Page 46 of Hidden Plays
I smirked around his thick cock. He’d never experienced a blowjob from a gay man. He was in for a treat. Bringing him to the back of my throat, I swallowed around the head.
“Jesus fuck, more of that, faster.” He panted and tugged my hair.
Pumping his dick, I fondled his balls, cupping and pulling them as I swirled my mouth and tongue.
His cock swelled further. “Coming, gonna come.” He dug his fingers into my scalp, and his body shuddered as hot cum shot to the back of my throat. I swallowed it all down as his sharp gasps filled the car.
When it slowed, I pulled off with a wet pop and swiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Was anyone around? I glancedthrough the darkened windows into the black night. Nope, the parking lot was emptying too. “My turn?” As my gaze shifted to him, I lifted my brows. My dick was about to rip through my damn jeans.
He lay wedged between the seat and the door, his arms and body lax, his eyelids almost closed, his head lolling to the side. “You wrecked me, JJ.”
“Good?” Would he reciprocate? I unfastened my jeans and worked my leaking cock out. “How about a little love here?”
As his gaze fell on my exposed dick, his eyes opened wide, and he slid his tongue over his lips. “Oh, hell yeah.” Shoving me against the other door, he tugged my jeans down and plunged his face into my groin, breathing me in. “God, you smell so good.” Nuzzling the side of my cock, he trailed his tongue up the vein in my shaft and lapped at the bead of precum on the tip. “Tastes good too.”
Heat shivered over my skin. So far, things were great. “You, uh, need any direction?” All he had to do was repeat what I’d done to him, but?—
“Nope, I’ve got this.” Wrapping his hand around the base of my dick, he slurped it into his mouth, his flattened tongue swiping my shaft.
Sensation knotted inside me, and my cock twitched. It was different, but good…because it was him and we had a definite connection. I shifted my hips, getting some leverage in the small space.
He lapped and licked at my cockhead, swirling his lips across the crown as he tucked his fingers under my balls and swept into my crack, nudging my hole.
“Oh, fuck.” How did he know? My eyes rolled back as pleasure wound tightly inside me. Threading my fingers through his blond waves, I rocked my hips. I had to be careful and not fuck his mouth. I didn’t want him gagging his first time. Or did I? I smirked and then dropped my mouth open with a throaty moan when he deep-throated me. “Yeah, that’s it, baby.”
As he flicked his tongue along my slit, he pumped me with his hand, my dick slick with his saliva. The finger at my ass pushed and circled, teasing the hell out of me.
Sensation built to the raw edge, and I arched my back, my thighs trembling. I didn’t want to come yet.
He pulled off and gave me the wickedest grin. “You close?” Slowly stroking my cock, he circled his thumb at my glans.
Through pants, I said, “Uh, yeah, think so.” I sucked in a breath. Holy hell, I was teetering on the edge.
“What can I do to see you come undone in the worst way?” He sucked only the head of my dick into his mouth while shoving at my hole.
If only I’d told him about the lube packet in my wallet. Fuck, too late. “S-suck hard and fast. Let me fuck your sweet mouth.”
“Go ahead, I can take it.” Opening wide, he plunged over me, the hot friction of his mouth sparking heat in my balls.
Grabbing the back of his head, I thrust, pushing to the back of his throat.
He gagged, but stayed on me.
Another thrust and sparks lit behind my eyes, my climax surging, spilling cum into his mouth in an explosion of pleasure. On and on it went, my balls unloading inside him until I was spent. “Ho-ly fuck.” I lay there like a floppy doll, unable to move, my hands falling to my sides.
He slipped off me and licked around his mouth. “I think I swallowed it all.” He pushed my waning cock aside, examining it. “Yep, got it all.”
I stared at him. Was he a neat freak or something? “Thanks.” My brain was mush.
“Don’t want to stain this nice Corinthian leather you’ve got in this car.” With a giggle, he tucked himself into his jeans and fastened them.
“What the hell are you talking about?” I shifted up in the seat. I wasn’t ready to put my dick away yet. It needed some air.
“This car. Is it the luxury package or something? It’s got realleather seats, not the fake ones.” He trailed his hand along the middle seat.
“Fuck if I know. My dad bought me this car for graduating high school.” Did Dad order it with real leather? It resembled all the other cars we’d had. Was I so far removed from middle-class life I didn’t know that?
Resting his forearms on either side of my hips, he lowered and licked my half-mast dick. “You know, making you come made me hard again.”
