Chapter 24 #4
Holy shit, does he mean what I think he means?
My cock got harder which I didn’t even think was possible.
I could feel my tip expand to a hurtful breaking point, skin taunt.
Jimmy reached down and with a tip of his finger brushed up the underside of my dick, sending uncontrollable shivers through me.
When a whimper escaped my throat, he said, “I want to make you do that again, but louder. Come up to me.”
I shimmied up to my knees, presenting my lightning rod that was sticking straight out horizontally.
I was in shock with the state it was currently in.
The head was so engorged, and the veins were so prominent, you could see them clearly through my skin.
I had also started leaking, which I had never done before.
Jimmy couldn’t take his eyes off me, this starvation in his expression making me feel like I was wanted.
He wrapped his hand around me for the first time, making me gasp so hard, it felt like I got the air physically knocked out of me.
He placed his thumb on the underside of my cock, pressing in on my urethra, then guided his tunneled hand up to the mushroom ridge.
The action made more slick juice drip from my slit, my throat creating another whimper from the sight and the sensation of the movement.
Jimmy leaned his face forward, mouth open and just with the tip of his tongue, collected what I was leaking before more was wasted on the bedding.
Just that light swipe sent a shockwave into my dick and up my spine, making me stiffen up.
I watched his tongue curl back into his mouth with a string of my juice stretching from my slit to his mouth.
He closed his eyes, sucking on his tongue and hummed, “You are sweet like honey, Honey.” Then he looked up at me, “I want more.”
With fire in his eyes, he dived in and engulfed the head of my cock completely in his mouth with no warning making me yell, “Jiiiimmmy! Oh my Godddd.” The feeling was indescribable.
He was twirling his tongue around my mushroom, paying attention to the underside of my ridge where I am most sensitive, making me see sparks.
I placed one of my hands on Jimmy’s head, fingers in his hair. The other I had palmed flat on the wall next to me, just to brace myself from collapsing.
This feeling was making me lose balance and strength and he had only just begun.
Jimmy must have sensed it, because he popped off, leaving me wet with his saliva.
“Are you ready for more?” Before I could even think of a response, he ducked his head down and licked my balls.
His tongue curled up underneath, scooping my right one into his mouth and tugged while he sucked, creating this pressure when he rolled my nut along his tongue, which made my slit produce even more fluid.
At this rate, I won’t have anything left for the end if he keeps teasing me.
He did the same with the other nut before he used his hand to hold them to the side, massaging them.
But I wasn’t prepared for what Jimmy did next.
He licked the small patch of skin behind my balls that leads to my ass, the tip of his tongue just touching the bottom of my hole, “Jesus Christ, Jimmy! Ahhhh!”
He pulled back with an evil smile on his face, “I had hoped you were sensitive there. It’s one of my favorite places to bury my face.
” He dived back in as far as he could go, making me lose my mind.
I had no idea. None whatsoever. I have never touched myself there before.
For some reason, it never crossed my mind to do this to myself.
But I was glad Jimmy found that spot and that he was the first to make me feel like this.
He quickly shifted back to my dick and put the head back in his mouth, and sucked like a lollipop, his cheeks concaving in.
Without warning, he started to slip the shaft into his mouth, and in one swift motion, he engulfed it all down to my base.
His nose was buried in my pubic hair. He hummed, sending vibrations through me, making me see spots.
He slid back to the ridge of my tip and repeated the process again, his tongue circling the underside of my crown.
Over and over, and all I could do was hold on to him and the wall, giving a mixture of gasping and groaning.
It didn’t take long from there for me to start to feel this building of desire just behind the base of my cock and in my balls.
It was more intense than I normally felt at this stage when I was by myself.
My dick felt like it was expanding even more, ready to pop.
Jimmy must have felt it because he made eye contact, continuing to swallow me whole , never missing a beat.
He moaned when his lips met my base sending this lightning bolt to my toes, making them curl, my nuts feeling tight, drawing up close.
I was about to blow, I knew it, and by the sense of things, Jimmy knew it too.
But he continued to serve me from tip to base, and right before I shot, he took me all the way and swallowed around my head, “AHHHHH!” My peak shot waves of ecstasy into me, making me tremble, all the while I was emptying my cream into Jimmy’s mouth.
I didn’t even know how much I gave him, but the feeling seemed to last for eternity, like one drawn out blast instead of multiple spurts.
Jimmy just kept throating me until I finally became overly sensitive, making me gasp out.
He pulled off me, giving my cock air for the first time.
I could see Jimmy’s Adam's apple moving up and down, swallowing what was still in his mouth.
He licked his lips, collecting a little drop that had escaped, then he licked my softening cock lightly so as not to over stimulate me, cleaning me.
When he was done, he looked up at me, blissed out like he just experienced what I did even though he didn’t finish himself. He dragged me down so we could lay face to face, which wasn’t that hard since I felt so light, like he sucked my body weight right out of me.
He kissed me, holding my face in both his hands, and quietly said, “You were delicious. Like sugar cubes.” He placed his head on mine, our noses touching too.
I could feel his dick poking me in the stomach, dripping.
I peeked down at it before reaching down and wrapping my hand around it when Jimmy said, “I’m already there.
I got so worked up devouring you, I’m surprised I didn’t blow already without touching myself. ”
I kissed him and pulled on his meat, feeling air forcefully blow from his nostrils from the bodily response.
He moaned into my mouth, tongues meeting again, teeth clashing.
He wasn’t wrong with his assumption because after only five pulls, he broke from my mouth, leaning his head back and howled.
I watched his eyes pinch, mouth fall open as I felt splat after splat on my stomach and over my hand.
Breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling at an unhealthy speed, he pivoted his head back at me, taking my mouth again as his juice was dripping down onto the bedding. We stayed like that for a moment, feeling him soften in my hold.
When I finally let go, I brought my messy hand up to see his result.
I could smell the musk of his discharge.
Following my urge, I licked my hand, enjoying the aroma.
Jimmy pulled me back to him and kissed me again, sharing his own flavor while he smeared his discharge all over my body, rubbing and swirling it into my skin like a healing ointment.
He then pulled me back up again to have access to my body and started to lick and savor himself off my torso with long, full, flat swipes of his tongue. “I am delicious on you, hmmmmm.”
When he was done, having sampled every inch he possibly could, he pulled me back down to him in a cuddle. He pecked a sweet kiss to my lips, tasting just an essence of us. I hummed his comfort. I turned around and pulled the covers over us, reeling from the experience.
Jimmy pulled me to him, his thick arms curled around my chest, his front to my back, and cuddled me, “Good night, Honey.” He kissed the back to my head and pressed closer, like he wouldn’t be able to sleep if there was any space between us.
His softness was pressed into my crack, giving me ideas for the future.
I nuzzled my chin into his hairy textured arms, and whispered, “Good night, Jimmy.” Then I closed my eyes, hoping this was just the beginning of my happiness.