i love guys who get hard quickly omg like we are kissing and now your cute tip is saying hi to me…. awww now i have to stroke and jerk you off so i can see you get all flustered awww…
Your boyfriend sat between your legs on the bed, completely naked, with his back pressed against your chest. You had one arm wrapped around his waist, your other hand slowly working his throbbing length. Your fingers were slick with his precum as you stroked him with long, tight strokes — twisting your wrist on every upstroke and squeezing the sensitive head on the way down.
“You’re being such a good boy for me,” you whispered sweetly into his ear, lips brushing the shell as you nibbled gently on his lobe. “Look how hard you are… leaking all over my hand. You just can’t help it.”
He whimpered, hips jerking into your fist. You kissed down his neck, sucking lightly on his skin while your hand sped up, the wet, filthy sound of skin sliding against skin filling the room. You used your thumb to swirl around his swollen tip every few strokes, smearing the steady flow of precum before sliding back down to grip him tighter at the base.
Just as his breathing turned ragged and his cock started pulsing in your hand, you slowed down to torturously slow strokes, squeezing the base to keep him right on the edge. “Not yet, baby,” you cooed softly, kissing his neck. “You don’t get to cum until you ask me nicely.”
He let out a desperate whine, hips twitching helplessly as you kept edging him, stroking him just enough to keep him aching but never enough to let him finish. You repeated the cycle twice more, bringing him right to the brink before slowing down again, all while whispering sweet, filthy praise in his ear.
“Please…” he finally begged, voice shaking. “Please let me cum… I need it so bad.” You smiled against his neck and tightened your grip, stroking him fast and firm again.
“Go ahead, sweet boy. Cum for me.”
When you felt him start to tremble, you angled his cock upward toward his own face. With a broken, overwhelmed moan, he came hard. Thick, powerful ropes of cum shot across his face and chest, landing on his lips, cheek, and tongue while you kept stroking him through every pulse, milking every last drop.
You kissed his neck softly as he panted, still twitching in your slick hand. “Look at you… covered in your own cum,” you murmured proudly. “My perfect, nasty good boy.”
It’s so fucking cute when pretty boys ask “Am I being good🥺” like yes baby you are such a good boy for me that I just wanna grab your face and kiss you senseless, then praise you until you’re blushing and squirming, and make sure you know exactly how perfect you are for me.
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