Page 137 of Icing on the Cake

“Well…” He blushes and glances down at the finger that was poking me. “It was really hot when you did it to me, and I want to return the favor. I don’t want you to think that I’m greedy. You’re always jerking me off, but I haven’t done anything to you. For you.”

“I don’t mind, Gerard. I enjoy being the one to make you come undone. I don’tneedyou to return the favor.”

“But it would be nice if I did, right?”

“Of course. But?—”

“Then it’s settled. I’ll suck you off, and I’ll do a bang-up job at it too.”

I laugh. Leave it to Gerard to turn a blow job into a competition.

“But only if you want me to. I don’t want to pressure you into anything?—”

I place my finger on his red lips to shut him up. “Suck me, Gerard. And don’t stop until I come down your throat.”

I don’t have to see it to know that Gerard’s toes are curling from my demand. It’s one of my favorite things that he does. It’s such an expressive tell of how turned on I make him.

Gerard disappears under the covers, his strong hands pulling my boxer briefs down my legs. I hear a surprised gasp, and then his tousled blond head pops back out. His blue eyes are blown wide, and his mouth is slightly agape.

“You’re uncut!” he exclaims in a loud whisper.

I laugh at his dramatic reaction. “Yeah, I am. A lot of Hispanic guys aren’t circumcised.”

“Oh. I’ve never seen one in person before. I mean, I’ve seen pictures and videos, but…” He trails off, staring down at my exposed groin with fascination.

I roll my eyes fondly. “It’s not that different. Don’t overthink it.”

I place my hand on the back of his head and gently but firmly push him back down. He goes willingly, settling between my legs. His warm breath ghosts over my semi-erect cock, making it twitch in anticipation.

“Start by licking around the head,” I instruct. “Get it nice and wet. Then use your tongue to play with the foreskin.”

Gerard does as he’s told. His wet tongue swirls around the head and even dips into the slit. Electric shocks zing through me.He traces the edge of my foreskin before slipping underneath and exploring new territory.

I moan softly. “Yeah, like that. Now take the head into your mouth and suck gently. Use your hand to stroke the shaft.”

His plush lips wrap around my cock head as he starts to suck. His big hand grips the base, and having him hold me in this way is making me see stars.

My fingers thread through his hair, and it’s just what he needs to start bobbing up and down on my cock and stroking me at the same time.

“Fuck, your mouth is incredible.” I’m panting like a dog in heat. I squeeze my eyes shut and let Gerard work me over. “Take more of me. Relax your throat. Breathe through your nose.”

He takes me deeper, and my back arches off the bed. His throat flutters around my sensitive glans, and he gags slightly. While most guys would stop when that happens, Gerard uses it as fuel to try again.

I fight the urge to thrust and instead focus on giving him more instructions. Although I don’t think he needs them. The boy is a natural.

“Use your other hand to massage my balls. Tug on them—but gently. Yeah, fuck, just like that.”

His thick fingers massage my heavy sack as he keeps worshipping my cock. Pleasure builds at the base of my spine, pulling my balls tight. I’m leaking salty precome onto his tongue, and he moans, loving the taste.

Gerard’s other hand kneads my thigh. I never knew I would enjoy such a move, but I do. It only spurs me closer to the point of no return. “Gerard, I’m gonna come. Don’t stop. Swallow it all like a good boy.”

He moans around my thickness, sending delicious vibrations through me, and redoubles his efforts. A few more sucks, and I’m coming with a low cry, spurting hot and hard down his throat. Gerard drinks it down as if he’s dying of thirst.

His head emerges from under the covers when I’m all tapped out. He’s grinning like a fool. “That…was…awesome.”

My release glistens on his red, kiss-swollen lips, and when I point it out, he lazily licks them clean. It’s an erotic sight that makes my spent cock give a valiant twitch.

The morning sun breaks through the window, bathing Gerard in a holy glow. The light catches on his golden hair and caresses his flushed skin. He’s a debauched angel, and I’m struck by how beautiful he is.

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