Dylan #2
I lean forward, bringing my head beside Liam’s and then kiss his ear.
His thighs tense against mine so I slide out with a steady rhythm, then he turns his head looking over his shoulder and our mouths meet in a tongue twisting kissing marathon.
I feel my entire body vibrate, and while I may have had sex with men before, I’ve never felt anything like this.
Perhaps it’s been the thought of wanting to fuck Liam from the moment we first met that has made this entire experience so pleasurable.
“I didn’t realize just how much I wanted—needed this. It’s like my body has been screaming for me to take you.”
“It probably has. You know you can go fast and harder, right? I’m not going to break. But I might lose my fucking mind if you continue to fuck my brains out like this.”
My lips curve into a smile. Then I stand upright so that I’m now standing behind him once again.
I place one hand on Liam’s hip and with my other, I slide it up the back of his spine, and when I reach the top of his head, I tangle my fingers through his hair, grip it tight, then pull his head back and ram the ever-loving daylights out of him.
I feel my balls tingle as my cock slides in and out of his ass and I know it’s only a matter of time before I lose my shit and explode, but I’m nowhere near done with this man yet.
I withdraw my cock from inside him and I notice the precum on the tip so I wipe over it with my finger then bring it to his mouth and slide my finger between his lips.
He sucks on it, like a baby neutering a pacifier or its mother’s nipple.
“Damn, you taste good, Dylan,” he says when I slide my finger out of his mouth. “But you want to know what I really want?” he asks.
“What?” I reply.
“I want to know what my cock feels like inside you.”
He moves quickly, taking me completely off guard as he gets off the bed, then moves behind me where he bends me over and kicks my legs apart. I feel him move between them, his outer thighs touching my inner thighs.
“Why should you have all the fun?”
The next thing I know, I’m shouting his name at the top of my lungs as he shoves … I don’t even know how many slicked digits inside me.
“Jesusssss,” I hiss as he continues to plow his fingers into me. “How many have you—fuck,” I curse.
“Just keep that mouth of yours shut and let the real man do the work here,” he orders.
He pushes my body down so that I’m now crouched over the bed, and I rest my palms on the mattress, bracing myself for what’s about to come—and I’m not talking about me.
His digits continue to pound in and out of me, hitting all the right spots, almost making me orgasm.
I reach down and begin stroking my throbbing erection as he continues to fuck my ass with his fingers.
He reaches down and grabs the lube, and I hear him squirt some, then he’s deep inside me again, lubricating my asshole.
“Are you ready?” I hear him ask.
“Don’t be a fucking tease, Liam. We’re not at the office. Just fuck me already,” I order.
“With. Fucking. Pleasure,” I hear him say.
And that was the only warning I got as he slams into me, deep and hard and then he begins to fuck the living Christ out of me and the best part is, he’s not being gentle at all.
Oh, no. Liam Samuels is pounding me rough, like the talented motherfucker I know he is.
He slaps both my cheeks and I feel his skin slap against mine vigorously, and I love every fucking minute of it.
I feel him lean down and press a kiss on my back, then I turn my head to look over my shoulder and his mouth meets mine with a wickedly delicious kiss.
He then unexpectedly grabs hold of my hair, twirling his fingers through it before pulling me up off the bed.
When my body is pressed hard up against his, he continues to fuck me hard, then he wraps his fist around my swollen cock and tugs on it, hard, almost making me come all over the bed.
“Fuck, Liam.”
“Yeah, that’s exactly what I’m doing. Fucking you the way you deserve to be fucked,” he says.
The guy is going to fucking kill me!
Over and over, Liam pounds into me with such force, I’m almost positive I’m going to erupt at any moment.
While the force of his cock penetrates me through and through, it’s pure bliss and heaven on earth all at the same time.
It’s like nothing I’ve felt from a guy in a very long time.
I close my eyes and allow the sensation of his cock to do its job and then allow myself to be taken.
He slaps my cheeks with his hands as he thrusts backward and forward, that talented cock pulverizing my ass and I’m pretty sure—fuck, nope, make that one hundred percent positive, that he’s totally fucked my G-spot right out of me.
Every glorious inch of his cock feels spectacular inside me, and the fact that I’ve waited so long for this makes me enjoy every fucking minute of it.
“Oh, fuck, yessssss,” I hiss as he gives me one last hard thrust.
He pulls out of me, then scoops me into his arms and carries me over to his desk. I curl my feet around his waist, balancing myself and he makes room on the desk before he carefully sits me down on it.
“I’ve always wanted you to fuck me on the desk,” I tell him.
His lips curve into a smile, then he grabs the grey tie that’s resting neatly on the back of the chair. He brings the material to my face and is about to thrust it into my mouth when I speak. “What’s that for?” I ask.
“I’m going to totally destroy the absolute fuck out of you. And when I do, you’re going to scream so loudly. I don’t want the neighbors calling the cops thinking there’s been a murder.
My eyes widen at that remark, and he carefully shoves the tie in between my teeth and ties a knot behind my head.
Not too tight, but loose enough so that it can be removed if needed.
He pushes my legs apart and wedges himself between them until our cocks are touching.
He then caressingly runs a finger down the inside of each thigh, making me squirm and my cock stiffen to full mast. Placing both his palms on my chest he runs his hands up and down my torso, poking his tongue in and out of his mouth in the process.
When his palm reaches the top of my groin area, I brace myself for what is about to come, but instead, the arrogant fucker teases me by running his hand back up again.
Running his hands up and down the side of my body, I wriggle my entire body and wrap my legs around his ass and he slaps the outside of my thighs.
“Put your legs down,” he orders.
I do as requested and he places both palms flat on my V line, with each of his thumbs nestled under my cock, scraping gently on the sack. He leans forward, bringing his mouth toward mine, and as I raise my head to greet him with a kiss, the asshole pulls away and begins stroking my cock instead.
“You fucking cock tease,” I tell him.
Lowering his head, he presses soft, sweet kisses to the area below my V line, coming close to my cock, and just when I think he’s going to take me in his mouth, he once again surprises me and licks his way up my stomach, over my abs, then onto my chest and neck, then slicks his tongue across my Adam’s apple causing me to almost orgasm.
I let out a loud groan through the material, and Liam covers my mouth with his hand as he slides his way back down my torso.
This time when he gets to my cock, he glides his tongue over the top of it, making it slick with his saliva.
His touch is unbearable, and I swear to God, if the man doesn’t take me soon, I’m going to come all over this expensive carpet of his.
Continuing to slick my dick with his tongue, I squirm, and the fucker clasps his hand around my neck.
I tilt my head backward and he rises up to kiss my neck, then teases me again with a kiss on my jaw, before dropping his mouth to my chest again.
I feel him wrap a hand around my engorged cock, and I look down as he begins pumping it through his fist before lowering his mouth over the tip.
He doesn’t take me straight away, oh no, the bastard continues to torture me by first sucking on each of my balls, then licking his way up underneath my cock, and when he gets to the tip, he gives it a gentle lick before kissing the head.
He does this for a few seconds, teasing and tormenting me as he stares into my pleading eyes.
I can’t take this anymore, I want him to cut the bullshit and just, what did he say?
Destroy me? With his fist wrapped around my cock, he pulls on the skin, exposing more of my swollen head.
He worships my cock, lubricating it with his tongue and driving me completely crazy as I try so damn hard not to shoot my load all over him. Finally, putting an end to the torture, he swallows me, taking me all the any down to the back of his throat.
“Fuckkkkkkkkkk,” I curse through the fabric.