trying not to groan when he licks his lips, his hot breath puffing against the sensitive head of my erection.
“Tell me if I do it wrong?”
“As long as you don’t use teeth, you can’t do it wrong,” I assure him with an encouraging smile.
He nods and leans forward, parting his lips just a little and pressing them to the head of my cock like he’s giving it a kiss. A shiver runs through me, my erection twitching against his lips as my balls tighten. A quiet gasp falls from my lips, and I tighten my grasp on his short hair.
Ranger presses another kiss, a little farther down on my cock, catching a droplet of precum on his lips. He pulls back and licks it off his mouth, his eyes flashing with lust as he looks up at me. “Mmm.” He hums, this time dragging the flat of his tongue over the head of my cock.
I whimper, more precum leaking out, which he laps up eagerly like it’s the best thing he’s tasted in his life. “Fuck,” he mutters, kissing and licking the head of my cock the same way he always does with my mouth.
I try to spread my legs, but my pants around my ankles keep me from being able to. Every wet lap of his tongue sends sparks down my length, heating every inch of me from the inside out.
When he wraps his lips around me, I’m surprised I don’t come on the spot. My cock jerks against the roof of his mouth as he slowly takes me deeper. Ranger looks up at me the entire time, his eyes fixed on mine, his lips red and stretched around my shaft.
He tries to take me deep but gags, his throat tightening around me in a way that makes me gasp again, more precum dripping onto his tongue as he sucks me in more shallow bobs this time. His technique is a bit sloppy, his rhythm inconsistent, but he makes up for it with an abundance of enthusiasm. He sucks me hard and fast, running his tongue along each throbbing vein as he sucks me hard and fast, and digging his fingers digging into my thighs. His grunts vibrate around my length.
“Ranger,” I gasp his name, my hips twitching involuntarily. “I’m…oh…ohhh.”
My body tenses, and my balls draw up tight. I try to shove his head away, but he only sucks me harder, looking more determined. When the first burst of my cum lands on his tongue, his eyes cloud with lust. He hums hungrily, lapping at the head of my cock as it pulses and fills his mouth with my hot, thick release.
He suckles me until my balls are sore and my cock is oversensitive before releasing me with a wet, sloppy squelch. I sag against the bed. The sound of his zipper echoes through the air as he undoes his own pants, yanks them down, and pulls out his hard cock.
“Fuck,” he groans, working his hand furiously over his erection, his face pressed against the inside of my thigh. He kisses and bites my skin, grunting and groaning until a hard shudder runs through his body and cum shoots out of his cock and coats his hand and thighs.
I’m still catching my breath when Ranger climbs onto the bed, his cum streaked on his thighs and clinging to his softening cock.
“I’m wiped now. Take a nap with me?” he asks, yawning.
I nod and kick my pants off the rest of the way, then scoot up the bed and lay my head on the pillow next to his. He throws an arm around me and pulls me against his chest like I’m his favorite teddy bear. He’s snoring in no time, and the slow, gentle rhythm of his breathing, along with the warmth of his body, drags me under as well.
21
Ranger
The tsssskr of the ice-cold can of Coke opening is music to my ears, and I guzzle down the first gulps. God, that tastes amazing. And I’ve burned more than enough calories the last two days to deserve this sugary treat.
I wipe down my face with a wet washcloth and plop down into one of the rocking chairs on my porch. I did it. Don’t ask me where I got the energy and the motivation, but I painted the whole goddamn outside of the house in two days. The pale yellow looks stunning, although maybe a tad too happy and sunny for me, but whatever. It was the original color