7. Camden #2
My briefs stretched as my dick hardened, more of it revealed with each passing moment.
He licked at my trimmed pubes and slowly down the shaft, following the waistband as it lowered.
At nine inches, I knew I was larger than average.
I mean, I wasn’t scoping out guys in the lockers.
I had Google. And I possibly watched too much porn.
Just as the head of my dick was about to pop up, Luke sucked it into his mouth in one go, his nose right down to my pubes.
“Oh fuck,” I said, struggling to stay upright..
He stayed there for a few more seconds before pulling all the way off. He looked up, caught his breath, and smiled. “You like that, Cam?”
“Very much, yes.”
“You have a beautiful dick.”
I blushed. “Thank you?”
“Trust me, the best one I’ve seen.”
A flare of jealousy rose in me and before I could stop myself, I asked, “How many have you seen?”
“Jealous, Cam?” He licked the head playfully.
Shivering with pleasure, I tried to play it off. “I guess it doesn't matter.”
“Five.”
“Five?” I asked.
“I’ve seen five dicks in real life.”
“Oh.”
“Are you disappointed? Relieved? I will say most of the guys didn’t ask this many questions when I had their dicks in my mouth.”
“I guess we really hadn’t talked about it, and I was curious. You seem to know what you’re doing down there.”
“They don’t matter right now. But, since you seem interested, my tutor in high school was pretty hands on.” He licked the head again. “He may have taught me a thing or two.”
I felt a pang of jealousy at both the tutor and Luke. Obviously, I was jealous of the tutor for having Luke. But, I was a little jealous of Luke for having someone care about him like that, when all I got was…
“Cam?”
“Huh? What?”
“You okay? You spaced out. Want me to keep going?”
As if you need to ask.
My hand went to the back of his head again, and he took that as a ‘yes’.
There wasn’t a good enough way to describe it.
It was unreal. He took the head into his mouth and slowly swirled his tongue around it.
Pulling off, he licked down to my balls, nuzzling them as he licked his way into the space between my balls and my leg.
Oh, my god.
I hadn’t ever had a blowjob before. Every sensation was tenfold, way better than touching myself.
He was gentle, slowly lapping at the head and then going all the way down, until I could tell he was almost choking.
And then he would just go wild, grab my ass and push me into his mouth over and over. He could feel me holding back.
He pulled off. “It’s okay, Cam. Just fuck my mouth. Grab my hair if you have to. You’re fucking huge, but I can take it. I want it.”
And that was enough for me. I did what he said. I put a hand on each side of his head and threaded my fingers through his hair, and started fucking.
“I’m close, Luke,” I said. I looked down, his head pistoning on and off my dick. “If you don’t stop, I’m gonna cum.” But he kept sucking. It was like he was ravenous for my dick. And then I was-
“I’m cumming!” I yelled. Luke’s hand reached up to cover my mouth. I quieted down and grunted through his fingers.
His other hand kept pumping and his mouth stayed locked on my dick as I came.
After the first few spurts, I looked down.
His eyes were closed and he was swallowing what he could.
He pulled off while I was looking at him and smiled, cum dripping from his lips.
He felt it and brought his fingers up to wipe it off.
Instead, he sucked his fingers into his mouth.
“Kind of a fetish,” he said, licking his lips.
“Fuck, Luke. Keep doing that and I’ll be ready for another round.”
“That’s the idea, handsome.”
“That was amazing.”
“Glad you liked it. Why don’t you hop on the bed? It’s my turn.”
I laid down on the bed and watched him take off his clothes.
His uncut cock was completely hard, flat against his abs.
The foreskin was pulled back slightly, so I could see the head peeking out.
He trimmed his pubes like me, but since they were darker, they stood out more.
A faint treasure trail wound its way up to a somehow hairless chest.
“You shave?”
“Nah, I wax now. Shaving was a pain in the ass.”
“Huh...interesting.”
“You want beauty tips or you want to play with this?” he asked, as he waved his dick around.
He jumped up on the bed and crawled on his hands and knees until he was on top of me.
He bent down to kiss me and then pulled away as he scooted further up.
It wasn’t until the head of his dick brushed my lips that I realized how much weight he was putting on my torso and felt my breath get short and my heart race.
I couldn't breathe. I felt the blood rush out of my face and my heartbeat pound in my head.
Panicking, I went to push him off me, but in the blink of an eye, he was already lying right next to me, one hand on my face, turning my face to look him in the eyes, asking “Cam, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”
The etch of concern on his face brought me back to the moment.
“Just breathe, Cam. Breathe.”
I closed my eyes, relaxed my head back on the pillow, and I focused on slowing my breathing. I took a few slow breaths. I could feel the pounding of my heartbeat subside.
“I owe you an apology, Cam.”
“No…” I tried to speak.
“No, please let me finish. I’m sorry I overstepped. Part of me thought you didn’t want to suck me last night because you thought you were meeting a stranger. And tonight, I thought it was different without asking you. I’m so so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“It’s not your fault, Luke. I…” Can I tell him?
“You don’t have to explain,” he said, as he pulled away from me. He lay next to me, his head propped up by his arm, looking at me with such sweetness.
“I want to try...these things with you. It’s just…”
“It’s your first time?” Luke asked.
“Well, yes, and…” Just say it.
“Someone from your past hurt you?”
Oh yeah, that’s right. He already guessed. I closed my eyes. It was easier to tell him what happened if I didn’t have to see his face.
So I told him.
When I had finished, he said nothing. I opened my eyes and looked over to see he was on his phone, furiously typing.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“I’m going to find Zane Hunter and I’m going to fucking kill him!” Luke stated.
“Well, as much as he probably deserves it,” I said, pushing his phone down, “and as much as I like the image of you riding in on a white horse to rescue me, I don’t need it anymore. I’m okay.”
“Are you though?” he asked. And I had to ask myself, was I? He relented, putting his phone down. “At the very least, you deserve an apology.”
“Luke, I don’t want to see him ever again. He doesn’t matter anymore.” I could tell he was still pissed. “And now that you know, maybe we can try...things.”
“I am not forcing you to do anything you don’t want to do,” he said sternly.
“No, of course not. It feels good to get it out there. Now that you know more, we can take things slow. Communicate better.”
“Okay, yeah...I mean, not gonna lie, I don’t want to stop seeing you naked and in my bed.”
“Let’s skip the bed for now. I have an idea. You got any lube?”
“Funny you should mention that,” Luke said as he opened the nightstand drawer. “There’s a shit ton of stuff in here.”
“What?!” I practically dove across him to look. “None of this is in my room.”
“I guess Peter and Adam are giving me preferential treatment.”
“Or they think you’re horny as fuck?”
“Did Peter touch you anywhere...inappropriately?” Luke asked.
“What? No. Why?” I blurted. “Did Adam?”
“No,” he laughed. “I’m fucking with you. And I wanted to see if you were jealous.”
“Damn, right, I was jealous. As soon as I saw Adam leading you away.”
“Aw, so cute. Cam’s jealous!”
I swatted him with the pillow. “Grab whatever lube’s good in the shower,” I said, going to the bathroom.
“Whoa, it’s a rain shower!” I called out to Luke.
“What?” he said, coming into the bathroom.
“Get in here.” I pulled him under the water with me and started kissing him. “You just relax,” I said. “I’ll drive.”
“Got it. One keen passenger, awaiting his destination, with a giant hard-on.” Luke gave a salute.
“Doesn’t take much, does it?”
“Let’s see, incredibly hot man. Check. Bare-ass naked. Check. With me in the shower. Check and check. Asked me to bring lube. Ultimate check. All systems are ‘go’.”
“Are they now?” I asked, pushing him onto the bench. “I’ll be the judge of that.”