Nothing Above You

Thirty seven

Enzo Marcelo

I'm dying. I want to push myself in him. Looking at those green eyes, look at me with such desire is holding me on a chokehold.

I lay beside him, pulling his leg over my knee while his other rests on the bed, keeping his leg open. I slowly knead his cock as I feel it pulse under my touch. I'm thankful that my towel is strong or my hard cock would've been at full display and I don't know what Mateo will think.

I want to be gentle with him but my mind is not letting me. The only desire to thrust my dick in him and make him cry my name is taking over me and I can feel myself losing to it. I have to keep reminding myself that it's his first time, I need to be gentle with him but gosh, the way those eyes look at me when I make him feel good makes me think otherwise.

My heart skips a beat when his hand snakes around my neck before pulling me towards him. I gulp harshly as I see his face, flushed cheeks with drowsy eyes. Heavy and deep sighs leave his mouth.

"Go ahead." He whispers over my lips making my dick throb. Without wasting a single second, I slowly tug on his pant and underwear before sliding my hand in his pant. His breath hitches against my ear as he clings on my neck and dips his face in my neck. Nothing about this man is making it easy for me to hold back.

Carefully, I reach under his pant, pushing my hand further until my fingers faintly graze his cock. His hold around my neck gets tighter as his breathing gets faster at my slightest touch. "Are you trying to choke me?" I tease him, my hands slowly caressing his hard cock, going up and down. He shakes his head before losening his grip and moving his face to look at me.

"It's embarrassing." He whispers, his cheeks resting against mine and I forget to breathe for a moment as I admire the beauty."Is it?" I place a small kiss on the tip of his nose before a smirk creeps on my face. "Don't worry, I'm shameless." I grin and his eyebrows knit at me.

Before he can comprehend, I slowly drag his pant and underwear down closely enough where he's cock is waiting for me. He yelps, looking at me in fear and I kiss his eyes before placing a passionate kiss on his lips. "Trust me, Matt." I whisper and he shakes his head, his doe eyes looking directly in mine. "It's not that I don't trust you, I..Its." He stutters, fumbling over his words as his cheeks get redder if it was even possible.

"I want you Mateo." I plead, my heart throbbing in my chest as my body burns in the desire to hold him. "There's nothing more in this world than the need to have you. If you are not ready, I won't force you." His emerald eyes shine when I say those words, his eyes zeroing at me when he raises his hips, allowing me to drag his pant down.

I look down before looking back at him. "Are you sure?" I whisper, gently tugging on the hem of his fabric when he nods. When I am done dragging the fabric down to his knees, my eye fall on his hard cock that springs out of it, standing proudly.

I look at Mateo, his eyes barely open as he looks at me. "Tell me if you feel like stopping, yeah?" My voice comes out in a low whisper and he licks his lips before nodding.

His eyes close when I warp my hand around his dick without a warning, making him inhale a sharp breathe. "Shit." He breathes out, holding onto my arm tightly when I move my hand up and down, rubbing his length.

"You're so fucking gorgeous." I nibble on his ear, mumbling those words in his ear when the movement of my hands starts to get faster. "Ah." Each pump on his cock brings out a blissful moan out of his mouth, blessing my ears. I see my hand working between his legs, going up and down as the vein on my arms start to get prominent.