Chapter Three #3
Geo didn’t budge his gaze as he reached his hand to the waistband of my jeans. If he was watching for signs of uncertainty, he wouldn’t find any. I wanted anything and everything with him.
He plucked my button open and pulled down my zipper, freeing my aching cock from its confines. Geo pulled the denim, along with my boxers, down my legs, and I helped kick them off onto the floor.
It wasn’t until I was fully bare that Geo tore his eyes from mine to look down my body, taking in the sight of my firm, sculpted torso, and gasping when he saw my manhood for the first time; cut, thick, and nearly eight inches long.
Without looking away, he raised his shaking hand towards the table and tapped against the wood until he found the small bowl and dipped his fingers inside it once more. I hissed through my teeth when he wrapped his palm around my shaft, spreading the warm chocolate onto my skin.
In a blink, Geo dropped his head and licked my crown. I’m not sure which one of us moaned louder. He lapped again, circling his tongue around my sensitive tip while closing his fingers around my girth, stroking me slowly as my nails dug into the soft carpet beneath me.
I cried out when he closed his mouth around my crown and sucked hard.
He slid his lips up and down my shaft in unison with his palm, covering every inch of me, gobbling down my chocolate dick.
When his other hand cupped and rolled my fuzzy balls, I couldn’t stop my eyes from rolling back.
Every pleasure center was lit up, blanketing my skin in tingling warmth.
He sucked and stroked, rolled and pulled until I teetered on the edge.
As much as I craved release, I didn’t want the moment to end.
I bit the inside of my cheek to distract my mind and hold off the moment.
It worked for a few seconds, but soon I felt pressure building in my stomach and my sack pulling closer to my abdomen.
And then everything stopped. Geo’s warm mouth was gone and his hand retreated. My eyes flew open to find him clawing at the button of his own jeans. His expression was frenzied and desperate, so I didn’t hesitate to help him. I eased his hands away and unclasped his pants as he lay back.
I stripped the rest of his clothing off, drooling over his cock, about five or six inches long and slim, with a pretty pink tip.
But I was after another prize. I gripped Geo’s ankles and pushed them towards his chest, rocking his hips back and opening him up to my gaze.
His cute little pucker stared back at me, just waiting to be tasted.
I briefly thought about applying a bit of chocolate to his skin before devouring him, but decided against it. I wanted to taste his pure, unmasked essence, so I lowered my head between his thighs and pressed the tip of my tongue to his hole, relishing his sweet, musky flavor.
Geo gasped and brought his hand down on my head with a smack. My lack of hair must have made it sound worse than it was, because he pulled his hand away quickly and apologized. But I didn’t want him to hold back. I wanted to feel his pleasure and hear his excitement.
So I doubled down, eating him in a frenzy. I licked against each tiny wrinkle and wiggled my tongue until it slipped inside his tight ring. Geo moaned aloud, and both of his hands found their way to my scalp, kneading my flesh…until he pushed my face away.
I looked up, worried I had somehow hurt him or crossed a line. But all I saw in return was need and desire burning in his eyes as he asked, “Please.”
I knew what he was asking for; the very thing my own body was silently begging for. I sat up onto my knees and fished in my jeans pocket until I found the foil wrapper I had tucked away. I didn’t expect anything from Geo, but I had wanted to be prepared.
I ripped the condom wrapper open with my teeth and rolled the latex down my length. It was pre-lubed, and I had left his hole dripping with saliva, so I hoped he was ready for me. Still, I wouldn’t risk hurting him, so I touched my tip to his pucker and pressed forward agonizingly slowly.
I watched in awe as his tiny hole stretched to its limit around my fat tip as I entered him.
His muscle ring strangled me in the best way as every inch sank inside.
Even more beautiful was the contrast of his light skin against mine; two very different bodies joining as one.
Our differences didn’t matter, because our souls wanted the same thing.
When I was full seated inside him, I paused, allowing him to adjust to my size. He took a few deep, slow breaths through his nose before nodding at me to continue. Then I drew my hips backward before creeping back in. His walls hugged me as if they were made for me.
When Geo’s moans returned, I moved quicker, snapping my hips back and forth, burying my cock inside his writhing body. He chanted my name in the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard. His slim body rocked with heavy breaths, and his cock leaked onto his stomach.
I propped his feet onto my chest to free up my hands and wrapped my fist around his shaft. His toes curled against my skin as I pumped him once, twice, three times, and he screamed out my name as his flesh swelled in my hand before erupting over his abdomen.
His internal walls gripped me even tighter until I couldn’t see straight. With one final push, I buried myself inside him and exploded, filling the condom while grunting through my teeth.
Once my breathing slowed to normal, I gripped the base of the condom and pulled out of my lover, humming at the way he stayed beautifully gaped open from my girth.
I kissed his ankles before placing his feet on the floor again and then hurried into the kitchen to retrieve a paper towel.
When I returned, I gently wiped his seed from his stomach.
Once he was clean, Geo sat up and snuggled into my side. I wrapped my arm around him, holding him as close as possible, though it still wasn’t close enough. Now that I had been inside him and shared his body, I would forever crave the feeling.
“What’s so funny?” I asked when Geo broke into a fit of giggles.
He pointed to the fondue bowl and replied, “I was just thinking that we should make chocolate molds of my butthole so you can eat it any time you want.”
I barked out a laugh of surprise; Geo could easily morph from my sex kitten to my silly sweetheart, and also to my newly appointed sports fanatic.
Because once the second half of the basketball game started, he dove into his questions once more, soaking up information and player stats like a gorgeous little sponge.
He had so many layers, each more wonderful than the last. I kissed the top of his head, excited to discover them all, and knowing I’d love every last one.