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Daniel

“ S hawn.”

“What.”

“How can you not be worried? I said they were arrested.”

He sat back and blinked at me before climbing off the bed. Maybe I was a bit of a sadist for making him stop. My dick was certainly pissed. Just the thought of his tongue flicking against the slit... oh fuck. I wanted it back. I wanted it back right now, but this was important and if we were really going to do this, we needed to talk.

When Shawn slipped his hands under his shirt and pulled it over his head, my mouth ran dry. Holy. Fuck. I’d always thought that he was a good-looking guy, lacking in the personality department, but still attractive. Nothing compared to seeing him without his shirt.

He had a defined chest, with smooth pecs that tapered into moderately defined abs. He didn’t have a six-pack, but he wasn’t a slouch. All that slid down to that delicious V that pointed straight to his groin. And damn. The way his dick pushed at his sweatpants. I had to be torturing this guy right now.

“You still want to talk?”

Did I? Not really. It was the smart thing to do, but simply getting naked with the guy who taunted and teased me day in and day out was stupid enough. I was the king of poor decision making. Might as well keep my record going.

“After?”

Shawn nodded, crawling back on the bed and between my legs. My body heated as my thighs willingly fell apart to accept his width. God, it was like I was desperate for it. It had been months, but it was also the excitement that I was finally getting what I’d always wanted.

There wasn’t any asking for permission this time, no hesitation. Shawn wrapped his lips around the tip of my cock and sank down around me.

“Oh. Oh, shit.” I hissed at the sudden overwhelming sensations. His mouth was warm, inviting, promising so much sin, and I was there for every last second of it. My hands rushed to his head, cursing the fact that he didn’t have a ton of hair when my fingers slid along his scalp. This was different than the blowjobs I’d had before. Where Tilly had been dainty and almost gentle, Shawn wasn’t. He stretched his mouth wide and sucked me down without fear. When my dick hit the back of his throat, my back arched off the bed, a strangled gasp escaping my throat.

That was definitely new. Never had anyone tried to take me all the way. And Shawn didn’t stop. He swallowed, forcing the muscles of his throat to relax as I sank deeper into his mouth. My toes curled as my eyes rolled back into my head. What the hell was this? He wasn’t choking? I would die if someone tried to shove something into my windpipe like that, but here was Shawn, sucking my dick like it was no big deal.

His nose pressed into my pubic bone, and I gasped for breath as he sat there, unmoving. Waves of euphoria washed over me as he swallowed a couple of more times and then pulled off.

Spit and drool rolled down Shawn’s chin, and he wiped it away, giving me a smirk. He leaned back in, running the flat of his tongue along the bottom of my length and, God, I was in heaven. This shouldn’t feel so fucking good.

“Are you holding out on me?”

I had to shake my head to clear my thoughts. What the hell was Shawn asking me? Holding out on him? How? “What do you mean?”

“Think I said something about fucking my face?”

And then his lips were around me again, his hand jacking what his mouth couldn’t cover, and okay, if he didn’t want me to hold back, he was asking for it. To say I didn’t hesitate would be a lie. I started with a few small thrusts of my hips, barely lifting them from the mattress. I was so used to someone who choked that I didn’t want to hurt him, even if he’d already more than proven that he could handle it.

When those hazel eyes looked up behind thick eyelashes to meet mine in challenge, all bets were off. My hips surged off the bed. If he wanted a face fucking, Shawn was going to get it. The sound of his brief gag was almost a sign of victory. Maybe he was just all talk. I’d like to knock him down a peg or two, even here. Even now.

But now he was ready for me. I surged again and again, thrusting into his mouth with abandon. My eyes slammed closed again, fingers clutching for the comforter below me to give me something to anchor to.

Shawn released me, his fist still wrapped around me. I whined at the loss of his mouth.

“None of that. I want you to look at me. If we’re doing this, you need to acknowledge whose mouth is on your cock, who the one bringing you to the brink of insanity is.”

Sweet fucking Christ. I whimpered and opened my eyes. It was hard to focus, to keep them open as he descended once more. But damn, I loved the way he looked with his lips wrapped around my dick. They stretched wide, straining with the effort to take the whole thing inside.

As he slid up and down the length, I couldn’t help but want to cry out. Little obscenities tumbled from my tongue as he continued to drive me wild.

This was by far the best blow job I’d ever experienced. Shawn knew what the fuck he was doing. Maybe that was the plus of getting head from a guy. You know what you like done to you and you can do it to your partner, and if that thing he was doing with his tongue along the head of my dick was any indication, I couldn’t wait to try it on him.

Would I get to try it on him?

Did I want to?

Oh. Shit.

My body took control, thrusting without me having to tell it to. My dick sought the warm depths of Shawn’s mouth again and again until it all became too much. Sharp zings of pleasure raced up my spine as my balls pulled tight. Was I being a dick by not warning Shawn? Maybe. But I wanted to see it, wanted to see if he was all talk after all. Could he handle it the second I unleashed?

My body shook the second my orgasm slammed into me, and to my dismay, Shawn didn’t hesitate. His hands clamped onto my thighs as his lips tightened around me, sucking me down as if I hadn’t just come unexpectedly into his mouth.

When he released me, he wiped his hand against his jaw, removing the small drizzle of cum that had escaped. I stared in awe at the man that had literally just sucked me stupid.

But Shawn didn’t stop there.

He crawled up my body, planting his thighs on either side of my chest. I watched in amazement as he pushed down the front of his sweats, freeing the beast that was hidden inside. I’d watched enough porn to describe it as a porn star dick. It was long, thick, and throbbing with veins. It was enough to intimidate me. While I wanted to experience everything, the thought of that thing going anywhere near my ass had me second-guessing a few things.

Of course, he had to have the dick to back it all up.

His long fingers wrapped around the base, pulling a slow pump toward the tip. A bead of pre-cum pooled before stringing down to my chest. Well, damn. If that wasn’t one of the hottest things I’d ever seen.

Shawn’s hand picked up pace rapidly, and I didn’t call him out when his eyes slammed closed. It was a little fucked that he’d made me watch him, but he couldn’t keep his eyes on me. For all I knew, he was picturing me behind those lids. Watching him jack himself, bringing himself pleasure after he’d sucked me dry, had my dick twitching to life a second time.

His free hand cupped his sack, rolling his balls between his fingers. I was transfixed. My own real-life porn display as Shawn’s fist flew up and down his shaft. Could I touch him? Would that be weird? I hated that I was still questioning this. The man had just had my dick in his mouth for crying out loud. Putting my hands on him should be the least of my worries, but maybe Art had messed with my head a little too much.

So I stopped thinking. My hand slid up Shawn’s thigh and wrapped around the one that encased his dick. It was warm and heavy. Something foreign, but a feeling of rightness settled into my gut as my hand moved in tandem with his.

The sound that crawled out of his chest set my blood on fire all over again. That was me. I did that to him. And then, just as suddenly, warm spurts of cum shot from his cock, splattering across my chest.

When his hazel eyes blinked open, they met mine—blown wide with utter amazement. That had happened. I’d let Shawn Stevens blow me and then jack off over me.