My hands in his hair tighten. "Sky," I rasp.
Then the base of his palm presses upward from the bottom of my throbbing balls. His fingers in me push deep, making me so fucking full. One finger rubs me just right, till I'm nearly shouting.
"Ah God, Sky…sweet Jesus." His mouth has gone slack on my cock.
"Suck me...please,” I beg.
I thrust into his throat, and his fingers press still deeper, making my knees fall open as I see stars—and then he sucks me like he means it. He hums as he does it, and I throb so hard I nearly blackout as my cum sprays down his velvet soft throat.
When he's finished, I feel drunk and dizzy, almost boneless, like I couldn’t get up if I had to. Sky is dazed, with big pupils and pink lips and that dreamy look on his mouth like he's smirking, but it's sweeter. I look at his pants and find he's damn near ripped a hole in them.
"You're nice and ready," I murmur, almost slurring from how good my body feels.
"I'm not coming in the stairwell." He smiles, looking abashed, and I sit up straighter.
"I think you're coming where I want you to come, McDowell. This might be your church but you're my husband and I'll make you come when you're rocking a boner like that. Fucking hurts."
I unzip his fly and reach into his pants and work his long, hard cock out through the zipper. Then I get up on my knees, my own half-erection bobbing, and pop his cockhead into my mouth. I suck and lick around its thick circumference.
"This discreet enough?" I rub his balls through his pants, already knowing that's where he wants my hands. He wants me rolling those big balls and tugging on them. Then he wants my fingers in his hole, filling his bottom like the filthy switch he really is.
"I can just suck like this," I offer in a whisper.
I don't suck, though. I lick up and down his shaft, thrusting my tongue into his fly to taste the warm, fragrant skin of his base. I bathe his cockhead with my tongue, with focus on his tiny slit and that sweet spot there at the underside of his thick, oozing cockhead.
I can tell he's given in when his hips tremble and his hands come down on my head. "Vance..."
I palm his balls again, groping through the fabric of his pants. Then I draw my mouth off his cock. "Could just take these down a little." I pull his pants down his hips, and he shuts his eyes as I unbutton them and tug his boxer-briefs down. I hook them behind his balls, so they're covering my access to his hole, and I start licking his sac how he likes.
Soon enough he's groaning, grunting as I suck one of his balls into my mouth. He can barely stay on his knees. He's swaying, his whole lower body shaking.
"Like that, huh? If only you could take these all the way down” —I tug at his boxer-briefs— “Then I could get to something else."
"Not on the stairs," he groans.
"Oh okay. Just the cock then." I start licking again, and he growls as he jerks his boxer-briefs down with a glance at the bottom of the stairwell.
"If we can walk down there, I'll lock it," he groans.
I grin. "Be my guest, Pastor."
I watch as he hobbles down the stairs, ass bared to me, huge cock jutting out in front of him and bobbing with each step. He tries to push it back into his boxer-briefs, but it springs out.
"Dammit," he snarls, taking the stairs two at a time. He practically falls against the bottom door before slapping his card against it. Then he turns around, his back pressed to the door, and he slides down it. It’s my turn to take the stairs two at a time, with my dick bobbing, as he slides spreads his legs and strokes his own cock.
"God Vance, I'm losing my mind..."
“Not yet,” I whisper, “but pretty soon you will be.”
I start with his balls, sucking and laving them with my tongue till he's groaning loudly, shifting his hips, thrusting a little, making his dick bob. "Suck me," he manages.
So...I suck his asshole, and he comes undone. He's shivering as I glide a lubed finger in, and when I find his prostate, his whole body jerks, and he shouts.
"Oh shit. Shit, Vance. Somebody's gonna hear..."
I pull my shirt off, shove it in his mouth, and give him a grin. He looks so dazed. It's fucking cute.
Then I suck his dick into my mouth, blowing him just like he likes to be blown—lots of small licks all along the sides of his shaft, lots of tongue action around his head, and then some teasing sucks and at last deep-throating so he can blow in the snug warmth of my throat.