Page 31 of Shadowing My Dreams
“Safe? You are anything but safe to me.”
“I would never let anything ever happen to you. I promise.”
“I know you think that you…” I chuckled. “Ok.”
“Ok?”
“I could change my mind at any moment, so…”
He grabbed my hand, and the world went sepia. We ran through his kitchen andtoward his back door. As soon as we walked outside, the world stayed muted, but it was because it was dark. I still felt the shift.
“I just want to get you completely naked and explore every inch of you,” Jack grinned. But the look on his face was anything but mirthful – it was full of desire. And I was the object of his lust. My mind spun. How could he… “Clothes. Now,” he ordered. “I have a seven-foot privacy fence, and I want you moaning so loud the cops come.”
“You're shameless.”
“I’m horny. It’s been months since I’ve… Strip.” He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it onto a chair. I gasped as I saw his body in the moonlight. He was even more gorgeous than I had imagined, and I had imagined a lot.
“It’s almost a full moon,” I slowly pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it onto his. I started to cover myself up but thought better about it. For this to ever be – I would have to let him see me as I truly was. Skinny, pale, freckled, and frail. My chest was almost concave, and it was so skinny.
“God, I love the way the moonlight makes your skin almost glisten. You’re so beautiful, Arch. I wish you could see yourself the way I see you. Strong and powerful, unafraid and daring, gorgeous and unique – a one-of-a-kind type of man. You’re amazing.” He slid his shorts down and kicked them aside. “Now you.”
I did as I was told. But I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Jesus, I was scared of that. There was no way it was going to fit inside me. I grimaced as I stared at him – it. My mouth watered.
“Tonight is all about you,” he said gently. “I just want to make you happy. Can I do that?”
“I think you make me happy,” I mumbled stupidly. My cock, so much smaller than his, hardened as I looked at him. “It’s just so big,” I gulped.
“I told you that it would fit, Arch. But not tonight. I mean, we don’t have anything to… I was on PrEP. But I just started taking it again. No condoms and no lube… I guess we’ll have to find something else to do,” he chuckled. “You know what I’ve always loved?” He walked over and took me in his arms. Our hard cocks pressed into each other. His above my belly, and mine on his thigh. He was so much taller than I was – so much… He was huge all over. “Making out is a very underrated thing, don’t you think? Your mouth on mine as our hands explore each other. Your cock in my mouth as I taste you. Mine in yours, if that’s what you want. Do you want?”
“Fuck, yeah,” I moaned and literally shuddered as I reached down and grasped it in my palm.
“God, I want you.” He bent his head down and kissed me, and I breathed him inside myself. His kisses tasted so sweet and pure, even if they were anything other than that. They were hungry and needful, and I needed it – I was hungry for it. I was tired of denying myself the one thing I had grown to want – him.
His tongue slid against my own as I opened my mouth, and the kiss became wilder and stronger. My hands slid up his sides, and I pressed them against his very hard chest. His hand slid down my back, and he cupped my ass in his palms. Figures he was an ass man. I had very little ass for him to grab, but he used what he had.
He was an amazing kisser. I gasped for air as he continued his assault on my mouth. His tongue was frenzied and then slow before he pulled back and nipped at my bottom lip – laughing with joy as I moaned against him.
I stroked his cock in my hand – so big and girthy and proving that his password was anatomically correct. Nine inches was a very massive cock. But he was also girthy and uncut. I pulled on his foreskin and gently twisted it, eliciting a groan from him before he nipped at my lips again.
“You have a choice.” He winked at me, and my knees wobbled. “You can get on the hammock, which could be dangerous but fun, or you can sit in that chair or lie in the grass.”
“I don’t think I care.”
“Wanna go for danger?”
“What have we been doing? I’ve been flying so close to the sun that my wings are already singed.”
“I have no idea what that means, but it sounds very pretty. Swing it is.”
He picked me up, carried me over to his hammock, and carefully set me down in front of it. I grasped the sides, and he slowly sat me down. My feet dangled off the side. He got down on his knees, and for a second, my mind shut down. Jack was here to please me. It didn’t seem to compute in my brain for a second. He liked me, and I was having a hard time understanding why – then he pressed his lips to my cock, and all I could do was lay back in the hammock and give myself over.
He was so wet and hot – his mouth was fire as he slid me slowly inside. His tongue rolled around the head of my cock as he took all of me inside his mouth. His nose tickled my pubes, and he stayed there for a second before slowly pulling back and grasping the base of my cock.
This was a dream. A moment that defied all expectations as I gave myself over to it. Beat by beat, the music played in my head as he made me soar beyond the moon and into the stars. His fingers grasped my balls and gently pulled, and before I could even think, I was coming into his mouth. “Sorry, I…”
“What did you think I wanted? God, you taste so spicy.” He licked at my head and sucked on it as he withdrew as much of my cum as he could from my still engorged shaft. “Wanna know what you taste like?” He rose up and kissed me. My cum intermingled with his saliva as I relished in the throes of the perfect little death. A moment like no other.
“My turn?” I asked coyly.
