Page 235 of Phobia
Sucking and sucking, groaning and grunting, he’s cupping my nuts, massaging them while his free hand frantically opens up his pants. He gets his dick out and starts stroking it hard, stuffing my cock so deep down his throat, his forehead is resting on my pelvis.
My abs clench.Everythingtightens, and my head tips back. “Fffuck…fuck fuck, I’m gonna… oh God, baby, I’m gonna…come.”
“Mmm mm mmm,” he rumbles with his mouth full of my dick.
And I explode fast.
“Uhhyess… Jules, I’m fucking coming,” I pant, balls contracting, pulses shooting out into his throat. “Ohhfuck yea… Drink me down, just like that.”
I’m whining nonsense, quaking from head to toe while stream after stream pour out of me, and he swallows it all without hesitation. Back is arching, shivers dancing over my flesh, my fingers caress his jaw and his throat. Touching where his Adam’s apple bobs in each heavy swallow of the cum I’m feeding to him, that he’s swallowing and sucking out greedily.
My God… What a fucking blowjob, Jesus…
When my dick finally stops twinging, Jules pulls his mouth off of me, releasing a long, jagged exhale. “Holy fuck, that was so hot,” he croaks, eyes hooded, in a daze.
“I’ve n-never… come so hard in my… life,” I gasp, absentmindedly cherishing his face and his neck, his short hair. I peer down at him, and he bites his lip. “Best head ever.”
He chuckles, then sighs, dropping lazing kisses all over my pelvis, up to my abs. “You liked coming down a guy’s throat, hm?”
“Yours,” I whisper, totally blissed out, feeling nothing but fuzz and warmth in this bubble with him. “Jules’s mouth is my new favorite place to be…”
He laughs again quietly, moving back up, putting us face to face. “Kiss your flavor out, Asa.” His lips lower to mine. “I know you love how it tastes.”
I purr, gasping his jaw and kissing him deep, thrusting my tongue into his mouth. He’s right… I do like the taste, for some weird reason that might make me a freak. Butthisis so much better… My cum is in his mouth. It’s purelydelicious.
Jules is still jerking his cock above where mine is now soft and sleeping. And in my post-orgasm haze, all of my hang-ups seem to have melted away. Because I grab it and pull, doing it for him, stroking slow and hard.
The feeling of him, huge and rock solid in my palm is waking my dick up already.
“Mm,” he grunts while I suck on his lip ring. “Asa… How’s my dick feel in your hand, bad boy?”
“I like it,” I hum, reveling in his soft skin and hard muscles writhing against me. “Can I make you come?”
“Beg,” he whispers.
Fuck. Me.
My balls throb. “Please, Jules…Pleasecome for me.”
He groans, our foreheads resting together. “More. I won’t come until I know how badly you want it…”
“It’s all I want,” I shiver, unleashed and desperate once more. “I want to make you comeso bad, Jules. It’s all I think about…”
Which is true. In watching him, I’ve become fully addicted to how he looks having an orgasm. The pleasure I can see in his face, and his trembling body. I don’t think I have a single ounce of confusion left about this…
Nothing has ever been hotter than Jules getting off.
“Mmm, Asa. I’d love to come for you, but I don’t think Ican…” He fakes a pout, thrusting into my hand.
“Please, baby,” I beg hoarsely, and he whimpers.I think he likes me calling him that.“I need it. I need your big dick to shoot for me.”
“I’m getting closer,” he purrs, rubbing his balls on my cock, which is filling up faster and faster. “You might have toshow mehow much you want it, bad boy.”
Remembering what I saw him doing to himself, I circle my fingers around the head of his cock, squeezing tight, massaging forward and back on his piercing. He shudders and whines, rocking against my hand.
“That feel good, baby?” I kiss his lips softly, and he nods quick.
“Yea… Play with it. Show me, Asa…”
