He glistens at the tip and I flick my tongue across the broad head of him, tasting. It’s a little salty, with a deeper taste that doesn’t have a name, but isn’t unpleasant. Opening my mouth, I suck him in slowly, starting at the tip and working my way down. I flick my eyes up to him, and find Trevor watching me with a sort of reverent awe. I pull back, swirling my tongue around his head and watch his eyes fall closed in pleasure.
Iugh around him. It may have been a while since I’ve done this, but I do know some tricks. I bob my head faster, sucking hard every time I draw my head back. Gradually, I increase my speed to a frenzy, and as I feel him tense, I slow suddenly, taking him as deep as I can and stoppingpletely. Trevor groans, in pleasure or frustration or both. If my mouth weren’t stuffed full of his cock, I would be smiling.
I don’t move, holding my ce on his cock and instead swallowing and creating and releasing suction until his hips are thrusting off the couch. I release himpletely, leaning down to take his balls into my mouth. I roll them around in my mouth, making sure to touch every bit of their skin with my tongue. I’m licking my way from the base of his shaft to the tip, slipping him back inside my mouth when I hear the creak on the stairs.
My entire body goes cold. Brad ising down the stairs. Trevor realizes it at the same time I do, and in seconds, he sweeps the nket over me. I try to make myself smaller, but that doesn’t solve therger problem that my head is between Trevor’s legs, and my mouth is still on his cock. His hand snakes under the nket, fingers tangling in my hair at the same time he thrusts his cock deeper into my mouth.
A wave of fear rolls through me as I realize he intends to fuck my mouth while Brad is in the room. I’m such an idiot. The very least I could have done was make Trevore with me into my room, lock the door, possibly bolt it. I let this happen. Adrenaline fires through my veins-we’ll almost certainly be caught, and I have no idea how I can possibly exin this.
“Hey man,” I hear Brad say, and Trevor thrusts his hips, his cock hitting the back of my mouth.
“Hey.”
“Do you know if my mom is asleep yet? I wanted to ask her something.”N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.
Another thrust and another, small increments back and forth. “I haven’t seen her since I came down. Sorry.” Trevor’s voice is surprisingly even.
“Her light is off. Must be asleep.”
“Yeah, probably.” He pushes my head down onto him further until I can’t take more.
“Thanks,” I hear Brad say
. “See you tomorrow.”
“‘Night,” Trevor says, and I hear just a hint of the strain in his voice now
I listen to the sound of Brad retreating up the stairs, of his door shutting once more. Trevor rips the nket off me, and Ie up for air, gasping. His other hand finds its way into my hair and guides my mouth back onto him, and I seal my mouth over him and suck, knowing I’m no longer in control. I keep my eyes on him, and Trevor watches me, eyes burning as he fucks my mouth. I’m taking more of him than I thought I could, his cock plunging into my mouth deeper and faster. With a groan, Trevor presses into me, his orgasm flooding my tongue. I swallow him down as hees, longer than I thought possible.
His hands don’t soften, don’t release me, instead guiding me back up to him. That smirk is back, and it doesn’t fade as he pulls me against him and kisses me. I can’t believe that I let this happen. I can’t believe my son almost caught me sucking off his best friend. I could have been caught by my brother or his wife or the twins. I can’t believe how much his body makes me feel, how it makes me lose my head.
“Close call,” he whispers.
“Too close,” I say.
“Worth it.”
“Trevor…” I say, “I don’t think this is a good idea.”
Heughs softly, “I think it’s a littlete for that.”
I push off him, standing, taking a few steps towards my room. “You make me feel things I haven’t felt-It doesn’t matter. This has to stop. It’s already gone too far.”