Page 24 of Keeping it Casual
I cup his balls, playing with them softly while sucking him deeper into my mouth.
I pull off for a second to grab the lube, smearing some on my fingers, then my mouth is back on his cock as I stretch my finger back, circling his hole before gently pushing in. I groan around his cock as I feel the heat of his body encircling my fingers.
His legs are shaking and he makes soft, high-pitched noises as he pushes into my mouth.
My own cock throbs. Fuck. I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on before just from prepping someone.
Jeremy’s hands move to my head, gripping my hair as I slide a second finger in, hooking it around to hit his prostate.
”Dustin.” He grips my hair so hard it’s almost painful.
Iadd a third finger, scissoring them, loosening him up. I taste his precum, and it spurs me on.
Jeremy’s moaning continuously now. His hips move as he tries to fuck himself down my throat.
His head is back, eyes closed, his abs tightening as he pants.
Holy shit.
I can’t wait anymore.
I need to be inside him.
“You ready?” I grind out.
“Oh god, yes,” he says.
I pull my fingers out, straighten, and quickly put the condom on. Then I spin him around and grab his hips, pulling his body back onto my cock.
I groan as I slide my cock in all the way, feeling the heat of his body envelop me. Oh my fucking god. The friction is exquisite, like he was designed perfectly for me.
“Look at us,” I urge, and he snaps his eyes up to meet mine in the mirror.
“See how good you look. See how you were made for this?”
He nods shakily, his eyes glazed.
I love seeing Jeremy like this.
My eyes don’t leave his in the mirror as I move inside him.
“Holy hell, Dustin,” he moans.
Fuck, this is the hottest thing ever. Being inside Jeremy, watching how we move together, the intense pleasure on his face.
Seeing him biting down on his lip as I pound into him harder.
“This is you, Jeremy,” I gasp.
“This…is…me.” His words come out in desperate pants.
My orgasm starts to build deep in my balls.
“Dustin!” he cries out, falling hard over the edge with me.
I lean forward, gripping his hips with my hands, riding out the waves of my orgasm.
I groan, the sound reverberating in Jeremy’s body. I keep my grip firm on his hips. I feel the last tremors of my orgasm recede, and I whisper in Jeremy’s ear. “This is you.”
