Letting off Steam

Chapter 1

It was hard to remember when this little arrangement of ours started. When and how we came to the agreement that it was perfectly cool to just fuck each other when we we're feeling a little backed up so to speak. It was supposed to end right there, just a quick bump and grind so we could blow a load and move on with our days. But... it's kind of gotten out of hand.

I had to adjust myself in my jeans as I finished with the knot that officially tied James' hands to the bed post. A firm glare was directed towards me as he realized that this was really happening.

"You're a kinky fucker you know that?" He said, the glare on his face softening as i grabbed a hold of his member and gave it a few strokes.

"Says the one who's tied up and still rock and hard."

I smirked at him before dragging my nails lightly down his chest, knowing very well it tickled. I watched as he tried not to squirm and suppress his laughs.

"God dammit, why'd I agree to this again?" He was grinning now, subtly telling me to get on with his side of the bargain. I licked my lips in anticipation, and I was a bit taken aback by how excited I was to do what I was about to do. A few months prior and I would have punched anyone, even James, for asking me to suck them off. Now, I actually wanted to.

I wanted to taste him, to the smooth texture of his cock as it slid against the back of my throat. To smell the bitter earthy smell that was his musk. To taste the salty drops of precum that beaded out from his leaking cock. It was even better when I knew I was in complete control over him while doing so. To feel him squirm and buck as I teased him closer and closer to the edge. To know that in that very moment, all he cared about where my lips wrapped around his cock. There was something oddly satisfying about having that much control over someone.

"Oh right, we had a deal didn't we?" I tried to sound disappointed, but I know I wasn't fooling him. I was just as excite about this as he was. I grabbed his dick in one hand and slowly made my way down to his member, making sure to keep his locked with mine the whole way down. I opened my mouth and let my tongue roll across his member, base to tip, all the way massaging him with my hand. I looked up at him for a moment, stopping my ministrations on his cock to look at that perfect expression of his, one of pure bliss. Though it was soon replaced by impatience and a slight whine escaped from his lips.

I laughed but quickly took him into my mouth and hummed as I did so. I worked my tongue all around his thick hard shaft and took him as far back into my throat as I could. I could hear him struggle against his restraints probably desperately wanting to wrap his fingers in my hair and keep me there forever. I worked him slow, my hand right behind my mouth to keep glorious friction on him at all times. His breaths were heavy and laced with deep groans as he obviously enjoyed what I was doing to him.

"Fuck Aleks, your way too fucking good at this." He said airily, trying to keep himself from bucking up into my mouth. I smiled around his dick, laughing as I let it slide out of my mouth with a pop. I kept my hand pumping him as I crept my way back up to his face. I leaned down and took his lips with my own using my free hand to finally free my now massive erection from its cloth tomb. I kissed him hard and passionately, letting my tongue wash over his wondering if he could taste himself. He was quickly becoming one of my favorite tastes and I was too horny to worry about what exactly that meant at the moment.

I slid out of my jeans and sat on his lap letting our bare cocks press against each other, his still slick with my spit. I grabbed both of us in my hand pumping us together, my lips still locked with his loving the feeling of him beneath me. I broke the kiss to look down at him, his lips red and moist pointed into a sloppy grin. His dark eyes were glazed over from pure lust and I had a feeling mine looked similar.