𝖦𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖡𝗈𝗒 - 𝖡𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖪𝖺𝗎𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗓

"She's Perfect."

(A Week Later)

I sigh, resting my head on my fist. "Is Bill okay? He's been gone for a while now." I say, worry lacing my voice. Tom shrugs, sitting up on the couch. "Why don't you go check on him? He's your boy, isn't he?" I giggle, rolling my eyes. Standing up and walking my way to our bedroom. Nibbling on my lip, worried he could be sick or something.

I approach our bedroom door, it's cracked very slightly. I widen my eyes right away, recognizing this sound. The quick squelches fill my ears again, I smirk. Barging through, Bill's eyes go wide.

*SMUT*

Unable to miss the big erection gripped in Bill's right hand, his hair sticking to his face and neck. He looks so sexy like this. He slowly pulls the cover over himself, but it's too late. I've already seen him. And god he's even more beautiful than I could've ever imagined.

"I-I'm so sor-" He stammers. I cut him off, grinning wide. "Don't be sorry, Billy." I snicker, closing the door. I can barely see his hand grip himself tighter, cutie. "But aren't you weirded out?" He asks timidly, I shake my head proudly.

Walking toward him, he shuts right up. I say nothing as I crawl up the bottom of our bed to where he lays. Resting against the headboard as he stares at me, nerves getting the best of him. My fingers grip the edge of our sheet, pulling it down to his feet. A wet spot on his jeans. I smirk to myself, seeing that he's already hid himself again.

"Already started without me, huh?" I snicker, Bill looks up at me with puppy eyes. The click in his throat as he nervously swallows. "I'm sorry." He squeaks, I smirk. Sliding my hand up his thigh to his waistband, pulling it up. "P-Please." He whispers.

I smile, tilting my head. "What do you need?" I ask, knowing he's a straight up virgin is exciting. And knowing I can give him his first times are even more exciting. "P-Please suck me off." He begs, throwing his head back. I laugh, sliding my hand under his pants.

Keeping it out of his boxers, I feel his bulge. He hisses, grabbing the sheets beside him. I grab his length through the fabric with a firm grip. Bill gasps, the foreign feeling of another hand too much to handle. I smirk, watching his jaw drop.

"Oh god." He whispers quietly, thighs coming together. I can't help the huge smile that takes over my face as I slide into his boxers. Gently pulling his still hard cock out. He gulps loudly, gripping tighter to the bed.

As I look at it, I can't help but admire it. Big, thick and cute. So untouched it was obvious. His perfect blossomy pink tip, pale base with prominent veins decorating it up and down. Pulsing all for me as he leaks precum. My mouth waters at the sight of his perfect dick, so flawless and big it's almost inhumane.

"Such a pretty cock, Billy." I praise. Without a word, he shows me he likes it. His hips buck into my grasp as I take hold of the base, gently jerking him off. He moans sweetly, closing his eyes tightly. Tipping his head back to rest against the headboard.

"God your hand feels so good." He breathes out, his knuckles turning white. I chuckle, leaning down to taste him. Licking up his precum mess, he's salty yet sweet. Tightening my grip as I do, he squeals high pitched. "ah!~" He whimpers, heavily breathing.

I speed my hand up, engulfing his tip in my mouth. Bill instantly gains confidence, gripping my head with both hands and pushing me down. I gag slightly which sends Bill to the moon in pleasure. "Fuck Nova!" He moans, throwing his head back against the headboard. I begin to bob my head up and down, Bill's hips shuddering. Dick twitching in my mouth already.