Page 10 of Morning Walks & Midnight Talks

His fingers tucked into my pants, pulling them down until they slipped over my feet. My hard dick flopped out against my chest. His hands rushed up my thighs and pressed into my muscles as he stared at my throbbing dick, as if he needed to decide whether to go through with this. Before that worry could sink in, though, he wrapped his fingers around my shaft and brought his head closer to inspect my cock. His eagerness made me fix my eyes on him, not wanting to miss a moment of it.

Matt brought his nose to my balls and took a whiff that turned into a delighted groan. He moved his nose up to my glans and inhaled deeply, closing his eyes as if my pheromones were throwing a party in his nostrils.

He stuck out his tongue and hesitated for a moment before tentatively licking the tip. But then came a second, followed by a third and fourth, each more eager than the last. With a low, hungry hum, he wrapped his lips around me.

The heat of his mouth drew me in. My arms weakened under the rush of sensation, and I leaned back, unable to do anything but surrender to it.

The tip of my cock disappeared inside him. It slid in about two-thirds of the way before it poked against his throat. To my surprise, he tried to go even further, but after a second, gagged.

He pulled his head back, coughing. “Sorry, I went too far too fast.”

“Don’t force yourself,” I said, pushing myself back up.

Wrinkling his nose, he stared at my dick. “Practice makes perfect, right?” Without letting himself be dragged down, he took me back inside, now focusing more on the upper half of my cock as he sucked me. It took him a minute to get into a rhythm, but once he did, the way he moved his head sent waves through my body. I lay back, enough to be comfortable but still able to watch him suck my dick, and let out some encouraging moans to show him how well he was doing.

He opened his mouth wide, stuck out his tongue, and licked down my shaft to my balls, which made me moan even more. Encouraged by this, he licked again and again as he wrapped his fingers around my shaft and began stroking.

His eyes sparkled at me. “You like being licked?”

“The blowjob as well. You’re a natural.”

His eyes flicked up like he wanted to say something dirty but wasn’t sure he’d get away with it. “I just try to do what I like having done to me.”

“Keep doing all of it, and I will return the favor.”

“Deal. There is some stuff I’ve always wondered about,” he said, sticking out his tongue to lick my balls again. Instead of going up my shaft, he went further down. He let go of my dick, wrapped his arms around my legs, and lifted them up. I flopped back onto the mattress with a surprised squeak as he pushed me back far enough that my feet dangled in the air.

His breath caressed my ass as he grabbed my cheeks and pulled them apart.

A surge of pleasure washed over me as his warm tongue slid down my crack. I dug my hands into the blanket for support, my chest rising and falling unevenly.

He licked up and down, each time going a little further, until he moved his tongue over everything, from my hole to my balls.

Just a minute ago, I told him he was a natural to encourage him to keep going, but now, my words have become nothing but the truth. He swirled his tongue around my pucker, and as if that weren't enough, he even slipped it inside a little.

A surprised cry escaped my mouth, causing his head to pop up between my legs.

“I like how vocal you are,” he said, pushing himself onto his feet. His hard dick appeared between my legs as if it were the next natural step, and he was ready to take it. “It makes me want to go even further.”

“That makes two of us, then.” I leaned toward my nightstand, but my arms weren’t long enough. I glanced at Matt, who caught on immediately and jumped in the direction I was pointing. “Bottom drawer.”

His fingers curled around the silver handle, and with a faint scrape, the drawer slid open. He pulled out a condom and a bottle of lube and took them with him as he walked back between my legs.

With a soft rustle, he ripped open the wrapper and grinned at me. “That’s always the weirdest moment, isn't it?”

I reached down and stroked myself as I watched him unroll the condom onto his dick. “I like the show. It’s like an appetizer.”

“And you’re the main course?”

The fact that he still showed no signs of taking off his pants made my mouth water. “Firstcourse.”

Chuckling, Matt rolled the condom down to the base of his shaft. “I like where this is going.” He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed. With a quick hand, he reached for the bottle of lube, squeezed some in his hands and worked it onto his dick. He shot me a sideways glance, his lips quirking into a slow, knowing grin that sent a shiver of anticipation down my spine. Stepping closer, he brushed his hands through my crease and rubbed the rest of the lube over me. His fingers made sure to reach every inch, swirling around my hole briefly before being replaced by the tip of his cock.

Matt leaned down, pressing his arms into the mattress next to my chest as he pushed his dick into my hole. Without any concern, he went straight in—all the way.

A moan rippled from my chest as he stretched me open. No cock has ever felt as intense as his. Then again, most of my previous lovers didn’t waltz in there like it was an open house. Not that it was relevant. I was glad he didn't hesitate. Still, I couldn't help but thank myself for preparing for this in the shower earlier.

His lips searched my neck as he lowered his naked chest onto mine. “You feel so good,” he whispered, his breath tickling my ears.

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