I push up.
“Alright, let’s clean up before bed. We’ve got kids who could barge in at any time.”
He groans, and it’s adorable, but he lets me help him up.
As soon as he’s upright, I kiss him before walking over to the door to make sure the coast is clear.
I tug him down the hall toward the one shared bathroom in the cabin, and I forgot how much fun sneaking around trying not to get caught is…
except it’d be my kids catching their parent.
Thankfully, we make it into the bathroom without being seen, and I turn on the water, waiting for it to get hot. As soon as it’s the right temperature, I turn to Caleb. “After you, baby.”