Page 9 of Game Night: Truth or Dare

Thrusting my hips lightly as my cock went deep inside his mouth. I moaned louder with each passing thrust.

He pulled away, wiping his mouth on his hand. “How was it?”

I’d never claimed to be an expert, but sucking dick was sucking dick, there were only a couple ways to do it wrong, and he hadn’t. There were no teeth used at all, which was a miracle. “Good.”

Alex worked his way up my body, kissing me. “Just good?”

“Great.”

Laid on top of me, he continued kissing up my neck until he stayed there, licking me and sucking on my skin.

“My turn,” I said, realising what he was doing. I’d had hickeys before, and they didn’t go away overnight. I wasn’t going to let him get away without one.

We rolled over on the small single bed, nearly falling off the edge.

On top and naked, I kept eye contact with him as I went down to find him still in his briefs, his hard cock almost tearing through them.

“Go on,” he said.

His cock was thick, not overly big, but thick. I looked at it, wondering how I was going to unhinge my jaw to take the meat he’d been smuggling in his pants. I’d heard of big dick energy, but never thick dick energy, and now his confidence made more sense.

Dripping in precum, I pulled the foreskin back. His cock throbbed in my hand and with each throb, a little more of the translucent pearl liquid appeared at the tip of his cock. I licked it away just as quickly and before I realised it, I was opening my mouth wide to let him fuck my face with it.

It was delicious, feeling the warmth of his body thrusting against my face. I gave in to his control as he placed both hands over my head and continued to try his best at jamming his cock as far down my throat as possible.

He finally pulled me away from it as I had given him control over my head. I was gasping in the best possible way from it.

“That was hot,” he said, also out of breath. Sucking in air as he made a circle with his mouth. He laid his head on the pillow. “I have—I—”

“Yeah?” I wiped my mouth.

“Condoms,” he said, lifting his head a little. “If you wanna—”

Before I’d told Morgan I didn’t want to come out to this thing, I had been excited for it, to the point I’d prepared myself on the off-chance sex between me and a hot rugby lad occurred. That was a wild dream though, and yet, also a reality.

“You have to ask?” I said, holding back a giggle. “We’re both in your bed naked. I don’t think you need to ask.” Sitting on his legs, I grabbed our cocks together and began masturbating them both. It took both hands. “You have lube though, right?”

He looked from me then down to his cock and mine. “Yeah.”

I was going to need it.

I laid myself across him, our cocks still together as we gyrated our bodies to rub them on each other. We kissed a couple times before I dipped to his neck and began sucking to leave a hickey. He cradled my head, no complaints. His cock throbbed as he jolted, now against my belly, leaving a wetness behind from where his precum leaked on me.

“Ok,” he said, “I don’t want the guys thinking I was attacked.”

Lifting my head, I knew it wasn’t going to be pretty. The purple and light pink on his skin was already beginning to show, and it was huge. I smiled at him. “By my mouth.”

“What else does it do?” He placed a hand under my jaw and pulled me down to kiss him. His tongue tasted like the residue of cream we’d both been devouring.

There was a lot of uncertainty in the way his tongue worked against mine. I knew I was his first guy, so this was all trial and error for him, but for me, this was fun. I liked feeling the way another body felt against mine, and I enjoyed the difference in our approaches. I wanted him to take more control like he had done downstairs, but it was nice that he wasn’t so predictable.

We switched up positions, back to the trusted, me on my back and him between my legs. He pushed them against my chest, and I held them in place as he worked my cock with his mouth and looked at me like he needed permission to go any further. He sucked on my balls, the strangest sensation every time it happened, and then he hit me with the pleasure centre itself as he ate my ass. I nearly whacked my head on the metal bar of his headboard.

He ate ass like a professional, and my legs nearly came away from my chest a couple times as I found myself unable to stay in control. I just wanted to grab his head with one hand to keep him rimming me and wrap the other hand around my cock.

When he came up for air, he was ravenous. On his knees, he teased his cock against my balls, playfully hitting me with it. All of it leading to me, asking him, “Well, are we going to fuck? Or are you going to just sit there teasing me?”

He bit his lip playfully before climbing off the bed. “I like that you say what you want, not all the time, but now.”

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