The Mighty Fall In Love

Chapter Nine

CHAPTER NINE

Pete kneels on top of me on all fours, his hips grinding my own.

He kisses me with such hunger and demand, and I kiss him back harder. My hands run through his hair, and then slide down his body. Pete's lips leave mine as they travel down my neck, my chest, and my stomach, down to the waist band of my boxers.

With ease and grace, Pete pulls down my boxers with his teeth.

Just his proximity makes adrenaline course through my veins and desire fill the pit in my stomach. He looks up at me as he pulls off my underwear, leaving me completely exposed, a wicked grin on his face.

Pete check's out my package.

"Fuck," he says, surprised, grinning devilishly. "Didn't know you were so built."

I feel myself blush bright red, and with that, Pete wraps his lips around my "built" little member.

I moan loudly at his touch. He sucks me like an expert, head moving back and forth, tongue circling, blowing me better than I have ever been. I wonder where he got all his expertise.

My back arches and I pant, tugging at his hair.

"Peeeete," I moan, my heart beating rapidly, pleasured to a new level by the suction of his lips.

Fuck, I think to myself, coming closer and closer to my climax.

"Peeeeeeete," I moan louder, digging my finger nails into his neck, scratching. "I'm gonna..."

Pete ignores my warning and I cum in his mouth. He swallows, looking up and into my eyes with his lips still around me. He sucks once more, and then pulls his head back, his lips leaving my cock.

He smiles at me, grinning. I beam back at him, wishing he was still blowing me. Panting, he falls beside me on the bed, and I realize it's my turn to give him head.

I pull myself on top of Pete, my knees on either side of his hips. I drop my body onto his and grind my hips into his forcefully as I kiss him, tongue exploring his mouth and teeth, tasting my own cum.

My tongue drops and travels over his buff body, taking my time and tormenting him.

"Trick," Pete mumbles. "Stop teasing and just blow me."

I smile to myself and take longer going down his body. When I reach his waist band, I pull his boxers down using my teeth, just as he did.

I look at his dick, standing straight up, waiting. I check him out.

Damn, I think to myself. I guess I wasn't I the biggest in the room.

Surprising myself, I lick him like a popsicle, still teasing.

Pete yanks my hair, rounding his back as I finally wrap my lips around him. I suck him, starting slower, but quickening my pace.

"Tr-triiiiick," he moans my name as I rock my head up and down.

I laugh to myself, sucking harder and deeper.

"Tr-tiiiiiiiick," he wails again. "S-suck ha-harder."

I do as I'm told and Pete reaches his climax, his cum filling my mouth. I swallow, ignoring the peculiar taste, and pull back, grinning.

Pete pants, catching his breath, and I lean in again for one last lick before falling on top of him, front to front, our naked bodies pushed together. I rest my head on his chest and listen to the beating of his heart, also trying to catch my breath.

"Ho-holy fuck, Trick," Pete stutters.

I look into his eyes and see them filled with love.

"I l-love you," he murmurs. "I-I love you so fucking much."

"I love you so fucking much, too," I whisper back.

Pete chuckles quietly and I tilt my face towards his. We kiss passionately and lovingly, and even though we didn't go all the way, tonight's action was more than enough action to keep us content.

We fall asleep in a heap of tangled limbs, naked, breathing in each other's scent and trying to hold on to the perfect night.