Page 12 of Morning Walks & Midnight Talks

His whole body shook with ecstasy, and his voice broke as the moans wouldn't stop. “Oh my god, Cato, oh my...” He panted. I left my finger where it was, but paused to give him a breather. He turned his head slightly and blinked at me. “This is so crazy. I could already cum in an instant. Why? How?”

I couldn’t help but smirk. “More? Or should we stop while everything feels good?”

Matt’s breath hitched, and his eyes fluttered half-shut, as if he were savoring the moment. However, his brows knitted together. “This is... intense. I’m really close already,” he said, almost as if he wanted to apologize. “Is it okay, if we...?”

"Sure," I said, needing no more words from him. I slowly pulled out my finger, but just as only the tip remained inside, Matt whimpered.

“No,don’t pull it out... please, leave it in...” He pushed his ass up higher—just enough, that his dick wasn’t trapped between his stomach and the mattress anymore. “...and help meget off.”

The improved view made my heart beat faster. “I’d love to,” I said, mentally slapping myself for not letting him finish his sentences.

I pushed my finger back in, reaching my right hand around his leg and wrapping it around his shaft. His dick trembled, and my touch alone was enough to make him cry out in pleasure again.

Syncing my moves, I stroked and fingered him at the same time. My eyes didn't know where to look. His puckering hole? His thick dick inside my hand? Or his red face, with his lower lip quivering with every gasp?

His moans swelled, just like his dick. “Keep going,” he begged. “Please.”

I increased the speed at which I jerked him off.

His voice rose higher and higher until, at the top, it stopped, holding his breath for a brief second, before the loudest groan flooded the room.

His dick exploded in my hand.

One, two, three ropes of his thick white cream shot onto the blanket.

I slowed down, but kept a tight grip on his dick as it pulsed in my hands and more cum dripped out.

“Cato...” Panting, Matt’s voice dipped to a husky whisper. “This was so fucking hot.”

I pulled my middle finger out, watching his hole pulse as he showed no sign of wanting to rob me of that view.

Clinging to his hard-on, I shot my left hand down to my own dick and wrapped it around. Without wasting a second, I began to stroke myself. I wanted to cherish that moment and cum with his dick still in my hand before he decided he had enough.

Matt pushed himself up a little, but his upper body sank right back down to the mattress. “Cato,” he whispered again. “Can I... one last thing?”

I glanced at him, my hand moving up and down my cock. “Yeah?”

“Can you cum on me? I want to feel it.”

I let go of his dick. “On your ass?”

“My chest?” He pushed into the mattress again and managed to flip his upper body around this time. “I want to watch you... If that’s okay.” His eyes moved down, searching for my crotch.

Aroused by everything this evening had thrown my way, I climbed on top of him, moving closer until my dick was above his chest. “Like this?”

He bit his lower lip and nodded briefly, locking his eyes on me.

I stroked hard, wanting to give him the show he asked for and shoot my load on his hot body.

"Yeah, cum for me," he said, moaning as he watched me. His left hand searched for my ass and fondled it gently.

His touch was enough to push me over the edge. I closed my eyes for a second when I felt the first rope of cum rush up, but I opened them right away because I didn't want to miss the view. It shot all over his chest and covered his left nipple. The second rope flew even higher, with one drop hitting his chin and making him groan. The third and fourth spurts were smaller, dripping down only. But the way Matt looked at my cum-soaked cock, his lips parting slightly with lust, was an image I would never forget.

Our eyes met, still heavy with feverish lust, but as the gaze lingered, our brows lifted, and we both let out soft chuckles.

Clinging to my dick, I sat back on my ass as our laughter took over. Matt closed his eyes and opened his mouth wide as happy squawks escaped us both.

My chest buckled, and I flopped onto the mattress next to him.

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