Peraya:The One Shot Library

I Like Your Pink Milk (II)

ARTHIT 

"Ok, so how is this going to work?" I ask Kongpob as he perches on my bed. He is looking around the dorm with interest.

"I thought your dorm would be more organised." he comments.

Seriously? That's what he wants to say??

I throw a pillow at him. I am already flushed, just thinking about the implications of what I had agreed to. And now he is here, and he wants to talk about my dorm's lack of proper arrangement??

"Phi!" he whines. It is an adorable sound.

"You aren't listening to me." I say.

He turns to look at me properly. "You asked how this would work. I think the answer is simple, no? I play with your nipples."

"So what- you're just gonna come in and start playing with them?" I ask.

He grins and comes near me, gingerly lifting my t-shirt up. Then he looks into my eyes and smiles again before positioning his head right in front of my chest. I can feel his breath on my skin and it is already stiffening my nipples.

"Luckily for me, your nipples don't need any extra work." He says as he tenderly swipes his thumb across my right nipple. I whimper. His touch is soft but still firm, I don't really know how to explain it. It just feels good.

He chuckles softly seeing my reaction. He is softly massaging my right nipple, almost as if he is introducing himself to it. His other hand then begins to fondle my left nipple.

"They're so adorable." He mutters.

Adorable?? I would protest against that adjective if he didn't softly pinch my nipples. That sends an electric wave down my spine and I let out another whimper.

"You like that?" He asks me. I am too embarrassed to speak so I just nod.

He continues softly pinching and rolling my hard nubs with his fingers and occasionally breathes onto them. The sensations are all so foreign to me, because even if I did touch them when I was jacking off, his hands just feel so much better. The way he was gently playing with my nipples turned me on more than I could predict.

I could see them turning redder by the second, and then , suddenly he stops.

I whine when he removes his fingers from my nipples. But he just looks at me and I can see the lust in his eyes and it pleases me that he is enjoying it as much as I am.

"Can I suck them?" he asks, his voice in control, but hoarse. Like he is keeping his cool with a lot of effort.

And how can I say no to what he is asking- because I had only fantasised about him sucking on my nipples about a million times. I nod.

"I need to hear you say it phi." He says, his voice pleading.

"Yes." I breathe out in a raspy voice.

That seems to be enough for him and he goes back to my chest, blowing hot air onto my stiff nipples. He then tentatively licks my right nipple, his fingers working on my left.

The slight warmth and wetness of his tongue makes me moan. That seems to encourage him because he gives a few furious licks before finally taking my bud into his mouth.

"Ohhh..." I let out a gasp as my back arches for him. So this is what it feels like. It is electric- the feeling of his mouth on my nipple. Yes, I had thought of this a million times, but not even in my wildest fantasies could I have known this intense feeling.