Page 51 of Switch Pitching

My hands move to his waist, and I lift his shirt up. He takes over and discards the shirt before leaning back down to kiss me,his skin warm against mine. My breathing becomes erratic as he starts planting kisses down my stomach.

James stops right as he reaches the waistband of my sweatpants, glancing up at me with a sneaky grin. His hands roam teasingly along the elastic. “Can I?” he asks.

“Yes.” I lift my hips to help him as he tugs my pants down. “Please.”

He takes care of his shorts right after, which leaves us both naked, our bodies pressed together, skin on skin. He’s kissing me again, and it’s overwhelming.

A hand wraps around my cock, and I instinctively arch into his touch, a soft gasp escaping my lips. He strokes me teasingly. “Your dick is amazing,” he murmurs. “So fucking big.”

I let out a string of meaningless noise, my capacity for thought having disappeared long ago. James is stroking the underside of my cock now, his breath tickling the head. Fuck, I need this.

“Ethan,” James says, his voice rough. “Can I suck you?”

The mental image of James’s mouth on my dick, one that I’ve kept myself from imagining for months, fills my brain and sends my arousal shooting into the stratosphere. Holy shit. I don’t know if there’s anything I’ve ever wanted more.

“I’d like that a lot,” I manage, and James smiles wide before shuffling down. His mouth is two inches above me, and the anticipation is brutal.

He gives the underside of my shaft a slow, firm lick. I’m already leaking, and he doesn’t miss a drop, collecting it with a slow, teasing swipe of his lips.

James plants his tongue on my frenulum, giving it a solid swirl. “What do I do specifically?” he asks.

I think for a second. Giving head is almost second nature to me, and I hardly ever think about what exactly I’m doing. “Makean O shape with your mouth, avoid using teeth, and go as deep as you’re comfortable with.”

I lift my head to gaze down at James. He doesn’t wait any longer and takes the tip of my dick into his mouth, sending my head slamming backward into the pillow. I almost forgot how a warm, wet mouth can make my mind go all fuzzy.

James keeps sucking at the tip while his hand strokes me, firm and deliberate, sending pulses of heat shooting along my spine.

“You can use your tongue, too,” I suggest, and James listens, circling my head with gentle licks.

Holy shit, he’s a natural. This is incredible, and I can barely keep it together.

Finding more confidence, James takes me deeper, his lips sliding down my length, and I gasp, the heat and pressure slowly undoing me.

“This is different, but you taste so fucking good,” he rasps. My pulse ratchets up even more as I moan out, unable to form any words at all. I look down and see James wearing a knowing smile.

“Do you like it when I talk dirty to you?” he asks. I nod vigorously.

James jerks my aching dick. “More dirty talk coming right up,” he teases.

Moving his mouth up, he drags his tongue along my shaft from the base to the tip. The way he’s teasing me with these slow movements brings me achingly close to the edge, unraveling me right from the core.

“Yeah, that’s right, Ethan. I’m gonna suck you off so good,” he mutters. “Shoot your load down my throat.”

I’m about to lose it. The way he said my name drives me wild. But then James takes me back into his mouth, and my mind goes blank. Nothing exists except for the hot, pulsing heat aroundmy cock. Every nerve-ending is firing off, and I’m so close I can barely stand it.

“You wanna come so bad, don’t you?” James says, briefly pulling off my dick and jerking it. “I bet you do, and I’m gonna make it so good.”

I’m right on the brink, and I’m about to implode.

It’s gonna wreck me.

James goes back to sucking, concentrating on the head and wrapping it with hot, blissfully wet suction while stroking my shaft. Sweet, tingly pressure builds up in my nuts again and I tap him on the shoulder as a warning. I’m five seconds away from busting my load and there’s no way for me to hold back anymore.

James pulls his mouth off my dick and jerks me hard.

“Oh, yeah. Come for me, Ethan.”

My entire body tenses up, and I start to explode. My hands spasm, trying to grab something, anything, as the white-hot orgasm crashes through me. James slows down, his hand moving to his cock, jerking himself furiously until he spills all over my abs mere seconds later.

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