Addison's hands were careful, cupping the boy's cheeks, his thumbs caressing his skin as he thrust his cock deeper down his throat. His lips pursed, his breath hitched, and a bead of sweat rolled down his back as his cock bulged against his insides. Jacen was moving with a familiar rhythm, his soft lips brushing against the engorged head, sucking down each vein with a passion that left his toes curling. His balls swelled, the pressure building as his cock thumped in need, leaking down the sides.
"There we go, you little slut. You like that, don't you? You're a horny little thing," Addison purred, his breath raspy, as he watched the merman's head bobbing up and down his shaft. Jacen's eyes shone with a lust that Addison found irresistible, his lashes fluttering as he took his entire length. It felt sublime, and Addison couldn't help but grind his hips, his body aching for more.
As the merman's tongue roamed along the underside of his shaft, Addison gasped, his eyes flicking shut. "Oh, fuck...you're really talented, baby. I bet you've had practice." At the age of 80 but looking only like a man in his 40, Addison was very experienced, having left a string of lovers in his wake throughout his sexual prime. With men, he only had on night stands. It was easier than a relationship. He decided not to divulge the fact that a number of his consorts were boys and younger men. The man turned a blind eye to the details and so did they. However, there was something in the way Jacen worked his mouth around his shaft, licking and sucking, that made Addison shiver.
He liked his mouth, so velvety soft, kissing the veins, savoring the taste. Of course, all this teasing was turning the mage on, but also stoked the flame of desire within him. I'm going to fuck this boy raw, he thought to himself. "Ngh." Addison grunted, rolling his hips, meeting the boy's throat. A moment later, he pulled the boy off, drool trickling down the corners of his lips. "Let me adjust, this is not a good position for me," Addison said already finding a way to sit down on the bed so that the boy could have full access to his cock. He kept his knees bent and relaxed, his legs spread wide. "Right there," he added, breathing hard. He traced his fingertips across his lips, sighing softly. "Such a little cock-sucker."