by S. N. Garza
“Mmmm… I like that. And your wish came true, Alann. Only I’m not going to be in someone’s closet.”
I shake my head no. “No closet, Luke.”
“You hid yourself from everyone back in your hometown.”
“And you’re not hiding from Willow?”
“I would never let anyone use my preferences against her. I know how this world works. I’d do anything to protect her.”
“How long have you been celibate?”
“Don’t worry. I don’t have pent up sexual frustrations. I get what I need when I need it.”
“When was your last relationship?”
“Thirteen years ago.”
I nod, not sure how much to dive into the subject. He seemed to tense just a bit when I asked, and I don’t want to ruin this moment. It doesn’t feel like a dominance thing. Who’s stronger or who’ll be the one to submit. I gaze upward, catching Luke’s gaze. He’s looking me over, assessing, not giving anything away.
“And you, babe?” I’m really beginning to enjoy that little endearment. Maybe too much. It’s as if he has me under some spell because I have no problem telling him whatever he wants.
“I broke up with my partner over the summer. He got a little too clingy. I hate clingy people.”
The serious glint in his gaze softens as a smile plays on his lips. “Is that a hint? Don’t worry, Alann. I don’t cling. Now, before you so rudely interrupted me, let me get back to the matter in my hand.”
He strokes my cock, building me up again and this time, his mouth travels down my jaw, neck, collarbone and just as he squeezes the head of my hard-on, his tongue licks over my nipple before capturing it and tugging on the bud. The blood pulses in my veins, careening straight to my cock, causing my cock to throb in his hand. And slowly, once more, Luke gets on his knees before me and this time, takes the band of my briefs and slowly reveals my bare flesh to his gaze.
Cum leaks out and Luke’s thumb swipes over it making my cock jerk with need. I watch as he brings his thumb to his mouth, sucking his finger clean.
Fuck.
That’s so fucking hot. He wraps his hand around me again and pulls my cock to his lips, painting the pearly white liquid around his lips before softly sucking the tip into his mouth with easy suctions. Back and forth. Just the tip. I take his advice and close my eyes. Feeling everything that’s happening. The slow suck and release of his mouth on my tip is causing me to grit my teeth as pleasurable agony sweeps through me.
I know he’s teasing me. Playing with me like I’m a toy. Just fucking wait, I think. His tongue swirls around my cockhead, flicking back and forth. All the while, he has one hand firmly stroking my rod to his waiting lips and his other hand caresses, kneads, and squeezes my ass, pulling me to him. His hot mouth feels so good. When his hand pulls my skin back—and no, I don’t have foreskin—but he manages it anyway, as he pulls my flesh down, so goes his mouth until I feel the top of his throat.
Tight. Hot. And I can’t help myself any longer. I open my eyes and reach for his hair, then thrust, feeling the back of his throat. I feel his throat gargle around my cock and fuck, it’s not going to take much more. I’ve been at go since his hand touched my cock. Luke’s hand wanders from my dick to my balls, squeezing, holding them in his hand, giving just the right amount of pressure.
I watch as his head bobs up and down my shaft, this look of complete ecstasy riddled all over his face.
God, he looks good on his knees, his mouth wrapped around my dick. A big, strong man down on his knees, looking as good as he does, and he’s all alpha too. He’s taking whatever he wants. I feel all the cum in my balls curdle, ready to stream up my cock, but I want this to last just a bit longer. I don’t want to be like some teenage boy getting blown for the first time. That’ll be embarrassing.
No, I want to show him I can take everything he’s doing to me. When I feel his fingers stroke my wet length and then scroll downward to between my legs, gently pressing on that sweet spot just underneath, I have to fight to keep from busting my load right here and now. He repeats the process, back and forth, bringing the saliva I can feel dripping down to my sac to my back door. Rimming around my ass, making it clench and my eyes roll back.
“Yeah, baby. Suck my dick like that. Feels so good.”
God, why is it men know just how far to take a cock down their throat? How much pressure and force to use to make a guy cum harder than anything? The way Luke has his mouth wrapped around my dick, sucking, his cheeks hollowing on the back-up, and then shoving it down his throat. Fuck. I’m ready to bust a nut right in his mouth and I know he notices.
I hold his hair, keep him still as I thrust quickly into his mouth. “Yeah. That’s it. Take my cock, Luke. Ready for my cum?”
He groans and the vibration sends a shot straight up my spine. I look down to where my cock disappears into his mouth and into the tight constricting walls of his throat. Seeing his saliva shine on my flesh sends me into overdrive. I hope he doesn’t mind me getting a little rougher, because fuck, I’m ready. I’m so ready.
I pull on his hair, tighten my fingers on his scalp as a guttural sound slips from my mouth. “You like my cock, Luke? You taking what you need, baby? All this fat, long dick is just for you. Keep sucking me just like that. Feel all that cum in my balls ready to explode? Fuck, yes, suck it like that. Touch me just like that, Luke. Fuck, baby. Your mouth is fucking hot. Take it all the way down.”
I’ve never been a fan of endearments and never used them in the past, but this makes me feel powerful and greedy. To have him at my mercy and the knowledge I’ll be at his sends a wave of exhilaration rushing through my veins. I want his dick in my mouth. I don’t care what size he is. What I felt, he’s thick. But I want to see him pull it out and nut stream after stream of cum… wherever he wants to put it.
I’ve only had anal sex a few times, and while it feels nice receiving and taking, it’s not my favorite source of pleasure. There are many roads that lead to Rome. What kind of man is Luke? He’s known who he is probably longer than I’ve been alive. I bet he knows all the tricks. Tricks and treats I’d like to explore. If he’s willing… oh, goddamn.
His finger gently probes around my ass then right there on the taint, massaging, and I feel this light blind behind my eyes.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Just that way, baby. You’re gonna make me come. Make me come, Luke. You going to swallow it down that hot little throat?”
He groans, sucking at my cock like a man desperate to please his lover. Fuck! It’s so good. He pulls me in at my hips, and I can’t take it any longer. I hold him still, thrust my cock and cum hard. Stream after stream.
His name is a whispered plea on my lips. “Luke. So good. Don’t stop sucking. Take every drop, baby.”
And he does. Goddamn, he swallows everything I give. When I’m spent, my body racks with wave after wave of pleasure. Never… my God, never in my entire sexual life has that ever happened. That was… more than I could have ever imagined.
He slowly licks up and down my shaft, his fingers brushing up my body until his hand gets between my chest and he presses me against the side of the house. His other hand caresses my side, hip, and thigh in tantalizing motions. Luke sucks me clean before gently slipping my cock from between his lips and pulling away. His mouth comes back, swirling around my cockhead, flicking his tongue back and forth, before sucking again, slowly releasing my cock.
My God. I feel spent and sated. I could fucking pass out right now, but I’m not going to leave him hanging. Literally. He pushes off the porch, slowly rising and standing before me. I look down and see his hand on his freed cock, the veiny purple head pulsing.
His hand cups my neck and I look up into his blue eyes, mesmerized.
His thumb strokes just behind my ear and I feel my breath shorten. “Look what you do to me, babe. Watch my dick, Alann. Watch it come just for you.”
I can’t help but nod and look back down. Watch as his hand firmly strokes up and down hi
s shaft quickly. His breath quickens and my name is whispered upon his lips brokenly, “Watch me come for you, Alann. Just for you, babe.”
I stand immobilized. My stare, hot on his cock, precum leaking, my tongue licks around my lips, ready to taste what he’s offering, but when I start to kneel, the hand on my neck tightens just a bit and I look up to see him shake his head.
“You don’t want me to?”
He shakes his head no. “Just watch. Keep those bright grey eyes on my cock.” I look down and his fingers thread through my hair and hold tight as he closes in, his lips touch my ear and he says, “You felt so good in my mouth, Alann. Did you like that, babe?”
“Yes.” I say as I’m mesmerized by the stroke of his hand on his own thickness.
He hums, his strokes becoming quicker. The sound of his hand beating his flesh fills my ears and the sound is erotic and sexy.
“You ready, babe?”
“Yes, Luke. I want it. Come for me.”
“For you. All for you.” Then thick, pearly cum squirts from the tip as he groans. The sound penetrates something deep inside me. Stream after stream streaks over my stomach and groin. The warm liquid saturates my body and now I look up into his eyes and his are already on mine. Taking measure. His gaze is heavy-lidded and the smile lifting on his face is one of contentment.
He presses his body against mine and his lips press against my jaw. My eyes close when his mouth comes over mine. I taste my release on his lips and I feel drugged, drunk, lethargic. My hands are on his jeans, pulling him even closer, his softening cock touching mine and even spent, there’s a spark of life trying to come back. I feel his lips twitch and when he lets go, he leans his forehead against mine.
“Easy. You’ve had a long day. Which you didn’t even talk about. I’ll show you to the guest room, so you can rest. If you’d like, we can talk later at length. I understand how it is when your secret gets spread like butter. All over. It’s okay, Alann.”
“I’m not scared, Luke. I just… that part of my life I kept close. Kept private. He just… I don’t know what was going on in his head. I wasn’t ready for the world to know. I’m not ashamed, it’s just a private thing. It’s no one’s fucking business who I take for a lover or a partner.”
Even I can hear the resentment in my tone. I hate Justin for doing what he did. All because he couldn’t take no for an answer. I didn’t love him. I thought we were more friends than lovers. He was… not my type.
I look up at Luke… yeah. He’s definitely my type.
His hand slides to the nape of my neck, stroking his fingers softly up and down. “I get it, babe. Now, come on.” His hands go to my jeans and he gently eases my half-mast cock back into my pants and redoes the zipper, leaving the button and belt undone. He pulls his grey sweats over his shaft, which yeah, he’s got some length and girth that does it for me. He grabs our shirts, putting mine over his shoulder and wipes his cum off my abs with his. Tilting his head to the side, he leads us back into the house where all is quiet.
“Not going to invite me to your bed, Luke?”
He doesn’t say anything at first. When he takes a step up the stairs, he turns, hits me with that dark, sensual stare he has and his lips twitch.
“I don’t presume, Alann. You did just get here. You can share my bed if you so wish it.”
I know he’s daring me since I just challenged him, but I also think of Willow. My eyes go past his to where her bedroom is at the top of the stairs.
“If you haven’t told her, I’m not going to be the one who breaks it to her. You’ll tell her when you’re ready. Guest bedroom it is, Luke.”
He reaches for my cheek, his hand warm and rough. “There’ll be plenty of opportunity for you to be by my side in my bed, babe.” His gaze looks over me possessively and that look alone sends a tremble down my body. Igniting the blood in my veins and goosebumps break out over my skin.
“Is that so?”
“Hmmm…,” is his only response as he turns and walks up the steps. His gaze flickers to where the closed bedroom is, and I see the slight displeasure curling his nose before continuing past it, down the hallway. He points to the bathroom then I follow him into a blue room with a full-size bed. “This is the guest bedroom. I’ll bring you some clothes to wear so you’re comfortable. I’ll throw your things into the wash if you like. I only ask one thing.”
My gaze flies up to his, and they’re scanning my body and I let mine do the same. The thick long ridge of his cock is clearly visible and his tanned, toned body is all rippling muscles, and that coarse hair leading from his chest to his cock looks sexy and masculine.
Damn. I can go again. When our gazes reach each other’s once more… a rough hmmm escapes his lips. The sound strikes straight down my spine and up my cock.
“What’s your one thing, Luke?”
“Wear my cum until you wake up. Then you can shower and clean me off you until next time.”
“You want another next time?” I’m not sure what he’s after, but I’m also not looking at a handout. I don’t want him helping me out if he thinks I’m desperate and horny. Because I wasn’t horny until I got here and got a glimpse of him. I don’t know how it escaped Willow’s mind when she went in for a hug when we got here. I mean, he was wearing the same sweatpants and shirt. Family ties, I guess, but I’m not immune. And what we shared; I really want to repeat. But not just when we’re here.
“Wait here, Alann.” Then he’s gone. I look around the room and it’s warm, friendly, but masculine. A few oil paintings hang on the wall. Some that must be paint-by-number, a few that look rustic and country. Local artist maybe?
I walk to the bed, sit and then fall back, closing my eyes. God, what a day. Started out great, turned to shit, ended up being one of the most incredible nights of my life. Nothing can wipe away the feeling rushing through my veins right now. Fulfillment. Like I’ve been waiting for this to happen to me.
That might make me sound like an eight-ball, but I want to see him again after I leave here. I don’t know how long Willow and Gabe are going to stay. He has a game tomorrow afternoon, but I doubt he goes. He’s exploring the feelings he’s developing for Willow and I have a feeling he’s been in love with her for a while now. He doesn’t want to lose what he’s starting with her. And me? God, after everything, I don’t want to go back home, but that’s the coward’s way out. And a coward, I am not. My parents will have to deal with it. If they shun me, they shun me.
Fuck. I’m tired of thinking about this shit.
Suddenly, I’m jerked back into reality as rough hands stroke up my thighs, sparking lust to ricochet down my body. My arm falls behind my head and I watch as Luke runs his hands up over my now straining cock and he shifts my jeans and briefs down over my rigid member and says, “Lift up, babe.”
“I can do that myself, Luke. I’m not an infant.”
“Hmmm…,” that must be his annoyed grumble, but I still feel it wave over my senses like wildfire. “Thank fuck, you’re at least of age. Now, shut the fuck up and let me do as I please.”
“Does this please you?” Am I looking for reassurance? Not really, but I hope he finds me as attractive as I find him.
His eyes are hot and filled with lust as I watch him take my clothes off. And I’m lying there naked. Cock straining again. Fuck. I just came and I’m ready to go once more. I don’t want him to think what we did didn’t shift my entire world off its axis, so when I open my mouth to tell him, his hand wraps around my length. Slowly pumping his hand up, squeezing his palm around the head before stroking down to the base.
“You have such a beautiful cock, Alann. Ready for me again, babe?”
“Not too soon?”
His eyes widen with surprise and this sexy, dark smile lifts on his mouth. Still shirtless, he comes and straddles my legs, resting one arm next to my head and presses his lips on mine.
Our kiss is soft and gentle as first. Then it heightens; his pressure against my mouth increases until our to
ngues are entwined, and everything feels like I’m ready for lift off again.
Then he lets go of my cock and his hand shuffles around and then thick hard flesh touches me. His hand is holding our cocks together. Stroking our flesh as one.
I let go of his lips, the touch of our flesh together makes my eyes roll.
“Take me in your hand, Alann. I’m just as ready and it’s not too soon. Never when it feels like this. Feels this incredible.” His mouth falls back on mine, and then up my jaw to my ear. His voice is breathless. Husky. “You feel incredible, Alann.”
When he latches on to my neck and his teeth scrape across my jugular, white spots burst behind my lids and something comes over me. He’s been coming to me, initiating what he wants. Being the dominant.
He’s not the only one. “My turn.”
He lifts his head and his brow crunches in confusion, but I give no quarter as I shove him into his back and I’m on top. His smile turns wicked and his blue eyes darken.
“That’s it, babe. Take what you want. It’s all for you.”
Pressing our bodies close, I kiss up his chest, sucking one taut nipple between my lips. I slide one knee against his thigh and push his leg to the side. I run my hand down his side, feel the contours of his rippling muscles. Caressing over the coarse hair at the base of his cock and back up his chest. Feeling his flesh quake under my fingertips.
I let my mouth explore around each nipple before caressing my nose up over his chest, nuzzling the hair there before making my way to his Adam’s apple, licking, nipping, and then latching on, sucking the fleshy part between his neck and shoulder. Whatever soap he uses filters up into my nose and it’s a warm, husky scent. Ralph Lauren maybe. Mmmm… I don’t know, but he smells divine. His hands run down my sides to my ass, squeezing, kneading, pushing me more firmly against his body where our erections rub back and forth on one another.
I feel one hand caress up my back, and into my hair. His groan of pleasure reverberates down my body and I’m close. I want him to come with me. Nibbling up to his ear, I whisper, “Come with me, Luke.”