Forsaken (The Protectors 4)

“Where else?” I asked after I let him play with himself for a good minute. Pre-cum leaked from his crown and stuck to his abdomen in glistening, sticky streaks.

Eli’s eyes flipped up to mine again and his mouth parted as if he were going to say something, but he didn’t. His hand tentatively dropped lower until he was cupping his balls and gently rolling them in his palm. I was having trouble staying on track because the sight of him playing with himself was a thousand times more erotic than I could have imagined. I lowered my own pants to free my cock, but ignored the rock hard flesh for my own balls.

“Where else?” I managed to ask as Eli began brushing one finger back and forth over the soft flesh just behind his balls. Since I wasn’t expecting him to actually do it, I nearly swallowed my tongue when Eli’s long fingers disappeared into his crack. I was about to reach for him so I could split him open to get a better view, but he surprised me yet again when he lifted his legs up and folded them in on himself, exposing his hole and the fingers that were gently massaging it. I forgot about my own aching dick and lowered myself so that I could run my tongue over one ass cheek, then the other, never taking my eyes off the sight of Eli fingering himself. I reached up with one hand to gently pull his fingers away, but instead of replacing them with mine like I was tempted to do, I stuck his fingers in my mouth and covered them with saliva. Eli let out a little moan as I sucked on his digits just a bit before placing them back on his eager hole.

He needed no instruction on what to do next. I kept licking closer and closer to his opening as he began pushing one finger inside of himself. I glanced up long enough to see he had managed to brace himself with his free arm so he could watch me watching him. I’d been with plenty of guys in my time, but I’d never seen someone so lost in their pleasure before. The intimacy of what was happening, the taboo aspect of it, either didn’t register or he didn’t care because he didn’t hesitate to keep working his finger farther into his body. I began placing little kisses on his hand as he fucked himself and when he needed more moisture, he eagerly sought out my mouth. By the time he had two fingers jammed deep inside his body, I was humping the bed looking for some relief of my own. I finally dipped my head and began running my tongue in circles around his stretched opening and the second Eli pulled his fingers free, presumably to add a third finger, I stiffened my tongue and stole into his quivering entrance. Eli’s reaction was instantaneous. Besides the hoarse shout that exploded from his lungs, his still wet fingers clamped down on my head and fisted in my hair until it was nearly painful.

I feasted on Eli’s ass like a starved man and when I finally pulled my tongue free of his trembling body, his hole was stretched wide. I quickly wet my fingers and pushed one inside of him. His muscles instantly clamped down on the digit and he shoved hard against my hand, trying to get more inside. Since my finger was as far in as it could go, I added my middle finger to the mix and twisted my wrist back and forth until Eli was whimpering for more. He used one hand to hold his leg back so I would have room to work while his other hand was frantically jerking at his cock. I kept up the motions with my fingers as I leaned down to lick over his balls. Eli let out a swift curse and bucked up against my mouth, impaling himself even farther on my fingers. His feet were flat on the bed and he was using them to leverage his body to get the angle and depth he wanted and needed. I sucked each of his balls into my mouth and played with them for a while as I eased off on the finger fucking, but when I spit out his balls so I could suck his dick into my mouth, Eli screamed my name and snagged me by the hair again. He fucked my mouth without reservation which was a clear sign of how close he was so I swiveled my fingers until I found the knot of nerves I was looking for deep inside of his body. The first stroke over his prostate had him freezing in place. The second had him letting out a loud moan that was definitely mixed with a couple of desperate pleas. The third one had him shooting into my mouth as his ass clamped around my fingers with so much pressure, that I barely managed to keep from spilling my own release on the bed.