Chapter 8 Cole

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The following week, Caleb and I make out and give each other hand jobs in every room of the church. I have been devouring porn so I can make it more incredible for him than he has ever experienced with his wife.

I am so curious to try the things I am seeing in the porn. I want to experience everything with Caleb. I want to make him moan and writhe the way he makes me. I have been thinking a lot about losing my virginity. I'm scared of the possible pain. But so desperate to know how it feels to have him inside of me. Porn makes it look amazing!

Even with the distraction of constant hard work, Caleb and I still manage to get work done. He has made it worthwhile by implementing an award system. We complete a task, and we get to cum. Best Job Ever!

I have been working on the kitchen today, and I'm a little irritated that it's just one long task—no handy today. A knock on the door frame pulls my attention from my work. Caleb is leaning against the doorway, sexy as ever, grinning. He walks towards me, pulling me into his arms.

He kisses me firmly on my lips, and I sigh into his mouth. "I have a surprise for you," He whispers into my ear, nipping at my ear lobe. "What is it," I say, already lust-drunk. He beckons me to sit on the large metal table before us. "Okay, now lay down," he says. I look at him a little funny. "Trust me," he says pushing me so that I am lying on the table.

He starts removing my boots. Then unbuttons and unzips my jeans, pulling them off my legs. Then he removes my underwear, leaving me naked from the waist down, bared to him.

He starts kissing me deeply, nipping at my bottom lip while stroking my cock. "MMMMM," I moan into his mouth.

Then he starts to kiss down my chest, nipping each nipple, causing me to gasp. He kisses the v towards my cock, causing me to squirm. The way he has me lying, I am hoping I will finally get to experience a blow job for the first time.

I am aching, and his mouth was so close. "Caleb," I whine. He just grins. Then his warm mouth is on my cock, and I see stars. When my cock hits the back of his throat, I moan, "Oh f...fuck feels so good," I babble. "Your fucking mouth I...I need more!" I say, arching my groin towards his mouth as he pulls off.

"Wait, don't stop," I whine. "Shhh," he says, smiling. He pulls a small bottle from his pocket and takes my cock back into his mouth. "Fuck!" my fingers are tangled in his soft locks. My head falls back as I arch into the wet warmth of his mouth.

Then I feel something at my hole, and I look up sharply. "Relax," He says, mumbling around my cock, his saliva runs down my balls, and I have no idea if a blow job is supposed to be better than this, but I can't imagine anything more euphoric than his mouth.

He sucks hard and, at the same time, slips in a finger. It doesn't hurt; it just feels a little weird. He slides it in and out while sucking on my cock then he crooks it, and I see fucking starbursts in front of my eyes. "Oh, holy fuck" I scream, arching my back. He slides a second finger in and hums on my cock as I leak pre cum like a broken faucet into his mouth.

He hits that spot again. "Caleb! I'm going fucckk." I let out a sound somewhere between a whimper, a sob, and a moan as I burst down his throat. He continues to massage that spot while I cum, and I am just a sobbing whimper mess by the time he pulls his fingers out.

I am curled on my side, my body humming. "That was fucking hot, angel," he says by my ear. I just hum quietly, dazed. He starts panting near my ear. "I'm..Cuming for you," he whispers near my ear, his voice strangled. And I realize he is finishing himself.

Our come-down ebbs, and I sit on the table, trying to hop down. My legs are a little wobbly, and Cable steadies me as I stand. "That was incredible, Caleb," I say as I dress. "What was that spot you kept hitting inside me?" I ask. "That was your prostate," He says, smiling. "It was fucking magic," I sigh.

When I finish dressing I walk over and kiss his lips. "I think I want you to take my virginity," I whisper onto his lips. Caleb pulls his head back, looking at me. "Are you sure, Cole?" his eyes show concern. "If you want," I say, blushing. He cups my face. "Oh, I do want to, Angel. But this isn't about me. You have to be sure." I kiss him again. "I am a million percent sure."

That is not all I want, though. After that epic blow job, I want to know what it feels like to stretch my mouth around his massive cock and make him just as crazy as he made me today.

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