“You up for trying docking?” he asks, gripping my hips. God, I didn’t think I could possibly go another round after the way he wrung me out only minutes ago, but my dick is perking up again already.
I nod and kiss him, making me a little harder still. “Who goes first?” I ask, pulling away and looking down at our nearly hard cocks nestled together. God, even that is enough to make my dick twitch.
“I can,” he says. “We’ll see if we can do this right. Might be harder than it sounds.”
He grips his foreskin, and then tells me to pull mine back. I do, and then we line up our cocks, and he stretches his foreskin open and outward, encasing my head and shaft as much as he can. We both gasp at the sensation of beingencased together, our dicks joining so perfectly. “Now you,” he says, breathlessly.
“Fuck.” I copy his motions, releasing my foreskin and pulling the opening down and over his as much as possible. Holy fuck this is incredible. The combination of our precum leaking out all over our cocks, and being wrapped up so damn tight causes a suctioning effect that makes me weak in the knees. I stumble forward, pushing Alex back, but manage to keep our dicks together, moaning as he starts to stroke us. Holy shit, I’m not gonna last long at all.
“God, that’s good,” Alex moans, echoing my thoughts. “I’m gonna come pretty damn fast, baby.”
“Me, too,” I rasp, my hands up on either side of his head as he jacks us, our bodies trembling.
“Shit, baby, you’re so fucking wet, all that precum is making this even better.”
I groan as pleasure mounts, so intense I have no hope of staving it off. “Alex,” I gasp. “Fuck, I’m coming, baby.”
We howl our releases together, crying out each other’s names, our encased cocks spasming and pulsing, our cum building up inside our makeshift cage until it’s overflowing, leaking out, and our foreskin is slowly sliding back and away from each other.
Fuck, that was intense.
“God I definitely need a nap now,” Alex says, and I nod. “And some breakfast.”
“Me, too.”
“Docking gets five gold, very huge stars,” he says, and I chuckle, before kissing his cheek and then running my fingers through the spunk on both our bodies and bringing it to his lips.
“Open up, darling, I've got your breakfast right here.”
He grins and I slide my fingers in his mouth, letting him lick them clean, before we wash ourselves and then slideinto clean underwear. Alex now has a fair amount of his things at my place since he spends most of his nights here.
Marble meows at us as we dress and then prances into the kitchen where she hops up on the counter.
“Nuh uh,” I say, grabbing her and putting her back on the floor. She meows again, clearly not happy with me. “You eat on the floor, missy,” I tell her.
We make bacon and eggs for breakfast, and once our tummies are satisfied, and Marble has had her breakfast, we crawl back under the sheets and snuggle up together.
Alex is shifting around a lot and groaning in the non sexy way that tells me he’s uncomfortable.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
“My back is hurting. I think between the long ass shifts at the bar and worrying about my brother, I’m just more tense than usual.”
“I could give you a massage,” I say, trying not to sound too excited about the idea. I’ve wanted Alex to be the recipient of one of my massages for a while now, and the last time I offered he turned me down. At the time I thought it was because he didn’t want me touching him that way, but now I’m realizing it was for the opposite reason. He wanted me touching him too much.
“Yeah?” he says, his eyes lighting up. “That would be amazing.”
I sit up. “Roll onto your stomach.”
He does as he’s told and I reach into the nightstand and grab the bottle of massage oil I keep there, then straddle his hips. “Where does it hurt?”
“Everywhere,” he says, and I laugh.
“Okay, everywhere it is.” I get a small amount of the massage oil on my hands and slather it over his upper back and shoulders, hearing him moan as I do. Then I start working on his shoulders, sliding my hands down his backand back up to his shoulders several times, stopping at the swell of his ass when I reach the bottom, before focusing on just the left side, using a medium amount of pressure and allowing him to relax into it, before I switch to using my forearms along with my hands, and applying a bit more pressure. He moans and it makes me smile.
“Fuck I should have let you do this to me a long time ago,” he mumbles, his eyes closed.
“I tried,” I remind him.
