Page 24 of Chasing After You (Twisted Desires #3)

He leaned over to pull his feet through. And as his pants dropped unceremoniously to the ground, he straightened back up, his hands fluttering in front of his crotch like they didn’t know what to do.

“Turn around,” I smirked.

He gulped, but followed my instruction, slowly turning until his back faced me.

“Fuck,” I hoarsely whispered, awestruck at the two bouncy, sculpted globes framed by the stark white lines of a jockstrap. “Now turn back to me and take the jock off.”

Josh’s ass clenched at my words, his muscles rippling in all their glory. He turned back to me, and timidly pulled the underwear down, down, down, stepping out as they reached his feet.

His hands immediately went to shield his cock, but my sharp tsk stopped them in their tracks.

“Look at that gorgeous cock,” I purred, a predatory smile spreading across my face.

“I-is it okay?”

I huffed a laugh. “It’s more than okay, angel. It’s already leaking. Such a slutty cock you have. I fucking love it.”

“T-thanks,” Josh stammered, looking at his feet.

“Now, drop to your knees and crawl to me,” I coolly demanded. “Kneel between my legs.”

As directed, Josh lowered himself to his knees. But before beginning to crawl, he shot me an unsure look. He needed reassurance. He needed to know I wasn’t doing this to make fun of him or humiliate him.

“You’re doing so well. Come here and get your treat,” I said, groping my bulge. His eyes honed in on the movement, pupils expanding. Without taking his eyes off my clothed erection, he placed his palms on the floor and started to crawl.

I shivered at his compliance.

He reached his final destination, sitting back on his haunches, his mouth inches away from his prize. Little pants escaped him, his eyes foggy from lust.

“Good boy,” I praised, loving the shudder it earned from him. “You’re going to unzip me and pull my dick out. But then sit back again and keep your hands on your thighs. Got it?”

“Uh-huh,” Josh murmured, still entranced.

He raised his hands and slowly but surely undid my pants. A pained groan left him as he maneuvered my dick out of its confines. As hard as it was, it slapped up to my abdomen. My pre-cum glistened on its dark pink head.

“Oh,” he breathed, seemingly lost for words.

“Oh?” I chuckled.

Josh blushed and glanced up at me, licking his lips. “The um… well… I thought—”

“It’s okay. Tell me.”

His eyes darted back down to my cock, whispering, “The piercings… they’re… wow…”

“It’s called a Jacob’s ladder,” I explained, my fingers brushing against the steel. I had three frenum piercings, six little metal balls in total.

“Does… does it feel different?” he asked.

“You’ll have to find out for yourself.”

Josh leaned forward an inch, as if it was drawing him nearer. He caught himself, remembering that he wasn’t supposed to touch yet.

“Such a good boy. Now beg for it.”

He blinked, his brows lowered in slight confusion. “Beg for… for your…”

“Yes,” I said.

He then lost all semblance of control, devolving into panted pleas. “P-please, Dori—please let me suck your cock. Please, please, I need it. I want to taste it and lick it and… suck on your piercings. I-I don’t know if I’ll be any good at it, but… please teach me how to do it, little brother.”

“ Fucking hell, ” I strained. Josh whimpered as my dick jumped in response to him. It should’ve felt wrong, disgusting even, to hear him beg to suck his little brother’s cock. “I can already tell you’re going to be so fucking greedy.”

I leaned back, supporting my weight with my hands on the bed. “I want you to try without your hands at first. You can keep them on my thighs, hips, wherever feels best for you, okay?”

Josh eagerly swallowed and shuffled even closer to my lap. He placed his hands on my thighs, taking a moment to feel them up.

“Now, you’re going to open up and take the head into your mouth. Try to roll your lips to cover your teeth. I don’t mind a little teeth action, just don’t fucking bite me.”

He nodded shortly before practically diving onto my cock, taking it way too deep for his first time, triggering his gag reflex.

“Eager slut,” I breathed. Josh’s embarrassment shone through his eyes as he pulled back until just the head remained in his hot, wet mouth. “I know you’re excited for your first taste of dick, but don’t hurt yourself. That’s my job. Just take a little at a time. Play around with your tongue, too.”

Josh moaned, the sound vibrating the head of my cock.

“Good fucking boy,” I panted. His lips stretched obscenely wide as he carefully took another inch. I groaned out my pleasure as he began tracing my piercings with his tongue, teeth gently knocking against them.

He continued on, his eyes watering as he went deeper, moaning and gurgling every time I gave him pointers.

“That’s it. Suck a little harder—ah— yes , just like that.”

I glanced down and noticed that Josh was thoroughly enjoying his first time giving head. Smirking, I pushed forward off my hands and used my sock-clad foot to press down against his dripping wet cock.

“Mmph!” Josh moaned, thrusting his hips. His eyes rolled back as I pressed down harder.

“I’m going to come soon. If you can get off by humping my foot, you have permission to,” I rumbled, rubbing the heel of my foot against the base of his cock.

Josh whined around the mouthful of dick, fingers digging into the meat of my thighs. His hips punched forward rapidly, desperately seeking friction.

“Don’t spill a drop,” I grunted, entwining my fingers in his short hair.

Overcome by need, I began thrusting into his mouth, moaning loudly at the spasms in his throat caused by his choking.

Just as I was about to announce my imminent release, Josh’s entire body seized as a delicious warmth painted my foot.

The feeling of his arousal soaking into my skin spurred the most intense orgasm I’d ever had. My hands kept him locked onto my dick as I spurted load after load of cum down his convulsing throat.

I released him as soon as he began trying to wrench away from my grip. The last few stripes of cum landed beautifully on his face. And despite my instruction to not spill, he coughed up what had to have been at least a handful, letting it drip down his chin and splatter against his thighs.

Knowing Josh, I pulled him forward and rested his head against my inner thigh as he coughed and tried to catch his breath.

“That was perfect,” I told him.

His dazed eyes fluttered open to meet my gaze. Breathing heavily, he asked, “Even though I couldn’t swallow it all? I’m sorry—”

“Shh. You were perfect, I promise. Don’t apologize. I bet I hurt your throat at the end, huh?”

He made an affirmative hum against my leg. “S’okay. Liked it. But that was a lot more cum than I was expecting. Felt like I was drowning.”

I laughed heartily, melting at the small smile on his swollen lips. “I’m sorry. That was a lot. Guess I’ve been saving up for you.”

He hummed again, nuzzling his head against me.

A shiver went through me as I took in his wrecked appearance.

His hair was sweaty and out of place from where I gripped it, his eyes were red and wet, his cheeks were flushed and covered with tear tracks, his lips were puffy and swollen, and my cum was splattered on his cheeks, the bridge of his nose, his chin, his chest, his stomach, his dick, and his thighs.

“Are you ready for more?”