Zustin - Tightrope

Holy

"That was a very fascinating documentary don't you think? The Chernobyl disaster is really interesting." I say as I turn off the tv and turn to look at Zayn who's apparently sleeping. As most times when we watch documentaries.

I move myself closer and start kissing his neck, slow and gentle. He still isn't waking up so I let my hand travel across his torso, just feeling around his perfect body. Still nothing. I move my hand lower and once it's by his dick I take a grip of it, and squeeze it.

"What the fuck." Zayn say completely disoriented.

"You're gonna want to be awake for this." I say as I now let my hand inside his pants and I take a firm grip, palming it at a slow pace before it gets hard.

I pull down his sweatpants and boxers all at once leaving them by the end of his legs and he manage to push them off completely with the help of his feet. I move myself down and his dick is standing straight up, hard as a freaking rock and I just look at it for a while because it's really so freaking hot. I put my hand gently around it, before leaning down with my head and lick the tip. I continue doing that for a while, just swirling around my wet tongue on the head. "Justin please." Zayn whines out loud. I looks up and smile at his desperate eyes. "As you wish." I says before bending down his head and directly covers his dick with my mouth, I go deeper than I ever have and I like it, I feel the tip of his dick hitting the back of my throat and I choke a little. Zayn moans out loud which makes me wanna continue going as deep as I can.

He taps on my shoulder "Justin, baby, that's too much you're not gonna be able to breathe." He says but I keeps going, up and down and let myself keep choking on his dick. Zayn moans out louder and louder and I love hearing it. But then  he taps my shoulder again "Justin, it's too much for you." I lift my hand up from where it was placed on his waist and hold it up in the air, giving him the middle finger hoping for him to shut up and I keep going.

I'm taking him all the way in, still giving some choking sounds sometimes but I feel like I'm starting to get used to it and I goes faster and faster. Pushing my whole head down to make sure I can get him exactly all the way in my throat, it's impossible because holy moly he is big, but I do take as much as could ever fit. I let go of his dick, lift my head up and stare him deep in the eyes.

"Zayn, I want you to fuck my mouth."

"W-what?" He stutteres out.

"I want you to put your dick in my mouth and fuck it as hard as you want."

"Justin no I can't do that I can hurt you."

"I don't care." I say and I directly take him in my mouth again, doing exactly what I did before but now I wait for Zayn to start thrusting but he's still just laying still.

I once again release him and look him in the eyes before I start talking "Zayn start moving your hips up and down, fast, or I'll stop." And once again I take him in my mouth. Now he start doing what I asked. He starts of slow and I keep choking more than before and he immediately stops. I get annoyed and slap him indicating for him to continue. He now goes faster and faster and I feel my saliva running down his dick mixed with pre-cum. I hold his hips with a tight grip digging my nails into his perfect naked skin.

We both find a pace that matches each other. He moans out so freaking loud that I swear his throat is gonna hurt tomorrow. I stay with his dick the furthest down my throat, just bopping my head extremely little so as much of his dick as possible is still inside of me, but so the tip repeatedly hits the back of my throat. He grab my hair and pushes my head and holds it there for a few seconds and now I really can't breathe, and then he instantly comes in the back of my throat. I directly lift up my head, swallow and try my best to catch my breath.