Sex stories

Our secret part 2

*Authors note: Again, gay story. Don't like it you know the drill. I won't always do gay stories but I honestly love both and so does my bf. This is part two of our secret. Enjoy

All I can think about is him. After he left last week, I woke up confused, but my memory came back to me in an instant. My dick instantly hardened at all the words he said to me, all of the licking, the sucking. I've never felt such pleasure before.

Yet, I was embarrassed and humiliated. I've never enjoyed something so fucking much. I hated that all I could think about was more, or the desire to have his cock shoved down my throat. All I've thought about is calling him, in many different situations.

The thoughts of his humiliating, yet true, sexy words rang through out my mind. Getting exposed like that, seeing him on his knees, his touch, it was consuming my every thought. I haven't called him yet, because I'm scared and embarrassed of how much I'd go if I called him.

I looked down and realized I had yet another boner for the millionth time this week. I looked at the tent in my pants, debating if I should take care of it. Next thing you know, I'm naked on the bed, as I slide my hand to my dick.

I grabbed my dick in my hand, stroking it slowly, instantly imagining his. The thought of his hand rubbing my dick, urged me to go faster. Remembering the feeling of his tongue sucking on my nipples, I took my other hand and started pinching my soft, pink nipples.

I arched my back, running my thumb up and down over my slit. My toes curled, and I almost came right there. I couldn't stop teasing myself, what I really wanted was to cum, but here I was playing with my tip.

"Oh, fuck yes, oh Eli!"

I moaned out his name, going back to stroking my dripping dick. My balls tightened as my body tingled with pleasure. I heard a creak at my bedroom door and I peeked, it was Eli standing there watching me. His hand was in his pants, stroking himself, I wondered how long he had been there, as I continued stroking myself to an orgasm. I was so close, I didn't even care he watched. I looked him straight in the eyes and came all over myself.

I was coming down from my high, as i realized that I just came all over myself, and Eli was watching. Panic settled in and I grabbed my sheets, covering myself.

"W-what are you d-doing here?"

Eli took a few steps towards me.

"Well I hadn't seen you all week, so I was going to ask if you wanted to go out for lunch. I knocked, but you didn't answer, so I walked in. Fuck, I find you here moaning my name so seductively, it's almost like you're begging for it."

Eli said, taking more steps towards me. His voice was husky and deep, his eyes were completely dilated, leaving only a ring of green around his eyes. He ended up at the foot of my bed. His hand slowly started pulling at the sheets, uncovering my naked, cum-covered body.

I couldn't stop him, I didn't want him too. My dick instantly hardened, at the sight of him. All I've wanted was him, he looks so devilishly handsome. Eli crawled on top of me, immediately dominating me. I couldn't help, but love the feeling of being dominated.

"Aw, were you horny for Daddy? Did you want him? Look at you, making such a mess."

He cooed, as if he wasn't degrading me with his words. Eli leaned down and started at the bass of my stomach, he licked up every strip of my cum, looking me dead in the eyes as he did it. Eli groaned in the back of his throat, as he tasted my cum. My cheeks heated, I couldn't control the fact that I secretly loved that he liked to taste my cum.

"Do you want to play, pup? Do you want Daddy to truly satisfy you?"

I moaned at his words, nodding. Eli grabbed my chin and forced me to look him in the eyes.