As far as nicknames went, I supposed it was better than him calling me Pop-pop considering the circumstances, but being named after a cartoon raccoon wasn’t really going to do it for me. “We’re going to have a serious conversation about your choice of nicknames for me,” I said as I gave his dick a tight squeeze. “Later,” I added and then I grabbed his hips and dragged them closer. I shoved his underwear down, exposing his dick. The pre-cum glistening from the tip was calling my name, but it wasn’t lost on me what I was about to do.

“Magnus, you don’t have-”

That was as far as Dante got before I ran the flat of my tongue across his crown, savoring the salty-sweet taste of him.

“Fuck,” Dante bit out.

I gave him another few experimental licks and then trailed my tongue down his shaft. The newness of the experience was overshadowed by the moans of pleasure that fell from Dante’s mouth. Somewhere in the back of my head, it was registering that I actually had my mouth on another guy’s junk, but it was all secondary to how good it felt to be pleasuring him in this way. To know I was the one pulling those sounds out of his mouth.

I worked my way back up his length and then closed my mouth around just the tip of him. I sucked him lightly and he instantly shoved his dick farther into my mouth. I managed to put my hand around his base to keep him from going any deeper because I could feel my gag reflex threatening to kick in.

“Shit, sorry,” Dante said. “Magnus-”

I didn’t give him time to spew some more crap about how I didn’t need to do this. Instead, I took as much of him in my mouth as I dared and then swirled my tongue around the crown before hollowing out my cheeks. I was rewarded with a slew of curses which just emboldened me. I felt fingers sifting through my hair, but there was no pressure trying to force me farther down on him. But he also wasn’t thrusting into my mouth anymore and that wasn’t acceptable. I wanted him to lose his mind the same way his touch could make me lose mine. With that thought in mind, I began working him over as best I could, using my free hand to massage his balls. But I’d forgotten that we were doing a give and receive thing and I shouted around his flesh when my own dick was sucked into a hot cavern of pure ecstasy. I clearly didn’t have the finesse Dante did as he expertly sucked me, but I did my best to keep up and was thrilled when he finally began fucking my mouth. We’d both shifted so that we were lying on our sides so I was able to palm Dante’s ass as I blew him. I’d been planning on toying with his hole to drive him even higher, but he beat me at my own game and I actually released his dick when the rough pad of a finger pressed against my opening.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” I moaned as I dropped my head to Dante’s thigh. He was rubbing back and forth over my entrance even as he was hoovering my cock. The combined sensations were too much for me to bear and I couldn’t stop the orgasm that slammed into me. “I’m coming!” I shouted in belated warning since I didn’t know if Dante wanted me to come in his mouth. I had my answer a second later when he gripped my ass hard and held me in place as I shot down his throat. Pleasure flooded my nerve endings as the coil inside of me snapped and exquisite relief wrapped around me like a blanket. It took several long minutes to come down from my high. I opened my eyes – I didn’t even remember closing them – and settled them on Dante who was watching me with a happy smirk on his face.

“I always was good with numbers,” he said with a chuckle.

I shook my head at him and then turned my attention to his cock which was still heavy with need. I didn’t hesitate to suck it back into my mouth and then I went to town on him, intent on pulling the same pleasure out of him that I’d experienced only moments ago. It took much less time than I thought because Dante was shouting his warning within a matter of minutes. I didn’t know what to expect as he came, but I didn’t pull off him. The first blast of cum startled me, both with the force of it hitting the back of my throat and the taste. Another shot filled my mouth before I could even swallow and I was forced to pull off. More cum pelted my chin and the rest hit my neck and dribbled down onto the bedding. I swallowed what was in my mouth. It was a mix of salty and bitter, but it wasn’t bad. I used my hand to wipe my neck and chin and licked off what was there, then lowered my head to lick my way down Dante’s spent dick. The taste grew on me and I collected every last drop. When I finally looked up at him, he was staring at me with an unreadable expression.

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