The Silver Fox (Red's Tavern 3)

He lapped on my cock, feeling it out, getting used to the way it fit into his mouth. I tried to keep my cool, slowly letting myself open my eyes and look down at him again.

He hummed as he took me a little deeper, and the light vibration sent a shudder through me.

“I could get used to this,” he said as he paused to pull off, licking slow stripes up the sides of my shaft.

“Not so bad?”

“Not bad,” he said. I could feel his lips move as he spoke. “Really good, actually. It’s hot knowing how it must feel for you.”

“Exactly,” I said, trying to control my breathing as he sank down onto me again.

For a while I watched him, my body frozen in place. Some part of me must have still worried that Rock would suddenly change his mind, would realize that he was sucking another man’s dick, and disappear. It was irrational, but it was hard to process the fact that he actually wanted this. Actually wanted me.

But as he sank down on my cock, over and over again, taking it to the hilt, my little threads of nervousness slowly disappeared into thin air. I couldn’t focus on that when what he was doing felt so goddamn good. I could see him improving his skills in real time, and he gained confidence, too, as he learned how much he could take.

He flicked his tongue along the ridge of my head and my hips bucked upward involuntarily.

“Fuck. Sorry,” I uttered.

“Are you kidding? I love that,” he said, pulling off me for one second. “You can grind into me all you want.”

My cock twitched at his words and he smiled, immediately taking me back into his mouth and doing it again.

I let my hands settle onto the sides of his head, holding him, knowing he had all the power in the world to make me come.

He hummed. I could feel myself unraveling slowly, and I knew exactly what was going to happen soon.

“It’s so good,” I said quietly. “I—you might actually want to get off of it.”

“Hmm?” he hummed again from around my dick, and the vibration only made things feel better.

“I’m gonna come soon, Rock. Just giving you fair warning—fuck—”

He doubled down, grabbing the base of my cock with his fist and pumping me just a little harder, swirling his tongue around like some kind of expert.

I’d warned him I was close, knowing that he might not want to have me come in his mouth for his first time ever blowing someone. But now my thighs were starting to shudder. That moment was coming, and coming fast, and he wasn’t even trying to get off of me.

“God, don’t stop,” I murmured.

He was just as hungry and confident here as he was everywhere else in life, it seemed.

Straight boy was absolutely going to make me come, and it seemed like he was down to let me do it right into his mouth.

I gripped the sides of his head as my hips started bucking upward involuntarily again. I couldn’t think about anything anymore.

It was just pure sensation. His wet, hot mouth on my shaft, unrelenting in the best way possible.

He wanted this. And in true Rock fashion, he was going to get exactly what he wanted.

“Coming—” I managed to gasp as I lost control, feeling the wave roll through me and crash down hard. I pulsed over and over again into his mouth, and goddamn if he wasn’t a champ. He stayed on my cock, swallowing around me before lapping up even more.

I was absolutely melting into the bed. My body sank like a stone, finally calm and completely fucking satisfied. I realized I was still gripping the sides of Rock’s head and I gently released him, my hands falling to either side of me.

He slowly pulled off, careful not to lick at my sensitive head. I opened my eyes slowly, blinking heavily as I watched him wipe his lips with the back of his hand, his eyes trailing over my entire body.

I cleared my throat. “Sorry,” I said, my voice feeble. “I came a lot.”

A small smile appeared on his face, dimples and all. “I clearly don’t mind,” he said, pointing down. He reached for a water bottle on the nightstand, taking a big swig.

“Wow,” I said, seeing that he was still very hard, his cock erect and ready to go.

“Yeah. That was crazy fucking hot, Perry.” He collapsed down onto the bed next to me. “And don’t even apologize for coming a lot. Maybe if you make me come sometime you’ll see… you ain’t got nothing on me.”

“What? You come a lot, too?”

“About the same, but I’m kind of a shooter, I guess you could say.”

“Well, that’s hot as hell,” I murmured.

“Yeah? You like that?”

“Rock, I’ve specifically looked for porn where the guys are known for being shooters. I love it.”