Chapter 8 HENRY #2
His lips went to my arms, kissing them as I was moving to pull his T-shirt up over his head.
It wasn’t like he was trying to undress himself, and I didn’t want him to either.
This was part of the fun for me, removing his clothes, making sure he didn’t have to move a muscle.
I was taking charge and taking care of every single one of his needs.
Naked together on the bed, we got comfy in the center of it where there was a natural pit helping out bodies slope together.
The mattress was a little old, being the one I’d brought with me from my apartment.
I hadn’t thought I’d be sharing it with someone so soon, but he really didn’t mind, using it as a means to cling to me.
“You’ve had all your fun now,” I said, looking at my arm and seeing a couple of teeth marks with some darkened spots. “Now I need to put my mark on you.”
Leo nodded, all excited with his big eyes, hungry for what was about to come his way. “Please, Daddy. What are you going to do to me?”
“On your stomach,” I commanded him. “I know the perfect place to mark you.”
He flopped onto his front and raised his ass, almost like he knew that’s where I was going, before he wiggled it and humped the duvet comforter.
Between his legs, I positioned myself, gently spreading his cheeks and watching as he puckered his hole for me.
“Relax,” I whispered. I didn’t know which cheek I wanted the most, but I also didn’t have to decide.
I could go for both. So I did, leaving two hickeys that turned his soft pale skin into an inkblot test. I pushed his cheeks together, wondering if they were symmetrical.
“How does it feel to know you won’t see these? ”
He wiggled his bum up slightly. “I can look in a mirror.”
“These are just for Daddy to see.”
“That’s not fair. I wanna see.”
“Maybe I’ll let you look at them in a mirror if you’re a good boy.”
Twisting his torso to look at me, he wore his signature pout.
“I am a good boy, I promise.” His eyes darted to my dick, which had hardened into a curve resting below my belly button.
He’d brushed passed it with his knee and arms a couple of times.
Not outright touching me, but like he waited for permission, which was nice but it felt teasing.
“How?”
“Well, the next thing I want to suck won’t leave a mark.”
“Then suck it.”
Leo turned his entire body while I was still on his legs. I hadn’t noticed how flexible he was, and I was impressed. “In my mouth, then,” he said, lying back on the pillow and opening his mouth.
He wanted me to fuck his face, and who was I to refuse such a request. The moment I pressed my cock to his lips, Leo couldn’t help himself, taking it from me and directing it into his mouth until I was fucking into his throat.
His hands moved around my waist, then lower to my ass where he started pulling me down onto him.
He moaned on it, with barely any gag reflex.
I leaned back to slowly pull out and look at his face. “You’re gonna make me come,” I told him.
“Was I that good?” he asked, wiping the saliva from his mouth.
“Better than good.”
“So, I’m a good boy.”
“And a good throat.”
He giggled. “I also got a taste of you. Sweet.” He smacked his lips.
“I need a taste of you,” I told him, nodding my head and letting him free from between my legs. I looked back and saw his cock, bouncing with excitement, leaving strings of precum across his belly. “Don’t blow your load.”
Down the bed I went, back between his legs. My tongue explored his tip, all the way down, and then across his stomach where the sweet precum dots had landed. I lapped every single droplet up as he hunched his head into his shoulders and grabbed the sheets around him, moaning.
My tongue knew its way around, and if it could reach the bottom of a pudding cup, there was no telling what it could do for him.
Once his cock was teased, I lifted his legs and played with his balls, tracing the line down his taint with my tongue until I was reacquainted with his ass again.
This time I broke through the pucker with my tongue.
He pulled the duvet and sheets in harder, as if he was trying to cocoon the two of us together.
“I wanna fuck you,” I said from between his legs. “I want to be inside you.”
I left the bed for a moment, running around in search of condoms. I had some, I knew I did.
They were just somewhere I hadn’t planned on finding them anytime soon.
I managed to open a second box; it was the second box of underwear and socks.
I was surprised I hadn’t thrown them out when I was packing to move.
But the box of condoms, still in date, was buried at the bottom.
Leo was almost completely consumed within the duvet when I got back, giggling to himself. “You have to find me,” he said. He was still visible, and all that giggling gave way to the little shimmy he did.
I bounced on the bed at his side, and he would’ve gone flying if there wasn’t a large hollow in the mattress, or if he hadn’t been clinging to the bedding itself.
“Legs up,” I said. “Good boy.”
Leo followed instruction well, pulling his knees into his chest. His cheeks spread, naturally, showing off his perfect little hole for me. He was all prepared for me, and I wanted to go in slow.
Rolling the condom down my cock, I gave his ass a little tap, spreading some of the excess lube on his hole, and as I stared at him, into his eyes, he gave me a nod, as if telling me he wanted me to push and expand that hole for him.
Opening around my cock, he moaned. “It’s so big,” he said, his hands moving from keeping his legs at his chest. His legs dropped around my waist and his hand grabbed his cock, tugging it with a thumb over the tip like he was jerking a bottle of soda he didn’t want to pop off in his face when it opened.
Once I was inside him, I went deep, and fucked him hard, fast, my thighs slapping against his ass with every rhythmic thrust of my hips, going down, going deep.
Right until I leaned in, my face to his face, his moans now directly in my ear.
I licked his lips until our heads were together, and my tongue went into his mouth.
Connecting like we were completing a circle, I felt the tingle through me, and before I could even warn him or say anything, something even more special happened.
He came, releasing shots of his sticky load between our bodies as I released my load inside him.
The condom must’ve filled like a balloon with the amount of cum I kept pumping out into him.
We stayed in that position for a moment longer, staring into each other’s eyes. I had a hand under his chin, gently pulling just enough to have him do that pout with his lower lip. I gave him a kiss.
“That was . . . nice,” I said.
Leo was all red in the face. “I feel like I’ve just run a marathon,” he said, and as he giggled, the vibration had my cock popping right out of his ass. “Oops.”
I kissed him again. “Think we’ve got enough time to take a shower together,” I said. I hadn’t wanted to come in him so quickly, it had just happened that way, and people say when it’s right, it’s right. I knew this was right.
“As long as I get to use this as a loofah,” he said, reaching out and grabbing my chest hair. “Rubbed all over me.”
“Oh, baby, that’s already a given.” I wanted to rub it all over him now, but we were somewhat soaking in his cum still. “We gotta make it quick, though.”
My stomach rumbled against his and his answered with a grumble. It’s safe to say we’d both worked up an appetite . . . for more than just for food. I wanted more of him as well.