Embracing His Syn (Nothing Special 2)

“Sorry I hit you in the nuts, but you needed reminding that they’re there.” Syn released a throaty laugh.

Furi chuckled against Syn’s jaw. “Mm hmm. Well whether it was warranted or not, it hurt.” Furi’s voice dropped a couple octaves and was now tinged with heat. “Why don’t you kiss it and make it all better.”

Syn lightly massaged Furi’s balls while his hips rocked against him. “Baby, I um ... um. I’ve never ... ya’ know,” Syn stuttered nervously.

“I know,” Furi whispered. “It’s okay if you don’t want to.”

“No, no,” Syn hurried. “I want to I just might suck at it.”

“That’s the point.” Furi smiled.

“You know what I mean. I might be terrible at it. What if I bite you?”

“Bite me! Why the hell would you do that?” Furi grasped Syn’s hips and ground into him. “Nibbling is good babe, but a full on bite can only happen on purpose. I don’t think you’ll have that problem.”

“Okay,” Syn said slowly inching his way down Furi’s long torso.

Furi reached up and turned on the small lamp next to the bed, flooding the room with soft light. “I have to watch this, baby.” Furi rose and slid back so his upper half was against the headboard. He spread his legs wide and let Syn settle himself between them. Furi’s cock was already hard; the foreskin pulled back revealing the head, a deep shade of red and the tip glistening with a large bead of clear fluid at his slit.

Syn stuck his tongue out and licked the pearl before it could leak down his shaft. “Sssss,” Furi hissed. Syn looked up and quirked one side of his mouth in a cocky grin. That hot tongue came out again, this time flicking the cap on the underside of his head. “Driving me crazy, Syn.”

Syn was taking his time using only his tongue to make long slow licks up Furi’s dick. Next, Syn nestled a little lower to tongue his balls – it felt good – but wasn’t nearly enough. Furi propped one knee up, letting it fall to the side. He put his palm on the back of Syn’s head and with his other hand around the base of his shaft, he nudged it against Syn’s lips. “Open up baby. Get it in your mouth.”

Syn lips parted but Furi didn’t miss the trembling of that plump bottom lip. Furi’s voice was rough but his touch was gentle. “It’s good babe. Just like that ... suck a little harder.” Syn applied more suction and tried to go down further but ended up gagging, pulling off abruptly. He looked embarrassed. “Fuck.” Syn wiped at his mouth.

Furi’s smile was seductive. He kept his cock pointed at Syn’s mouth and used his hand to ease him back down again. Syn opened a little wider this time and Furi raised his hips letting the head slide against Syn’s moist tongue and Furi groaned at the warmth of it. He didn’t push Syn down lower, he let him decide if he wanted to take more. Furi pumped the base of his cock while Syn sucked on his head. “Yeah, that feels good.”

Syn tried to inch down a little more and gagged loudly, pulling off again. “Goddamnit.”

“Baby, you’re doing fine.” Furi’s cock was hard and aching. “I love the sound of you choking on my dick. Fuckin’ turnin’ me on.”

“You’re lying. It doesn’t feel good to you. I look like a damn fool,” Syn grumbled. He looked like a disappointed child who was losing at his favorite game. It took everything in Furi not to laugh. When Syn tried to inch back up, Furi stopped him.

“Unh, unh, unh. Where do you think you’re going?” Furi’s hand was heavy on Syn’s shoulder pushing him back down. “Come on now. No one likes a quitter. Practice makes perfect, love.” Furi drawled. He took the tip of his cock and tapped Syn’s lips with it, making Syn laugh out loud at his teasing. “That’s it; open those soft lips for me.”

Syn opened so beautifully and Furi slid right in. He kept his palm on his dick to prevent Syn from trying to go down further, letting the man concentrate on the sensitive head. “Yeah, fuck. Mmm. Yeah, go ahead and lightly graze your teeth under the head. Lick under the foreskin.” Syn complied perfectly and Furi arched his back at the blissful sensation. “Ahhh. Perfect, baby.”

Syn continued to suck and nibble on the head until Furi began to feel that sexy burning sensation churning in his balls. His come was boiling within his sack, ready to explode up his shaft, into Syn’s hot mouth. “You ready to take my load, Syn?”

Syn’s guttural moan was enough of a yes for Furi. If he didn’t want it, then he’d pull off. Syn continued working the head, his strong jaw flexing repeatedly. Furi’s legs were restless, they moved back and forth along the cool sheets as his orgasm edged closer. Furi sat up further and placed his hand on Syn’s throat, wanting to feel him swallow his come. Syn’s body jerked and his enthusiasm spiked exponentially at that move. Oh god. Syn liked to be choked. He was so excited at Furi’s hand on his throat that it was spurring him on. Syn was zealously working his own cock, pumping his tight fist on the upper half, concentrating on his own blushed head.