was far from the man I'd met -- the real Elliot, not the man he'd pretended to be -- and I loved this newfound confidence and disregard for public opinion.
But we did need to get inside. There were kids living in this apartment complex and I didn't want the cops knocking on my door because someone had gotten an eyeful of my hands on Elliot's ass.
He seemed to have similar thoughts, though they were specific to one kid. Breathlessly he asked, "What about David?"
"He's with Ruth this weekend. We're good."
"Good. I don't plan to be quiet."
He leaned in for one more slow, thorough kiss, our tongues exploring and stroking. I broke that one, leading him to my apartment. It was up a short flight of external stairs, though every one felt like climbing a mountain that stood between me and what I wanted.
I fumbled with my key, dropping the damn thing twice before I finally turned the lock. I all but dragged Elliot inside and he closed the door behind us. As soon as we were alone, I kissed him hard, using the force of my body to move him backward until I felt resistance from the couch. Then I pushed him down onto it and he laughed, his back and shoulders on the cushions but his ass still against the arm, his legs draped over it.
"That's not exactly ideal," he said, starting to scoot back a bit.
"What are you talking about? It's perfect."
I pulled off my shirt and tossed it aside, then prowled toward the couch. Before he could move back any further, I tugged off his shoes and then worked on the button of his jeans, pulling down the zipper. He wasn't fully hard yet, but I'd change that quickly. With my hands planted on the arm of the couch, I leaned over and mouthed the front of his boxers, snaking my tongue out to ease between the fabric, opening up the still-buttoned flap.
I licked him with that restriction, and something about it was so much hotter than just having his cock fully free and visible. Elliot seemed to agree because he moaned and squirmed, his arms straining as he buried his fingers in my hair.
I stroked along the underside of his length, feeling his flesh thicken beneath me. Finally I undid the snap and he pushed free of the flap all on his own. His gorgeous cock twitched and strained, but I focused on drawing down his boxers to free his balls, too. Turning my head to one side for better access, I drew one globe into my mouth and sucked it greedily, loving the strong, masculine taste of him there. I did the same with the other as Elliot continued to moan, lifting his hips off the arm of the couch.
In this position, I realized it would be so easy to pull his jeans and boxers all the way off, then tongue his hole until he begged me to fuck him. I had other plans for now, though.
Moving back up, I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock, easing back the foreskin so I could lavish attention on the sensitive flesh.
"Reuben," he moaned, arching up toward me.
I used that movement to my advantage, placing my lips right above the head of his dick, so close they were touching it. When he arched upward again I parted them, taking him into my mouth. Elliot caught on quick and began to buck and thrust wildly upward, driving himself deeper into my mouth every time. My saliva ran down his shaft and I used it to stroke him firmly.
"Oh, fuck," he breathed.
There was so much I wanted to do to him, all of it focused on his pleasure. He'd saved my ass today, and he deserved to be rewarded for that.
So I kept working his dick with my lips, tongue, and hand. I sucked on the head, licked precum from the slit, squeezed and stroked the thick shaft.
His thighs started to tremble and his moans became an incomprehensible mess of gibberish. As I pushed on, his whole body tensed beneath me, warning me he was about to come. His dick jerked and spasmed violently in my mouth, splattering hot cut against the back of my throat. I swallowed it down greedily, sucking until he pulled away, his body shaking from the sensitivity.
"My turn," he gasped out once he'd regained his breath. "Come over here. I want your dick in my mouth."
He was getting a lot more comfortable