Barely Legal. [Milex]

Darkness In Our Hearts

A few days later, after having his hot breath against my ear telling me some sweet words I've never loved so much before, I texted Alex. Asking him when and where we could see each other to talk. He simply responded "Saturday? My house at 2 pm?" I responded with a positive yet short answer: "Sounds good!". He didn't respond after that, I guess that was all he had to say to me, at least by text.

It was currently the night before our meeting. I was having trouble falling asleep, I always had when I was nervous, and knowing I was going to see such a man the next day was an obvious reason to be nervous. If I died it would be completely understandable. I kept rolling on the bed over and over again, covering and uncovering my body with the blankets, it was a nightmare! I actually wished it was a nightmare, at least I'd be sleeping. I knew the alarm was going off at 11 am so I could get ready. It was 3 am at the moment, meaning I had 8 hours until that. It was perfect! But it still took me an hour to finally fall asleep in the most umcomfortable position ever.

The next morning when my alarm went off I just smacked my phone onto the ground to make it stop, luckily, it worked. Didn't even care if I broke it. I stayed static on the bed for a while, thinking about what was coming that day. Wondering if he was as anxious as I was. Honestly, nobody could ever be as anxious as I was. Something was telling me I wasn't getting good news, just a nice chat about him still thinking and me still waiting, making everything around me worthless again.

My mind went back to the last time I was at his house and everything went to hell. Like it usually does. But just before that, when I practically cornered him. When he had me against the door, pressing his figure against mine as his tongue was warm on my neck...

I groaned at the images in my head. My hand that was resting on my stomach went lower and lower as my mind kept remembering that moment. Fooling myself on thinking it was him the one touching me.

I slipped my hand under my pants, softly running my fingers along my shaft. I felt the exciment fill my entire body, making me shake. I was already hard.

"Alex..." I moaned silently, picturing his body on top of mine and his strong fingers around me, moving painfully slow just to tease me.

My hand gripped the base harshly and started to move at a normal speed. I kept biting the edge of my shirt to keep myself quiet. There weren't many times I did that, I respect him too much to think about him when touching myself. I've only done it a few times but never with real images.

Now I had captured all the necessary images to do this the right way. I knew how his hands felt on my skin, how his tongue... Oh my God, his tongue.

I hated to be a desperate teenager but I was so far into it I couldn't even slow down my movements. Thrusting my hips up to meet them. I was a mess under my own pathetic touch. My mind drifted to his pink lips, imaging them wrapped around my cock. His head moving up and down as a few strains of his hair fell on his face.

"Fuck..." I cursed under my breath. Breathing heavily with my eyes closed, just to keep picturing a moment that didn't existed.

I gripped the sheets as I was getting closer to the edge. My thumb played with the tip of my cock, but in my head was his tongue instead, slowly licking the... slit...

"Shit!" I moaned a bit louder as I came messily into my fist. It took me a while to calm down my breathing and to move my hand from under my pants.

There was no escape from a shower after that. I was getting sleepy again, and I was all sticky and sweaty. I got up from the bed and went to my bathroom without hesitation. It was past noon, meaning I was late to our meeting.
I got into the shower quickly and used every single product inside my bathroom to wash my body and hair.