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The sky had turned dark and ominous. The clouds hung low, looking like bruises.
We watched the storm roll in for a few moments, leaning against one another, our heartbeats calming. Lightning flashed again, lighting up the clouds like a reverse x-ray. The sound of thunder followed seconds later. The storm was getting closer.
I leaned in to whisper in Deacon’s ear. “Looks like outdoor activities will be suspended today.”
“Oh no,” he deadpanned. “What will I do with my day?”
I pretended to think about it. “As your relaxation consultant, I suggest you sit back and let me suck your dick,” I said. “Then maybe we take this into your bedroom and go from there?”
Deacon glanced at me as if startled by my boldness. Then his eyes darkened, and he pushed me into the couch cushions, kissing and sucking at the underside of my throat.
I groaned softly, arching my back, one ankle twining over his leg. “This was not the position I had in mind,” I gasped out and let out a soft yelp as he nipped at my skin in reply. Lightning hot sparks shot through my body, and it was all I could do not to grind up against him. “But I’m not complaining.”
Deacon leaned up, one arm bracketing over me. “You mean it? You wanna give me a blowjob?”
I almost laughed aloud but caught myself at the last moment. His pupils were blown wide with arousal, but something about the hungry yet unsure way he looked at me…
Yeah, I got the feeling that while my previous relationships considered a quick kiss before a blowjob as foreplay, his probably never paid proper attention to his cock at all.
“Deacon. Honey,” I said, “I adore giving blowjobs. I want nothing more than to wrap my lips around your cock.” I batted my eyelashes up coquettishly at him. “Will you let me suck that cock I can feel digging into my thigh? Please?”
He swallowed and his next kiss spoke his enthusiasm. I wound my hand through his hair. His free hand stroked down my chest, down to the front of my uniform shorts.
I rolled my hips, pressing against the light touch. “C’mon, Deacon,” I panted, almost begging for it. “Let me suck you. Let me do something…” I had to get my hands on this brilliant, sexy man or I swear I would explode.
“Well,” Deacon’s hot breath washed over my ear as he traced the outline of my cock. I whined in my throat. “Since you asked so nicely.”
Finally, he let me up and I crawled into his lap, kissing the aggravating man for all he was worth, flicking my tongue in and out of his mouth. I ended the kiss with a soft tug on Deacon’s bottom lip.
But I was a man of my word. I pulled at his belt with shaking fingers. His hand covered mine and helped.
He pushed his pants and underwear over his hips and down out of the way. With a grin, I slid down to the floor between his spread knees.
I was happy to see that Deacon’s cock was as glorious as the rest of him. He was big and girthy, and so hard that, now free, it curved up to his stomach. I gave his dick a stroke, my grin going wider as he hitched his hips up.
“You have no idea how much I’ve been thinking of your cock,” I said.
He huffed a laugh that had a slightly hysterical edge to it, like he was strung out already and holding on by the tips of his fingers. “You have no idea how much I want to see your mouth around me,” he managed.
I chuckled and bent to place a kiss at the top of his muscled thigh, right where his hip met his leg. I inhaled the scent of him—dark and masculine.
Now that I was here, I wanted to take my time, take this man apart, show him what good sex with another man was really like.
After all, I was the first male partner he’d ever had. It was like conquering a mountain.
I exhaled another warm breath over his bobbing erection. Then, I slowly licked a long stripe up the side of his cock, ending with a kiss at the head.
Deacon made a stuttered breath sound. Under my hands, I could feel how tense his muscles were in anticipation.
I glanced up to gauge his reaction. “You good?”
“Keep going,” he sounded a little choked. Perfect.
Well, that was all the go-ahead I needed. I took his cock in my mouth. My hand curled around the thick base.
Deacon made a low groan, his head tipped back. But his half-lidded eyes were still fixed on me, rapt.
I spent time with my new favorite plaything, circling the head with my tongue, dipping down again to take as much of him as deep as I could.
