It would've been easy to take into consideration what Robert had just told me out of sheer lustful impatience. I never trained him to cope with so much teasing, and it showed. Thing is, wasn't ready to put an end to it so soon...
'Calm down... No need to rush... It'll be worth it, I promise.'
Following my advice half-heartedly, Robert stopped rolling his hips to try and cool off.
I seized the bottle, dripped a bit of the slick liquid on my fingers and spilled some more between his buttcheeks, massaging it into his skin with a gentle, but penetrating touch. My fingers ventured further and confidently, I caressed around his puckered hole, drawing a sharp, longing breath from the man beneath me. I slid a finger inside, bending it until I reached his swollen prostate and brushing over it with the tip of my digit without applying any pressure. Robert gasped, tightly clenching his muscles around me.
'AHh, Si-...'
With my other hand, I reached between my own legs and started to play with myself, riding the edge, but never to the point of getting there – in large part because I was concentrating on something far more fascinating...
I snagged Robert's waist and switched him around to lay him on his back. His florid cheeks grew redder with the display of his massive, quivering erection. Bloody hell.... It took me an insane amount of self-control not to take him right there on the floor, but I managed to convince myself it was even more entertaining to watch as I gave him a hard time... I took a sip of vodka and bent over to bring my glass to his parted lips, granting him with a taste. He closed his eyes briefly, savoring the tingling sensation slithering down his throat as I grasped his balls to roll them around in my slippery palm.
I opened his legs further and started to caress the skin around his already throbbing girth, almost tickling him, purposefully ignoring his demanding little sighs until he whined and curled his toes.
'For the love of god STOP...D-Do something, anything..., please Si-... just-'
I interrupted his incoherent babbling with a greedy, passionate kiss. I made it last longer than needed, delighting myself with his soft moans enveloping my tongue. I finally reached for his member with both hands, one holding the base firmly and the other circling the head of his cock with delicate fingers. I began to stroke his length achingly slow, massaging his shaft with the silky oil – leaving a glistening trail on his lower stomach. I removed my hand after each upward stroke – a tease so unbearable, Robert was moaning and groaning faintly. A never-ending circle of allowing him to give in, then deny his release.
Robert was getting close to the end way earlier than I anticipated. I rubbed more oil onto my palm, and laid it on top of the head of his cock – brushing in circular motions to push the overstimulation further – the thrill of his overgrown senses driving him completely insane.
'S-Slow down...mhMm...slow down or you'll make me come...'
I removed my hands from Robert's painful member and resumed to caressing the sensitive skin of his inner thighs. I slithered back on top and kissed him languidly, sucking his swollen tongue at every opportunity.
With a strength I didn't know he had in him, he tossed me around to get on top of me, his dewy member dripping precome on my abdomen. His eyes were dark as ever, with only a thin ring of blue surrounding his enlarged pupils. Last time I saw them so dilated was probably the first time we had sex – after a few lines of blow. Good fucking times... before things started to go south.
'Turn around' I said, lifting his upper body and gesturing him to get up and do a 180o.He froze for a moment, taken aback with my bold request. Seeing my insistent gaze, he eventually obliged, turning around to be facing away from me. He straddled my head with his knees and laid comfortably on top of my chest, my erection perfectly positioned in front of his willing mouth... By the looks of his own, I knew I could've made him come within seconds if I surrounded him with my lips.
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Feed the fire
FanfictionSomewhere during the year 1985, Simon recognized the need to change his ways with Robert when he noticed him starting to slip away... He recounts the time when he pushed his pretensions aside and decided to show him that he's capable of something mo...