Adorably Silly (ENDED)

How long will I last? (M)

Can's POV

I kept pawing and kissing my boyfriend. I wasn't sure I could do it. But maybe with his permission, yes. I feel capable, now that I have turned off the light: I know I can do it. But another thing is ... Doing to someone else what he did to me.

— I'm going to start, love, can I? —He nodded.

Shit Tin, no. I NEED you to give me your full authorization, I don't want to feel like I'm abusing you ...

— Sorry, I need to hear it. —I stopped completely—. I need you to tell me that I have your permission.

— You have my permission, Can. You can start.

I breathed, that felt better.

I was thinking about how to make it not hurt so much, to distract him and to enjoy.

Suddenly I saw that he was moving his hands. It gave me tenderness.

—I'm going to let you go. —I communicated— but promise me that you will only touch my chest.

— I swear, baby.

Maybe if I fool him a bit ... I took the bag with the condoms and lube. I poured some into one of my hands and wiggled my fingers so it spread well. I approached my clean hand (that is to say, because I had already groped his body backwards and forwards).

— Suck them.

Tin was very obedient and started sucking on my fingers. Meanwhile, with my hand dipped in lubricant, I was getting closer to his little cave. Hell, I think I'm liking it too much. I feel a lot of adrenaline and excitement.

It didn't cost him as much as I thought, but it's not like my little cave; I find it difficult to enter. This is the Bigfoot cave and it does not receive visitors.

— Very good, honey. You are doing very well.

I removed my fingers and kissed him. It got better, I could move my finger more freely.

— Are we going for another?

— A-another? How many do you plan to put in? —He sounded more surprised than scared.

— Love, this, —I dug my finger as deep as I could and loved the sound he made—, is just one.

— One?

— Can's fingers are shorter than Tin's. —I uttered in the most innocent voice I could—. And Can doesn't complain... —He took a deep breath.

— Come on, put another one. —He sounded decided.

I laughed and kissed him. I removed the finger from inside him and Tin groaned. I smeared my hand in lubricant again and without warning, I caressed junior a bit. And I started my second expedition.

— I promise you it will get better. —I told him at the same time that I disarmed his hair tenderly and I kissed him on the forehead.

I kissed him softly and sweetly across his face. And he stroked mine. I separated.

— Are you going to make love to me? —He ask.

— We're making it. —I corrected him. 

—I love you, Cantaloupe.

— And I love you too, Tin.

We kissed again, but this time, with more passion. I went slowly down his neck and began to lick his entire body. By now, I was feeling much bolder. I licked it like when he was drenched in Nutella. My two fingers kept moving and my other hand was in junior. Tin gasped too much and moaned occasionally. He hasn't complained, so I'm assuming it's all pleasant ... Which leads me to think that if he comes early ... over-stimulation isn't pretty. It would be better if he cames now.

— Love, do you want to come? It will be better now.

I took his chain (the one with our ring on it) and pulled it. He leaned on his elbows and got up.

— Can is going to behave very well with you, if you come now. —I tried to sound sensual.

I love it when Tin attacks me and we make it hard and yummy ... but it has his charm, being dominant.

— Alright. —I smiled and licked my lips.

I released the chain to get back to work. I matched the movement of both hands and regretted having turned off the light. His sounds and the curvature of his body ... shit ... I should have shot it in HD. I'm not usually in the condition or position ... to enjoy and admire when he has his orgasm. But today it was given to me and I didn't film it.

—You're the best, Tin, the best. —I went over and kissed him on the forehead.

I took a washcloth and cleaned it. We had left them on the bathroom shelf and I took them into the bedroom.

I feel good. When I was in the bathroom, I just thought about going back and playing with my boyfriend's Greek god body. I don't feel shy or nervous: I'm liking it. I just wonder: How long will I last? Will I dare to do something more?