(anyway back to that gay shit)
I was in my room, three fingers buried in myself, my other hand up by my mouth. I was biting down on it in attempt to keep myself quiet. My back arched off the mattress as I brushed my fingers over my prostate.
I whimpered and pushed back on my fingers. "Mm such a pretty thing you are." A voice came from my doorway. I gasped, jumping slightly. I calmed down seeing it was only Josh. He was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face.
"Jeez you almost gave me a heart attack." I said. He smiled and closed the door, walking over to me. "So who gave you permission to touch yourself?" He asked, crawling over me and kissing at my jaw.
"Me the fuck?" I asked. He chuckled and continued to kiss down further. He latched his lips onto my nipple and I whined, arching my back again. He pushed on my chest until my back was down against the bed.
"Sit still." He said. He gripped my cock and gave it a rough tug. I inhaled shakily. He smirked and stuck his tongue out, pressing it to my tip. I whined as he pressed harder before sucking lightly.
He pulled his mouth away and chose instead to tease me with his hand, rubbing and circling my tip with his finger. My hips jerked upwards involuntarily. Josh bit his lip to try to hide a smile and continued to tease me.
His other hand traveled down and he abruptly shoved three fingers in my hole. I moaned as he pumped his fingers in and out of me at a fast pace while his only hand remained pleasuring my cock.
He edged me a few times before I jerked away. "Fucking hell let me cum." I whined. "Hmm no." He said. "Josh." I pouted. He smiled but continued with his teasing.
When I was about to cum again he pulled his hands away as I moaned in overstimulation. He let me calm down a bit before starting again. I whined and bucked my hips up.
"Please fuck pleasee." I begged. He jacked me off at a fast pace. "Hmm should I let you cum?" He asked. "Yes. Yes, fuckkkk." I moaned, squirming around the bed. He smirked. "Alright go ahead whenever you need too baby." He said.
I was cumming all over my stomach and his fist before he even finished the sentence. He continued to stroke me through my high. He then gathered some of my cum on his fingers and bought it up to my mouth.
I opened my mouth and sucked on his fingers. When he pulled his hand away he started unbuttoning his jeans. "Now, help me out yeah?" He asked. I nodded and slipped down to the floor.
He stepped out of his Jeans and stood in front of me. I pulled his boxers down and gripped him, licking up the underside of his cock. He hummed and tilted his head back. I took his member into my mouth and started bobbing my head.
After a few minutes he dropped a hand down and gripped my hair, suddenly thrusting into my mouth. I gagged slightly but continued until he was cumming down my throat.
I swallowed then popped off. He pulled me to my feet and kissed me. "You're fucking amazing." He said. I smiled. "I guess you're pretty great too." I said. He playfully rolled his eyes and kissed me again.
(Short chapter but still qualityyy. This isnt related to the story whatsoever but my art teacher knows I hate painting, it's not that I can't paint I just dislike painting but he keeps giving me painting projects and just uhghfhhhbsbsnns)
