Total pages in book: 148
Estimated words: 147734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 739(@200wpm)___ 591(@250wpm)___ 492(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 739(@200wpm)___ 591(@250wpm)___ 492(@300wpm)
Not the first time, but it definitely feels like it. During the sixty-nine galore, I was also giving him head, and he was following my lead.
This time, he’s taking the initiative to have my cock in his mouth.
The first cock he’s ever had in his mouth.
The only cock he’ll have in his mouth.
I nearly come to that thought. Fuck me all the way to hell, this feels otherworldly.
“Deeper,” I grunt, holding his head. “Take me deeper, and use your saliva as lube.”
He lets his mouth water down on my cock, following the instructions like a very good boy while watching me the whole time. Once he bathes my cock with his saliva, he licks the underside, then sucks on the crown again, rougher this time, nearly exorcising my soul from my body.
“Mm, fuck! Your mouth feels so fucking good, Mishka.”
“Yeah?” he whispers against my cock as it flops against his mouth, the purple veins throbbing, demanding access into that wet heat again. “How rough do you like it, Yulian?”
“As rough as you want, baby.”
“Mmm,” he hums, obviously liking that answer as he sucks harder, taking me halfway in, his eyes staying square on mine.
My fingers dig into the bedsheets. This is obviously torture.
“Holy fuck, more, baby… I need more.”
“Hands in my hair,” he says as he pulls me out. “Don’t touch the bed. Touch me.”
He doesn’t have to say it twice—my fingers are already tangled in his smooth hair, pushing him lower. His moan vibrates against my cock, sending a shock wave through me.
Vaughn takes me deeper, swallowing more than most can manage. I’m big, and usually even the experienced ones choke, but he handles it like a champ. He truly is a fast learner.
“You been training your gag reflex, baby?” I ask in rough words, and he looks at me with pride, taking even more.
“Want to take my cock down that throat?”
“Mmm.”
“Good fucking boy,” I grunt, thrusting into his mouth.
He digs his fingertips into my hips, forcing me back down when I get too frenzied, caught in the need to come down his throat as if my life depends on it.
He shakes his head at me, his eyes on mine the whole time. He’s watching me for affirmation, to see if I like what he’s doing, and if I seem like I do, he just does more of it.
And it makes me feel like I’m about to come apart at the seams.
This drop-dead gorgeous man, who’s so out of my league, there needs to be another league to contain him, is burning so many of his precious brain cells just trying his best to please me.
He takes me all the way to the back of his throat and then pulls back, breathing harshly, his saliva coating my dick as he growls.
“You taste so good.” He kisses my cock that’s so ridiculously hard and engorged, it’s fully purple. “Why do you taste so fucking good, Yulian?”
“Do you like it?”
He nods hesitantly, as if he doesn’t want to admit it, and it’s so goddamn cute.
“We could’ve been doing this for a long time, but you were playing hard to get,” I whisper and then drag his head back on my cock.
A low hum vibrates out of him as he swallows me whole, bobbing along my cock until I’m buried deep in his throat. Saliva and precum slick me up, the sloppy wet sounds filling the room.
The sight alone—his lips wrapped around me, his mouth stretching wide, his head pumping up and down—is enough to break me.
I’m finished.
A complete fucking goner in his hands.
“I’m so close, baby.” I groan. “Yes…yes…just like that. I’m going to fill your throat with my cum.”
“Mmm,” he growls around my cock, moving faster, harder, with the same violent force that always sparks whenever we collide.
And then I break. I burst inside his mouth, and he takes it all—sucking, licking, pulling my soul out through every spurt, draining me like he’s exorcising the last of my soul.
“Fuck, baby, mmmfuck! Take my cum.”
Vaughn doesn’t need to be told that. He sucks me enthusiastically, his throat working with every swallow, even as a trail of cum trickles down his chin and onto his throat.
My cock twitches at the view even as my balls empty and I sag against the bed, the haze of the orgasm forming a blurry sheen over my eyes.
Vaughn’s still sucking my deflating cock, slower this time, licking, almost kissing it, really, and I realize I’m stroking his hair, both of us…sort of stuck in a surreal experience.
He hesitantly pulls away, almost as if he doesn’t want to but feels like he has to, forcing my hands to fall from his head.
“I’m the only one who gets to taste this.” He licks my crown one last time as if he can’t help it, and I just grin.
“Define the only one.”