Chapter Three
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"I need your mouth, Peter," he whispered.
I lowered myself down between his legs and I knelt there as I grabbed hold of the base of his hard d**k. I looked up at Mike's face as I gently pulled it towards my mouth. He was watching me, his eyes filled with lust. I reached my tongue out and licked the head, tasting the pre-come that had gathered. Mike moaned loudly and his right hand moved to the back of my head.
"Suck it," he whispered as his hand pushed my head down. The head slipped into my mouth and I clamped my lips around it. I swirled my tongue around as I slowly took more of his shaft into my mouth. I gently sucked as I slowly bobbed my head up and down his shaft. I used my right hand and twisted it around as I slid it up and down the shaft in rhythm with my mouth.
Mike groaned loudly. "Oh, f**k, yeah, suck my cock... faster... yeah, just like that..."
I moaned around his d**k and began bobbing faster and sucking harder. I used my left hand to gently stroke his balls. I knew he was getting close by his breathing and the way his hips were pushing up trying to pump deeper into my mouth. Mike's other hand moved to my head and he gripped my head tightly and held it still. He shouted "f**k!" and I felt his d**k pulse and the first jet of come blasted onto the roof of my mouth. My mouth quickly filled with warm semen and I instinctively swallowed. He must have pulsed at least six or seven times in my mouth. I swallowed again before I let him slip from my mouth.
I moved and laid on my side on the right side of his body. He wrapped his right arm around my shoulder and kissed my forehead. I gently stroked the hair on his chest.
"Jesus, Peter, no one has ever sucked my c**k so good. You were amazing."
"Thanks," I said quietly.
We laid together quietly for a while. My d**k was still hard and throbbing. I wanted Mike to touch it or suck it so bad, but for some reason, I was afraid to ask him. I nuzzled my nose and lips into his neck and I pressed my d**k into his side hoping he'd get the hint. He rolled me over onto my back and climbed on top of me, pushing my legs apart with his beefy thighs. He kissed me passionately and moved down my neck to my n*****s, which he sucked and licked each in turn. I moaned and pushed my hips up wanting him to go down further. He kissed between my pecs, then my belly button. He pushed back so that he was kneeling back on his haunches between my legs. He dumped a tube of KY lube and a box of condoms out of the grocery bag and tossed them onto the floor.
I wasn't sure if I was ready to go all the way yet. I had only done it with my boyfriend and that was after we had dated for four months.
"Mike... I don't know if--"
"Shh," he said and he covered my mouth with his and kissed me. His tongue aggressively pursued my own and I played back. I felt the cold lube being smeared around my hole, I moaned into his mouth and tried to push him away. When his finger entered me, it gently thrust and twisted and quickly found my prostate. I whimpered and relaxed into the bed and let Mike finger me. He was sucking my n*****s when a second finger pushed into me.
By the time Mike was unrolling the condom onto his hard c**k, all my willpower had left me. I let him push my knees forward and put my ankles on his shoulders. He groaned loudly as he entered me and it hurt so bad. I wasn't ready yet. I squeezed my eyes shut tight and bit my lower lip. "Mike... wait..."
"Give it a second... you'll get used to it... I'll make it feel really good..."
Mike stayed still for a moment, then grabbed my ankles and bent forward. My legs slid down and the back of my knees locked around his elbows, his hands planted on either side of me. He began slowly thrusting. I whimpered when he slid past my prostate. He took that as encouragement and began pushing in and out harder and faster.
He was grunting and moaning loudly and the bed was groaning and thumping rhythmically under us.
"Unh... fuck... Peter, you're so f*****g tight."
Mike was f*****g me hard and fast and I finally couldn't stand it anymore. I reached down and grabbed my d**k and began jerking it in rhythm with Mike's thrusts. I got to the edge quickly. "I'm gonna come, Mike!" I panted.
The first shot hit Mike's chest and dripped down onto me. The remaining shots coated my chest and stomach. My contracting and throbbing hole was too much for Mike and he shouted out as he filled the condom with his seed. Mike pulled back and let my legs fall to the bed. He pulled the condom off and tied the end. He grabbed a tissue from my nightstand and wadded the condom up inside it.
He collapsed on the bed next to me and tried to catch his breath.
"I need to get going, Peter. Do you mind if I take a quick shower?"
I got up and wiped myself off with my t-shirt, slipped my briefs on and got a clean towel and washcloth for Mike, and told him to help himself to the shower gel and shampoo.
I went to the kitchen and got a bottle of water and sat at the table and drank it. Mike came out a few minutes later fully dressed. He looked at his Blackberry.
"I gotta go, Peter."
I got up and walked Mike to the door. Mike leaned down and kissed me.
"I had a good time," he said. "I'll see you Monday morning."
"Okay. Bye, Mike."
I shut the door and bolted the lock. I heard Toby's southern accent outside the door.
"Hey, bub," he said.
"How's it going?" Mike replied.
I looked out the peephole and saw Toby disappear into his apartment.
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