“Shh, I’ve got you.” I wrap him in a hug and hold him until his breathing has calmed. When he pulls himself off my neck and sits up, his ass rubs on my still rock-hard length, causing a groan to escape me.
“You’re still hard.” He looks up at me from under his long lashes, looking adorably shy.
I buck my hips up and chuckle. “I am. There’s a hot as fuck guy who just came sitting on my lap.” I lean forward, nipping his bottom lip. “Do you want to take care of it for me?” I whisper against his lips.
“I-I don’t know how.” He looks down at his hands, which are fidgeting with the hem of my shirt that has risen, exposing my lower abs.
I lift his chin with my finger and bring those beautiful eyes back on me. “I can show you. Do you want to help me or just watch?”
He swallows hard, making his Adam’s apple bob. He scoots back so he’s sitting on my thighs and reaches for the top of my shorts. I lift my ass as he pulls my shorts and boxer briefs down enough to expose my throbbing dick and balls. He licks his lips looking down, making it jump.
I spit in my palm and grab my length. I start to stroke up and down, adding a twist when I get to the crown. He doesn’t take his eyes off my cock as I pleasure myself. His hands are on my thighs, slowly inching closer to my balls.
I’m getting close, watching him watch me. “I love playing with my balls when I jerk off. The double stimulation is heaven. Want to help me with that, baby?”
His right hand slides up my thigh and cups my balls. His hands are as soft as the rest of him, and it feels fucking amazing. He rolls them around as I spit in my hand again then tighten my grip as I move up and down my shaft faster.
He moves his left hand up past mine and rubs my slit, smearing the pre-cum. My breathing picks up as he leans in and blows on my tip.
“Oh fuck. I’m going to come. Do that again, baby.”
As he does, he also gives my tight balls a gentle tug.
And I explode.
Cum shoots out in an arc and lands everywhere.
I must blackout for a second because when I come to, Charlie is sitting back on my thighs with the brightest pink cheeks. He’s still looking at my lap, but he has a small grin on his face. Along with some of my cum.
“Beautiful,” I say breathlessly while leaning forward to wipe off the cum with my finger.
He looks at my finger when I pull away from his face, licking his pretty pink lips.
“Do you want to taste?” I bring it to his lips but he hesitates.
“I’ve never tasted cum before. B-but I want to…” He drifts off looking down at the sticky streak on my finger.
I think I have a virgin on my hands.
“You want to what, Charlie? You can try it if you want, but you don’t have to if you aren’t ready. There’s no rush. And believe me, there’s plenty more where that came from,” I wink.
He snorts and rolls his eyes. “That was a cheesy line.” He bites his bottom lip. “And I want to…to taste you. But…” He stops again, thinking this through.
“But?”
“But what if I don’t like it? What if I gag? What if I puke on you? What if-“
“Charlie, stop. You’re thinking about it too much. It’s only a drop and believe me, you’ll know pretty quick if you like it or not,” I chuckle, trying to calm his nerves. “And if you don’t like it or it’s not for you, then that’s ok. I would never want anyone to force themselves to like something.”
He nods along with what I’m saying, but I’m not sure if he heard me. He grabs my hand and brings my finger to his mouth. Closing his eyes, his pink tongue sticks out and swipes along the pad of my finger. He makes a “mmm” sound, then puts my finger in his mouth and sucks.
He's making me hard again with all the little noises he’s making. He has no idea how sexy he looks right now.
As he lets my finger go with a wet pop, he slowly opens his eyes and smiles shyly. He looks down, noticing that I’m half-hard, and raises an eyebrow at me.
“What? You were sucking my finger and making sexy-as-hell sounds. What did you expect to happen?” I laugh. “I take it you like the taste of my cum?”
“It was okay.” He shrugs like he didn’t just make out with my finger.