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“Get ready, baby,” I warned, tightening my grip on him, which made him moan that much more. “Here it comes.”

He sucked hard, clinging to my cock, and that hunger tipped me right over. I came what felt like gallons, but Stu swallowed it all. Finally reaching that too-sensitive place, I pulled him off my dick and up next to me on the couch. I wrapped an arm around him, holding him close.

“Kiss me.” I had no idea why, but kissing after oral was a huge turn-on for me, tasting it, knowing he’d swallowed. Stu hesitated, glancing up at me for reassurance. “I like it. Keeps my cock hard.”

I doubted I could go for doubles, but staying turned on enough to focus on getting Stu off was my goal. He wriggled against me as I kissed him, showing him who owned that mouth. He shuddered.

“Mmm. Someone liked sucking me off.” I palmed his cock through his shorts.

“Yes. God.” He tipped his head back against the couch.

“Nuh-uh.” I made a warning noise. “Can’t send you home with a mess in your shorts. Clothes off.”

“Oh. Yeah.” His cheeks went dusky as he quickly stripped with unsteady hands before settling back down next to me.

“Gonna come fast for me?” I asked as I got a hand on his cock right away. He was longer than me, though not as thick, and his cockhead was uncut and more oval, whereas mine was more bluntly rounded.

“Uh-huh.” He made a needy noise, arching into me. “Please.”

“Ask me for it.” I stroked him hard and fast, upping the ante by fiddling with his nipple with my free hand. Not everyone had hardwired nipples like me, but Stu seemed to like it well enough, moaning and leaning into the touch. “Come on, say please again.”

“Please let me come. I need it.” Stu moaned as his head fell onto my shoulder.

“Yeah, you do.” I heaped on the praise as I jacked his cock with a practiced grip, using the slide of his foreskin to speed up my strokes. “And you did so good, sucking me. Made me feel so good.”

“Please.” He made a sound that was close to a whimper. Yeah, he was right there.

“Say my name,” I ordered. A bit power trippy, but I got off on my partner knowing exactly who they were with.

“Percy.” Stu gasped and released a fountain of come that hit his collarbone before painting his chest and belly. “Fucking hell.”

I gave him one last kiss, softer now, a sweet reward for coming so good for me. Releasing him gently, I used my discarded shirt to clean up his chest and stomach.

“That was amazing.” He sounded more than a little come-drunk.

“It was.” I offered a bemused smile before offering him a hand up. “I’ll show you where the bathroom is if you want to clean up a little more.”

I liked the afterglow as much as anyone else, but there was no sense in dragging out an awkward parting.

“Yeah.” He followed me to my hall bath, pulling on his shorts as we went. “Thanks.”

By the time he emerged a few minutes later, I had a fresh pair of shorts and a T-shirt on and had returned to my recliner.

“You’re welcome to finish your beer.” I gestured at his half-empty bottle, knowing full well he wouldn’t take me up on the offer. “I can put the sports news on if you’d like.”

“Nah. We should…” He paused near my front door, making a vague gesture. “I mean, if you want to.”

I chuckled. “We should definitely do that again, Stu.”

And we hopefully would. For all the inevitable stilted goodbyes that followed a first hookup, I was already craving a repeat. I trusted he’d be back for more.

ChapterThree

Percy

Iwaited for Stu to come back around for a second helping.

And waited.

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