Wicked Lies Boys Tell

“I’m going to suck your dick, Penn.” I smirk at him. “I need the practice.”

He smiles, bright and radiant and fucking happy. I did that. Me. Copeland motherfucking Justice.

I kneel beside my bed and admire his cock. He’s slightly thicker than me, but mine is longer. Unease roils in my stomach. Ignoring it, I take his dick in my hand. It’s just Penn. I don’t have to freak the hell out because it’s just my best friend. If I fuck up, we’ll laugh together and move on. The pressure to be perfect isn’t there. He already knows I’m not perfect. He accepts me anyway.

“This is surreal,” he breathes, his brown eyes like liquid pools of lust.

Leaning forward, I lick his tip. I’m met with a salty but nice flavor. His groan when I wrap my lips around him gives me a spike of confidence. He grips my hair and lets out a choked sound.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck.”

I smile against him and then close my eyes as I give in to my task. Bobbing and sucking and licking, I try to do all the things to him that feel good on me. Based on the way he thrusts his hips up and curses every few seconds, I’d say I’m doing okay. I pop off his dick and love the heated, wild look he regards me with.

“Spread your legs apart,” I instruct as I grab the bottle of lube.

His brows furrow together, but he obeys. As I lubricate my finger, he watches with a mixture of excitement and apprehension.

“I’ll go slow and easy,” I tell him. “If you want me to stop, tell me.”

He nods and swallows audibly. “I don’t want you to stop.”

Laughing, I grab his dick again. “I haven’t started yet. You don’t know that.”

“You could kill me right now and I’d die from happiness,” he rasps out.

With my eyes on his, watching for nonverbal cues, I start sucking his dick again. This time, I tease the puckered hole of his ass with my slick finger. He’s nervous and clenches.

“Relax,” I whisper against the tip of his dick. “I want to feel you inside.”

He groans, but nods. “I want that too.”

I take him deeper in my mouth, his tip threatening to make me gag, as I push my finger a little inside him. He hisses out a sharp breath. Slowly, I ease my lubricated finger into the tight channel of his ass.

Images of my dick inside him, his ass gripping me the way he does my finger right now, has a growl of desire humming through me.

“Cope…” His whimpered pleading way he says my name has me slowing.

“Yeah, Penn?”

“It feels good…it hurts…”

“It hurts?”

“It burns but…” Brown eyes lock with mine. “I want more, though.”

I release his dick to grab the lube again. Dripping some onto my other finger, I get that one nice and wet before I urge it inside him too.

He clenches his eyes closed and his ass tightens. I nip at his inner thigh. “Relax,” I growl, “or it’ll hurt worse.”

On command, he does as instructed. Gently, I stretch him with my second finger. His eyes squeeze tight again and a tear races down his temple.

“Should I stop?” I ask, my voice merely a whisper.

“N-No.”

When I start sucking his dick again, with my fingers barely moving in his ass, he seems to find his way back to pleasure again. Soon, he’s back to enjoying the way my tongue teases him and the way my fingers probe him doesn’t seem to bother him as much anymore.

“I want to taste you, Penn,” I murmur. “Are you close?”

“So close,” he chokes out.

It doesn’t take but a few more swipes of my tongue along the underside of his hot dick before he’s coming with my name bursting from his lips. His salty cum shoots into my mouth. I expect to gag or some shit, but I find I like the way he tastes and swallow him proudly. Easing my fingers from him, I then snag up the towel and wipe away the lube from my hand.

“Come here,” he growls, grabbing my shoulders and pulling me to him.

Our mouths meet again, eagerly and happily. My dick aches for some relief as I grind against his hip. He puts me out of my misery and wraps his hand around me.

“Pour that lube on your cock so I can make you feel good too,” he orders, his grip tightening around me.

I fumble around behind me until I find the bottle. After pouring a good amount on my dick, he rubs it all over, his palm easily sliding up and down my length now. We kiss hard as he jacks me off. It feels so fucking good. I’m looking forward to the day when I can lose myself inside of him.

I want it.

I want it so damn bad.

Images of him whimpering into the pillows as I stretch his ass with my dick have me coming abruptly. I soak his stomach with my cum and moan loudly. He nips at my bottom lip.