“You’re awfully good looking,” he rumbles as he stepscloser and takes my face in his hands, and fuck I just melt on the spot. I have to grip his arms to keep my knees from giving out on me. His fucking accent is going to be the death of me.
He presses a soft kiss to my lips. God, I could kiss him forever. “You wanna be my boyfriend, Alex Florez-Romano?”
I nod. “Yeah. Yeah, I do. You wanna be mine, cowboy?”
He grins. “I reckon,” he says, and I’m smiling from ear to ear.
We pull apart and he hands me some wipes. I clean off and then he takes my hand and pulls me towards the bedroom.
He lies down when he gets there and pulls me to him. I stare for a second, once again at his beautiful body, all that golden skin on display, his thick cock half hard, his nipples pert, and all that luxurious hair fanning across the pillow, his blue eyes locked on me.
He tugs on me gently and I climb on the bed and straddle him, the feel of his naked skin against mine making my cock thicken and my body come alive. Holy hell. A shiver races through me as I stare down at him, and he grips my thighs.
“Do you have any idea how goddamn beautiful you are?” I ask him, and my eyes widen when his breath hitches and his dick jumps. “Oh, you liked that, didn’t you, cowboy?”
He lets out the tiniest whimper as his hands tighten on my thighs and his pupils darken, his cock almost fully hard now. “You like when I tell you how fucking pretty you are.”
He moans and his hips thrust up into me. “Alex.”
“Do you know how hard you made me the other night when you were up on that stage singing? I almost came in my pants at the sound of your voice, baby. And when Iwalked in on you touching yourself.” A low rumble leaves my chest and I watch as his dick lengthens and precum starts to ooze out. “God, that was so damn hot. You gripping your beautiful cock and stroking it, watching as you sprayed your perfect spunk all over yourself, shouting my name.”
He lets out another whimper and then grabs my face in his hands and pulls me down to him, kissing me hard. My dick is hard now, too, and it brushes against his as we kiss, both of us moaning and gasping and panting at the feel of skin on skin, our bodies melded, every glorious inch of us in contact, our dicks brushing against each other’s, sending bolts of pleasure down my spine and making me kiss him harder, sliding my tongue inside his warm, wet mouth and devouring him, getting drunk off the noises he’s making as my balls ache to come.
“God, I want to do so many wicked things to you,” I tell him, pulling back for air.
“Stop talking,” he almost growls, and pulls me back, kissing me harder. I fucking tremble, gasping as his hands move from my face to my ass and he squeezes. Fuck, that feels so damn good. I keep kissing him as I thrust forward, my cock sliding against his over and over and then pushing back into his hands, begging for more of his touch.
“Can I touch you?” he asks, and I nod. When I look down at our cocks nestled against each other's, my eyes widen at the amount of precum leaking from his gorgeous mushroom head. Holy shit. No wonder it feels so damn good. He leaks like a fucking sieve. I mean, I don’t have a lot to go on I guess, but I don’t have nearly that amount of precum.
“Fuck, that’s hot.” He bites his lip and his cheeks turn crimson. “Touch me,” I say. “Use your precum as lube and fucking touch me, baby.”
He eyes darken and he coats his fingers with his own fluidbefore he grips both of our cocks and starts to stroke us in tandem, and oh my fucking God. This feels so incredible I can’t even bring myself to miss his hands on my ass. Fuck, I’m whining and whimpering and thrusting shamelessly into his hand as he strokes us together, both of us panting and our skin slick with sweat. His cock against mine, his big, strong hand wrapped around us, my dick soaked in his fluid, is turning my brain to goo and my body to fire. I’ve never felt pleasure like this.
“Fuck, Bentley, I can’t,” I whine. “You feel too damn good, baby.”
His cock is pulsing against mine seconds later as he grunts and then throws his head back, his release shooting out, covering his hand and both of our cocks. Seeing him come undone, spraying so hard his body is trembling, his neck muscles strained and his dick spasming against mine is all it takes for me to shoot my load, too, unloading on his hand, my cum mixing with his.
“Shit!” I cry out, my chest heaving, as aftershocks roll through me and I collapse on top of him. He grabs several tissues from the nightstand and uses them to wipe off his hand.
“I like it when you come,” he murmurs against my hair as his arms come around me. Our spunk is sticky and pooled between us, and I have a very strong desire to take a shower right about now.
“I like when I come, too,” I say, and he laughs. I lift my head and kiss him. “But I like it better when you come.”
He grins. “Shower with me?”
“You read my mind, beautiful.”
He narrows his eyes as his dick twitches against my stomach. God, I love that. I love that he gets so turned on by being told how fucking pretty he is.
“You’re gonna be trouble with that, aren’t you?”
I grin. “Maybe. Can’t help it. My boyfriend is the prettiest man there is and he likes when I tell him.”
He bites his lip and blushes beautifully even as his cock tries to rally back to life. I kiss him again, because I can, and then sit up. “Also, the amount of precum you produce is seriously sexy. Has it always been that way?”
He covers his face with his hands and I laugh. “Hey, I’m being serious. It’s hot. Don’t be embarrassed. I’d love to leak that much, not have to worry about lube.”
He moves his hands. “Yes, it’s always been like that. I didn’t realize it was more than average until I started dating and the girls I was with commented on it.”
