CHAPTER FORTY-ONE Chad

"Stand up," I directed, sliding halfway down the bed and then spinning my legs to the other side. I was on my back, splayed across the bed horizontally, my head hanging over the edge that Cole now stood by.

Cole looked down at me while I looked up. "You are a very dirty little boy," he growled. "And what do we have here?"

"What we have is me needing you to fuck my mouth," I answered.

I wasn't sure if my sexual inhibitions regarding how naughty I could be were gone because Cole and I had not defined a relationship with any specificity, or was he just so darn sexy that I was compelled to live out a few of my fantasies?

"Just like that?" he asked. "And in this position?"

I opened my mouth wide and pointed at his fast-growing cock. "Feed me."

Cole spread his feet further apart so he could lower himself to the target of my mouth and slide the head of his dick across my lips. I teased his head gently as his cock responded by doubling in length and width. My eyes were open as he gazed into them and watched me servicing his tool. I felt naughty and exposed as he slapped my face with his dick.

"You are such a suggestive boy," he moaned, moving his feet further apart and getting level with my face. "Open wider, you little cock-tease" he ordered, reaching down and tilting my chin backward and causing my head to hang free from the mattress. "That's nice, boy."

Cole's balls rested on my nose while he pumped deeper into my mouth. I loved the sensation of his manhood on my face and me so vulnerable to his strength. I struggled to breathe as he invaded my throat while simultaneously dipping his nut sack on me, but I was so overcome with the thrill of being face-fucked that I successfully got every inch of him down my throat.

My cock was rock hard and leaking precum. He had me so worked up as he ground on my face, but I couldn't grip my cock because I had my hands behind his thighs as he pumped into my mouth.

I tensed my groin area in frustration, causing my cock to jump. "What's wrong, boy? Can't reach your dick?" he growled. "Does someone need some release? Maybe a little 69 action?"

"Uunghhh," I grunted, a mouthful of dick preventing words from escaping. Lifting my ass from the bed and gyrating my hips left no doubt of what I wanted.

Cole bent forward and placed his hands on either side of my hips, lowering himself over my throbbing erection. I kept my back arched, lifting to meet him as we began fucking each other's mouths. I wished I'd had a camera filming us. The scene that had played out in my mind several times in my young life was now a hot reality, and film footage could come in handy for future jack off sessions.

"Finger my ass," he ordered.

Here again, I couldn't speak, but who was I to deny him pleasure? Was I surprised by the request? Absolutely. Had Cole proven himself to be an adventurous lover in the past few weeks? Definitely.

I ran my finger across his hole as he slid his dick in and out of my mouth, his breathing becoming louder as his legs tremored while I played with his hole. I applied pressure with my saliva-slickened finger and waited for him to accept me. He was tight, but he let me in nice and easy. I had no doubt that this wasn't in his normal repertoire, but totally got off on the prospective action.

"Yes," he moaned. "Deeper, boy. That's it."

He kept his hips pumping with bent knees and whimpered loudly as the pleasure hit his brain. I turned my head so his cock would come out of my mouth and then sucked on his balls while I continued fingering him.

"You seem to like that, Mr. Hicks?" I stated. "Want more?" I asked.

"Oh yeah," he replied. "Keep that up, boy."

I slid a second finger into his asshole and let them rest there as he got used to me. I knew what butt play was like for me the first time and sensed he was where I was back then. Once he relaxed, I moved my fingers inside him as I tried to locate his prostate. His body quivered and shook as I explored.

"Easy," he groaned. "Jesus! I had no idea how good this feels."

"You want to come this way?" I asked, nipping at his sack as I picked up the pace on his hole.

"Yes!" he hissed. "Put my cock in your mouth too, boy."

I moved his cock into my mouth and then moved my hand to my own cock so I could jack off while he face-fucked me.

Cole rolled his hips as he fed me his cock and took two fingers from me. His breathing had become frantic from the sensory overload of desire. I sensed he was close and also knew that once I located his magic button and kept pressure applied, he'd lose his ever-loving self to the kind of orgasm I was sure he'd never experienced.

"Oh, fuck," he whispered, his breath escaping quicker and quicker. "Oh, shit, boy."

I let up slightly on the exploration. No need to get him too hot, too soon. I sucked on his cock nice and slow while gently probing his hole. Once again, his breathing became rapid the more I sucked and the deeper my fingers searched. Any resistance he'd given earlier was gone as he gave himself over to the thrill.

And then there it was. His prostate was swollen and firm when I found it, so I dragged my fingers across, pressing and sliding them over man's real best friend. He was huffing and puffing now as he felt the first surges of a feeling like no other. A sensation every man, straight or gay, would be addicted to if they could be exposed to their prostate being played with.

The moment his dick flexed in my mouth and his body tensed a final time, becoming rigid in support of his fast-arriving orgasm, I stroked my cock. My brain was firing on all cylinders as he used me to find his release. The idea of this masculine man getting off because of what I was doing to him had me moments from my own orgasm.

Cole grabbed the sides of my head and held me in place. "Yeessss!" he hollered. "Oh, fuck yes."

The second I tasted the hot reward he released, my own load blasted forth, causing me to buck in pleasure, his cock still deep in my throat. He kept me in his grip as he drained his last drop, flexing and tensing. After a few seconds, Cole removed his cock and fell on the bed. His head at my feet, and me in the opposite direction.

"Good God," he stated. "What the…?"

I quickly twisted around and laid on top of him, nuzzling his neck. "What'd ya think, Mr. Hicks?" I asked.

"I'm not thinking," he confessed. "I'm wondering."

I lifted my head and kissed him on the nose. "Wondering what?" I asked, grinning at the sexiest man I'd ever been with.

"I'm wondering if I'm a bottom," he said, laughing at his query.

"Wanna find out?" I quipped.

He craned his neck to look me in the eye. "Are you always this accommodating?" he asked.

"When I like someone, yes, yes I am," I stated.

"So, you like me, boy?"

"I think I do, Mr. Hicks," I replied, gripping one of his nipples and twisting. "Is that going to be okay with you?"

"That is perfectly okay with me," he whispered, pulling my face to his and kissing me hard.