Page 27 of Sweet Shots

I wonder if he’s aware of that? I hadn’t thought of it until this moment, but does he know how much of a brat he is? How badly he needs someone to put him in his place? Or is he justgoing through life wondering what’s missing? Those thoughts just made this so much more fun.

“Lie back and let me take care of you,” he says.

I lie back on the bed, lifting my hips when he hooks his fingers into my pants and briefs to tug them down. He gets them off, and I’m completely naked on the bed, dick standing proudly, waiting for his mouth. Before he indulges me, he lifts the bottle of chocolate and drizzles it all over my dick. I hiss, gritting my teeth. It’s fuckingfreezing.

Mikah smirks, knowing exactly what he’s doing.

He grips me at the base, then leans in to lick from where the sauce pooled at my balls, up my shaft, and through the slit of my cock. He takes his time, licking up all the chocolate, looking at me and licking his lips, making a show for the camera. I lean back, watching him and making sure I’m clearly showing how much I enjoy this.

Acting. This is acting. We’re actors. But there isn’t much acting on my part. I’m really fucking enjoying this.

When Mikah deep throats me, I put my hand on the back of his head, guiding him further down. His hands press on my hips, and I fight him for control, lifting them up to shove my dick deeper down his throat. I feel his frustration and annoyance at me pushing him, but he relents, and my hips rise from the bed to fuck his mouth. I go slow, not giving him my all, but enough that people know I’m still me.

It’s possible my fans will hop over to grab this video from him and maybe even subscribe to him too. He should be thankingme for this. In the same tone, I’m sure a lot of his subs will move over to me. It’s a win-win for both of us. If we do this right, that is.

Mikah pops off my dick, getting himself undressed and taking his cock in his hand, giving it a few slow strokes as he kicks out of his jeans. He gets on top of me, grinding our dicks together as he licks my neck before moving down my chest. He sucks a nipple into his mouth that has me hissing. I feel him smile against my skin, and he moves to the other side.

Asshole.

He lifts off me, bringing his hand to both of us and stroking, the same way I did to us just a short time ago, making us both come like crazy. The thought has me wanting a repeat, but I know he won’t come yet. Mikah already indirectly warned me how that is going to go.

“You make me so fucking hard,” I tell him, holding on to his hip as he speeds up his thrusts against me. I lean up to whisper in his ear so only he can hear me. “I can’t wait to be buried balls deep in your tight little ass.”

His body tenses but makes no other reaction to what I said. I lie back down, but only for a second before I’m urging him up. I get to my feet, then push him down to his knees, take his face between my hands and fuck his face hard. He grips my thighs, nails digging in, and he doesn’t fight me. He opens his mouth, drool spilling everywhere, eyes open and looking up at me, pleading for me to go harder. That lasts a few seconds beforehe blinks and his walls are back in place, annoyed by me taking control again.

“If you want me to come, you need to choke on my cock. Show me how much you want it by letting me use you,” I say.

His eyes flutter shut, and it’s those small gestures that tell me heloveswhen I say things like that to him, and he’s going to love it even more when I have free rein to do to him what I want. I hold his head still, my cock as far back as it’ll go. My head falls back on my shoulders, and I groan, loving the way his throat constricts around my dick. I grab the bottle of chocolate, letting go of Mikah so he can breathe.

“Keep your mouth open for me,” I tell him, snapping open the bottle. “Stick out your tongue.”

I pour the chocolate onto his tongue, letting it slip down his throat and then off his tongue onto the ground. I hold my dick, swiping it along his tongue and rubbing it in, then drizzle more over my length, his cheeks, his lips.

“Clean it up,” I say. “Make me come.”

I’m close enough that if he does what I say, I will come. He hasn’t given me the signal he’s ready for me to come yet, but I’m sure he wants this over with.

Mikah does his best to clean up the mess, sucking and licking on my dick and balls. It’s fucking amazing, so damn good. And when the mess is mostly clean, he goes back to deep throating me, massaging my balls too. He squeezes my thigh three times, letting me know he wants me to come now. I thrust deeper into his throat, focusing on how good he’s being for me. Myballs draw up, my dick getting impossibly harder. I grab myself just before it’s too late, pulling out of his mouth and stroking myself through my orgasm into his open and waiting mouth. He swallows it all, making a show of licking his lips, then licking my cock clean of cum and whatever chocolate is left.

“My turn,” he says, getting to his feet and sitting on the bed. I kneel before him, taking his dick into my mouth. He groans, shivering, and fuck, that makes me feel good.

It’s been a while since I’ve had a dick in my mouth. I don’t hate it, not against it, just not usually what I do. This alone will have people eating this video up for him, and hopefully coming to find my content after, if they aren’t already subbed.

Mikah’s touch is gentler than mine, holding my face with one hand while thrusting up and into my mouth. He uses me, but in a much nicer way than I used him. His head falls back, and he groans.

“Fuck, I’m going to come,” he says, yanking my head back and stroking his dick fast. I’m panting, waiting for his release. My mouth is open, wanting to catch whatever I can, because holy shit, I actually want this right now.

“Come for me,” I tell him, and he does. Just like last time. I say it. He does it.

He groans long and low, cum erupting from his cock, spraying my face and dripping into my mouth. I lick it up, swallowing what I can, and when he’s done, I go in to suck him dry.

“Great fucking video,” Monty says. “I’ll get my shit outta here so you guys can clean up. Mikah, I’ll be intouch with the edited version once it’s done. Man, I love a video that’s quick and doesn’t need fluffers.” He chuckles as he gets his stuff together.

I grab a towel from the shelf against the wall near Monty to wipe my face.

“Later, Dominic,” he says.

I drop the towel into the basket. “Later,” I say as I get another towel for Mikah. Bringing my gaze to the bed, disappointment fills me when I see it’s empty. Mikah is already gone. Left me. Ran off. He can run all he wants. I know where he lives.

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