23 Cutter #2
“I love this,” he murmurs as he follows his fingers with his lips, first kissing then sucking on my nipples. I close my eyes and surrender to the sensations. The way his mouth seems to be pulling my soul out through my flesh.
He rocks his hips against me while his hand drops down to grab my cock. “Lube and condoms?” I repeat, not sure how much longer I can wait.
He points to the end table. “Lucky I left them there.”
When I make a move to retrieve them, he starts to take off the sweater.
“No.” Did I say that? What is going through my mind? Do I need an exorcism? “Keep it on.”
Aubie smirks. “Boots. Sweaters. What other naughty kinks are you hiding, baby?”
I feel my face flush and swallow, looking down at him. “I want you just like you are right now.”
His grin widens and he begins to dance to his own inner tune, running his hands over his body, pulling the sweater up for an enticing peek of flesh before easing it back down. “Like this?”
My eyes follow his hands, unable to look away. Unable to speak. I feel my breath shorten, my pulse quicken.
Fuck, is it hot in here?
He slithers down to his knees and palms my thighs while his face zeroes in on my crotch.
First smelling, his nose buried in my taint.
A flick of his tongue sizzles across my hole.
My skin pebbles, leaving me quivering with a need I have no hope of understanding.
He picks up on it and dives in for more, his sinful mouth making me believe in whatever god created him.
I rake my fingers through his hair and urge him lower. To keep going. To never stop.
“Oh baby,” he moans. “You taste so good.”
My dick is aching for his touch. I thrust toward him. Desperate. Needy. Is this even me?
His tongue flattens against my taint then slowly…slowly laps at my balls. Sucking first one then the other in his mouth.
I swear I see stars.
His tongue continues to fondle them in his mouth.
Jesus, fuck.
My cock is so rigid I’m afraid it’ll break in half.
He releases my balls with a plop and sucks his fingers into his mouth, his eyes holding mine. Daring me to look away.
He pulls his fingers out and drags them around to my hole. I open my mouth to protest, but his lips close around the head of my cock and I can’t remember what I was going to say.
He hooks a finger in my ass while sucking my cock to the back of his throat and I’m sure I’m going to lose my mind. Especially when he finds what must be my prostate. The stars are now bursting in full technicolor splendor across my vision. Surely this isn’t normal.
His mouth begins to bob up and down my length, sucking me hard into his throat before pulling back. All while his finger is fucking my hole. I’m so delirious from the sensations I don’t even notice when one finger becomes two. Then three.
The air is filled with the most filthy moans and I realize they’re coming from me. I don’t want it to stop, and at the same time, I want more than anything to come in his ass.
“Need to fuck you,” I grunt, fighting to make words. “Get yourself ready.”
His eyes flash as he looks up at me. He pulls off my cock, licking his way to the tip, then releases it with a kiss. “Shame to interrupt that meal.”
I can’t stop a whimper of disappointment when he pulls his fingers out of my ass.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll eat it out real good after you fuck me.”
“You and that filthy mouth.”
He grins as he bends over to grab the lube from the table, tossing me a condom. “You love my filthy mouth.” He squirts out a generous dollop and leans back on the couch with his knees bent, thighs spread, opening himself up to me. I watch eagerly as his finger disappears in his tight hole.
“You like that, baby? You like watching me finger fuck myself? Getting my ass all ready for your big cock.”
“Shut up.”
I swear I’ve never been so hard. I want the taste of him in my mouth.
I want to follow his finger around his rim and dip inside.
I swallow and take a deep breath, but it doesn’t clear my head.
It’s like my senses are in overload and all I can manage is to react.
To take what he’s giving me. At this point I think I would stop breathing if he told me to.
He watches me with a lazy smile as he adds a second finger. I can’t look away from his slick fingers sliding in and out of his ass. Without thinking I reach down and grab my cock, stroking it in time with his fingers. I need some kind of friction right now.
He adds a third finger and emits the most delicious moan. It takes all of my control not to push his hand aside and drive inside him.
My cock damn sure likes the idea of that. It’s leaking all over my hand.
He bites his bottom lip then runs his tongue over the impression while slowly withdrawing his lubed fingers from his ass and using them to motion me closer. “Come fuck me, baby.”
He pulls his knees up to his chest, giving me a full screen view of his perfect ass.
The heels of his boots dig into his flawless flesh, but he doesn’t change position.
Even knowing it’s a calculated move, like everything he does, I still can’t resist. He’s a decadent combination of sultry and forbidden.
And I want to wreck him.
I want to make him suffer the way I’ve been suffering. Thinking about him. Longing for him. Needing him.
He reaches down and spreads his cheeks while his damned sly eyes beckon me closer.
“Need you inside me, Cutter.”
That does it. The way he says my name, in that careless French accent. I didn’t think my dick could get harder, but I was wrong.
I don’t remember moving, but my cock is suddenly suited up and poised at the entrance to his hungry ass. I glance at him, wanting to ask if he’s ready, but his eyes are telling me everything I need to know.
I guide the crown in, pushing past the tight outer ring of muscle, shuddering as his ass squeezes the head of my cock.
And then it’s just snug velvety heat. I try to go slow, I really do, but it takes more willpower than I currently have. It doesn’t help that Aubie wraps his booted legs around me and urges me deeper.
“Fuck you feel good,” I mumble against his neck.
He rakes his nails up and down my back, sending goosebumps rippling across my flesh.
His mouth works its way up my neck, sucking and biting along the way, all while he squirms and rocks beneath me, his leaking cock grinding against my abdomen, his ass milking me.
I couldn’t have a rational thought right now if my life depended on it.