Chapter Nineteen
Spencer
Noah stared at me like he couldn’t believe the words that had just come out of my mouth. But I wasn’t joking. I wanted to have sex with him.
“We don’t have to,” I said. “Not if you don’t want to. I just really want that… with you. If you do too.”
I wasn’t sure I was making much sense, but words were hard right then. Just looking at Noah was enough to leave me tongue-tied. It probably meant that whatever we did, it wouldn’t be my best performance. I’d be lucky not to come the moment he touched me. But I could make up for it later.
Right now, I just wanted to be inside him.
“I do,” Noah said. “As long as you’re sure. I don’t want to rush you.”
“Dude, you’re killing me here.” I grinned. “It’s not like I’ve never had sex before.”
Noah chuckled. “I know, but this is different.”
“Not really,” I said. “Sex is sex. Butt stuff is butt stuff. Oral is oral. Doesn’t really matter to me what parts are involved. Besides, it’s not like I’ve never seen a penis before. Do you know how many guys like to walk around naked in dressing rooms? And I’ve watched enough porn.”
“You still need to tell me about this rabbit hole you fell into,” he said, shaking his head as he dropped his hoodie and t-shirt onto the floor before kissing me.
“Later. First, I want to fuck you.”
Noah groaned, his eyes fluttering shut. “Okay. Yeah.”
“Only okay?” I asked with a grin.
“Shut up,” he said, looking at me with a wry smile and desire burning in his eyes. “It’s more than okay. It’s something I’ve wanted for a long time.”
“Good, because I want to watch you ride me.” I slid my hand down his stomach to the bulge in his jeans, loving the way Noah gasped as I rubbed his hard cock through the material.
I’d thought it might be strange to feel another man’s erection under my hand, but it wasn’t.
It was just different. I couldn’t really compare it to my own or to anything I’d experienced with other partners.
I liked it, though. I liked it a lot.
But the jeans were an annoyance because they were in my way.
I reached for the button, popping it open before unzipping his fly and working the jeans open as far as I could. It was a little limited considering the way Noah was positioned between my legs, and it was starting to frustrate me. I just wanted to get my hand on his dick.
My mouth too.
I’d always loved getting head and giving oral, so I figured I’d probably like blowing Noah.
I just had to try and remember all the things I’d enjoyed women doing to me over the years and replicate them.
I didn’t think it would be as easy as some of them had made it feel, but I hoped Noah wouldn’t mind if I was a bit sloppy and uncoordinated.
And if I was, that was what practice was for. I’d always been dedicated, and if I wasn’t good at something, I practised until I was. Hopefully, Noah wouldn’t mind me practising on him.
“Can you lift up?” I asked, trying to tug his jeans a little farther down. “I wanna get these off you.”
“Do you want to go upstairs first?”
“Nope. First, I want to try sucking your dick. And I’m too horny to move.”
Noah laughed but carefully climbed off me and shrugged his jeans off, toeing his socks off at the same time, until he stood in front of me in just a pair of loose, black boxers. They had an obvious bulge in the front where his dick was straining against the dark material, and I grinned.
“Seriously, you’re so fucking sexy. Come here.
” I beckoned him towards me and patted my thighs as I slid my legs closed.
My own dick protested because it was struggling in the confines of my jeans, but I’d get to it later.
Noah looked a little hesitant as he climbed onto my lap and even more so when I hooked my hands around his thighs to pull him up my chest.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “You’re not going to, like, crush me or anything. If you’re struggling for balance, you can put a foot on the floor.”
“Are you sure?” Noah asked as I ran my hands up his gorgeous thighs. Fuck, they were so thick and perfect.
“Yeah, I am.” A small voice in the back of my head wondered whether Noah wasn’t used to his partners wanting him like this.
But I was desperate to have him on top of me so I could see as much of him as possible.
His crotch was now the perfect height for my mouth, and with some minor adjustments so I didn’t crick my neck, I was able to comfortably lean forward and trail my lips across the skin of his thigh.
It was covered in soft, dark hair, and I liked the way it felt under my lips.
I gripped his thigh with one hand while I ran the other thumb across his cock, watching it jump under the material.
I grinned as I gently reached through the slit in his boxers to grasp his cock and pull it out.
Noah gasped as soon as I touched him, and I smirked, loving how sensitive he was.
His cock was shorter than mine but slightly thicker with a soft reddish-purple head that had precum beading on the silky skin.
I pumped it slowly, getting used to the weight and feeling in my hand.
My eyes kept flicking between staring at his cock and watching Noah’s expression.
His mouth was slightly open, and he kept pulling at his lip as he tried to keep his eyes on me, but every so often his eyes would flutter closed as he focused on the sensation.
“You’ll have to tell me what you like,” I said. “Don’t be afraid to correct me. I… I work better with directions.”
Noah groaned. “Okay, fuck, I can do that.”
I swiped a bead of precum up on my thumb and lifted it to my mouth. It tasted slightly different than mine. Noah’s was a little sweeter. It made me want to taste more.
Leaning forward, I guided his cock towards my lips, slowly running my tongue across the head.
It was soft but still firm—again, it wasn’t really comparable to anything I’d experienced before.
Noah moaned softly, cursing under his breath as I licked him.
His voice had a shuddering edge to it like he was dangerously close to losing control.
I looked up into his eyes as I carefully wrapped my mouth around the head of his cock, letting the weight of it rest on my lips. Noah groaned, and I smirked. I was definitely going to enjoy this.
I pumped his shaft with my hand as I took a little more of his cock into my mouth.
My tongue slid around the edge of it, and I realised this was going to take more coordination than I’d thought.
I wanted to tip my metaphorical hat to all my previous girlfriends, especially Millie, who’d been able to do this thing with her tongue I was now convinced wasn’t even physically possible.
“Shit, yes… just like that,” Noah said. “Do you like it?”
I hummed around his cock before giving it a tentative suck. Noah groaned again, and I sucked a little more into my mouth.
“Fuck, that’s it. Go slowly. You don’t have to take it all.”
That sounded like a challenge, but even I wasn’t foolish enough to try swallowing his cock straight away. I had no idea how sensitive my gag reflex was, and I definitely didn’t want to chuck up all over him. That would be the least sexy thing ever and something I’d never recover from.
“Fuck, Spencer, you look so good like this,” Noah said, reaching his hand out to caress the top of my head, carding his fingers through my hair. “You look so fucking good with my cock in your mouth.”
I hummed around him again and slowly started to move my mouth and my hand together, attempting to get some sort of sucking rhythm going. But even with my adjusted position, it was awkward. I didn’t want to stop, though.
I knew I’d told Noah that I wanted to fuck him, but the idea of stopping to go upstairs and find lube and condoms and everything was distressing as fuck. Maybe we could come back to that later. It wasn’t like this was going to be a quick one-time thing.
Noah groaned again. “Mmm, yes. Can you take a little more? Fuck! Yes, that’s it. Focus on the rhythm and use your hand too. Mmm, fuck, Spencer, you’re doing so good.”
A burst of pride exploded in my chest like someone was setting off fireworks. I loved hearing Noah praise me like that. I loved knowing I was doing a good job for my first time.
My whole focus narrowed to sucking him, working his cock with my hand and mouth, determined to make him feel good. I didn’t know if I’d be able to make him come, but I wanted to try. I’d never tasted cum before, and even if I didn’t like it, at least I could say I’d tried it.
“Shit, mmm, yes… just… mmm, like that,” Noah’s voice was soft and rough, his thighs trembling under my touch like he was trying not to fuck into my mouth.
Fuck, that idea was sexy.
I pulled back slightly, letting his cock slip from my mouth with a slick pop, strings of saliva still connecting me to him. “You can fuck my face,” I said, taking a second to process just how wrecked my voice sounded.
“No, I… You’re doing great.”
“I know,” I said, giving Noah a wink. “Not bad for my first time. But I want you to come, and if I can’t do that by myself, then I want you to help. I want you to use me to get yourself off.”
“But… I… Didn’t you want to fuck me?” Noah asked.
I gave him the best approximation of a shrug I could. “We can do that later. I don’t want to move until you’ve come in my mouth. I want to taste you, Noah.”
He groaned again. “Fuck, you have an amazing mouth.”
“I know,” I said again. “And now I want you to use it.”
“Okay, but you can stop me any time you want. Just tap my thigh. And you can control it with your hand.”
“Relax, babe. I’ve got you.” I winked at him and sucked his dick back into my mouth, using my other hand to gently encourage him to move his thighs.
Noah groaned and thrust gently into my mouth as I squeezed his shaft with my hand, creating a hot, slick tunnel for him to fuck into as I took as much of his dick as I could.
Which wasn’t as much as I wanted. Again, I was going to have to practice.