Chapter 31 #3
I took a break and replaced my mouth with my hand so I could get his pucker slick with my tongue. My first swipe made Charlie lose focus and pull off to express himself. I loved how sensitive he was there. After a couple more swipes, I spit into his crack then licked my finger.
We both went back to sucking each other, Charlie occasionally making a meal out of my nuts, sucking them into his mouth, making me tense up.
All the while my finger had slowly worked its way past the rim and muscle of his ass until I was in up to my first knuckle.
I spun it around before pushing it the rest of the way, making Charlie moan loudly again, but this time with a full mouth.
I wanted to get another finger in but was going to need the Vaseline for that.
He was still too new for just spit alone. I didn’t want to hurt him.
“Honey, let me grab what I need so I can open you,” I said as I pulled away, my dick leaving his mouth, the cool air on my spit slicked cock.
I had him get on his hands and knees, ass in the air, his hole presented to me like prey for the taking.
I finished prepping him and coating myself, notching my mushroom head against his opening, making it pulse.
“Ready?” Sliding my free hand up his back, gripping his shoulder.
“For you,” he gasped breathily over his shoulder, “Always.”
That was the only confirmation I needed and started to push in.
Charlie’s head fell forward, hanging loose from his shoulders in a silent moan, while he raised his hips some more to help with the angle.
Before I knew it, I was all the way in, my wide base stretching his rim wide.
Seeing his hole strangle my cock sent this feeling through my body, making me feel like I was levitating, and I hadn’t even started to move yet.
But Charlie wasn’t appreciating the patience I was giving. He started to wiggle his hips from side to side, chasing after the pleasurable feeling he wanted, before saying, “Jimmy, make me scream.”
I pulled back to almost taking my dick completely out of him and slammed back it, making him yelp and me moan a gasp, hitting that spot inside of him on my first try.
The sight of seeing my cock go completely in was something to behold.
Seeing myself disappear through his stretched out puckered button.
Jesus Lord. Sex had never felt like this.
Was it because it’s been partnered with love?
Real and true love?
I repeated my movements over and over. Sending my rail forcefully up his ass, making us both leave our bodies. We sounded like competing sumo wrestlers with our grunts, gasps, and groans.
“Honey, you are amazing. You are made for me. Your insides are like hot white coals, burning with pressure. You are setting me on fire. Oh God!”
Charlie just continued to moan, but started meeting my thrusts with his own.
I was starting to get close, feeling the burn moving from my balls that were slapping Charlie’s ass to the base of my dick, but didn’t want to finish like this.
I pulled out with no warning, making Charlie scream in shock, his hole gripping air, trying to find me again.
I spun him by the hips, making him land on his back with a whoosh, making him yelp in surprise. He was so light, it was easy to manhandle him.
Once in position again, I forced back into his opening, continuing the assault like I never stopped. Charlie extended his neck back in pleasure, mouth open, moaning. He reached up and carted his fingers through my chest hair, down as far as he could reach, before he held onto my flanks for support.
“Jimmy, I think I’m almost there, I’m about to shoooottt!
” His eyes were big, his pupils were so blown out that I could barely see the color that hypnotized me so much.
He howled when my cock head angled and hit his spot inside him again, a white rope of fluid flying from his slit, without either one of us touching his rod.
His spray landed on his face, leaving a streak across his cheek, before two more spurts joined, landing on his chest and stomach.
The pressure of him finishing made his ass tighten around me, constricting the nerves along the head of my dick, sending me off like a rocket, filling him up. I continued through it, feeling the squish of my juices until I had nothing left in me to give.
I fell onto him, not having the strength to hold myself up anymore. He wrapped his legs and arms around me like a monkey, his castoff getting matted into my chest hair, loving the feeling of the slick sensation between us, the smell of him seeping into our skin.
I finally lifted my head to meet his gaze, smearing what landed there into his beautiful face. “Never leave me. Promise me you will stay here, in my love, forever.”
The bright expressions in his eyes were all the answers I needed.
I was stuck with him from here on out. I kissed him with all the love I could give him through my mouth.
He reciprocated it back to me before pulling away.
“I’ll never leave you. You are my home now.
My safe place. In your love.” He cupped my cheek, bringing my head down to his, breathing each other in.
After our release got cold and uncomfortable, we made our way to get cleaned up together, washing each other down. With the future on my mind, I took the opportunity to ask, “Have you thought about Stewie’s offer?”
He smiled and countered, “Have you thought about Betty’s?”
Touche’.
We both chuckled. I turned off the water, grabbing our towels, when Charlie did answer, “Yes. I have thought about it. And I spoke to Dad too. He actually asked what you thought.” That got me to stand straight.
Hearing that Mike wanted to know my opinion.
“You both think it’s a good idea, and I don’t have any other life and work experience other than this, so I figured it couldn’t hurt to try it.
I can always do something else if I hate it. ”
His confidence had grown so much since meeting him. And his outlook on life and taking chances on the hope for something better is inspiring. It makes me want to also take the jump. But I have been doing this for a long time now, it felt like it’s all I knew too.
“Okay, then.” I nodded with a little smile. “We will figure it out. I’m sure with your father’s help, and me, we can work out a plan until you start to make actual money. We can talk to Tom also when you are ready.”
“I don’t want to wait. I figured I would talk to him tomorrow to turn in my notice,” but he was getting ahead of himself a little.
Putting my hand on his shoulder, I suggested, “Why don’t we go down to see Stewie tomorrow night. Confirm with him that you want the position. Then the next morning, you can talk to Tom. Sound, okay?”
“Yeah, Jimmy,” putting his arms around my back, both of his still naked, soft dick to soft dick. “It sounds like a plan.”
If only plans worked out like they should.