waking up cumming on his tongue, my hips subconsciously rocking my dick into his mouth and clenching down on the fingers he's got in both of my holes. the moans spilling out of my mouth waking me more than anything else, hearing my voice crack as it turns to overstimulation as he keeps sucking my dick.
he'd pull off, licking his lips with a massive grin on his face. "couldn't help myself. woke up to you shamelessly grinding into me, making the most desperate little sounds. thought i should lend a helping hand."
he'd still have his hands in me, on me as he says this, teasing me further while my head is still fuzzy from both cumming and waking up. he'd feel how relaxed and open i am, keeping a slow steady pace finger fucking my holes, the overwhelming feeling quickly gone and replaced with that burning fire again.
"ohh pretty boy, you must not be done yet, huh? can't you feel how your soaking boy cunt is clenching around my fingers? need me to help you out some more?"
the teasing would only make me leak more, unable to do more than rock back onto those fingers and moan at his words. needing him to just put his hot warm mouth back on me.
"oh come on, baby. i'm gonna need a little more than just those pretty sounds you're making. can't you tell me what you want?" he's always like that, forcing me to say all the things i want him to do to me outloud. wanting to hear the shyness in my voice turn to blatant begging for him to fuck me like he means it. he'd keep that slow steady pace until i broke.
"mmmmm, uhhh, fuck, pleaseeeee-" its almost enough, if i angle my hips just right, its so good, stretching both my holes in just the right way, but he never lets me just say please.
"good start! you know i love it when you say please. good boys who say please always get what they want as long as they can ask for it" he's still smiling, kissing marks into my stomach and thighs. "let's hear it pretty boy. tell me what you want." his voice drops so serious then, he's not asking this time. it sends shivers down my spine, skin prickling and it all goes right to my dick.
"fuck, fuck, fuck, please sir. please suck my cock again. please let me cum from your mouth and your hands just like i did." there's no point in being vague, the less details i give him the less he touches me. if i just said suck my cock, that'd be all he did, hands moving to hold my hips down as he sloppily sucks me.
but clearly he approves of my answer this time, the satisfied smile on his face as he leans down and sucks me into his mouth. he moans around me in his mouth like i'm the most delicious thing he's ever tasted.
it takes just a few minutes of his mouth on me to be on the edge. my moans getting louder and more desperate as my hips falter between thrusting into his tongue or back onto his fingers. his tongue running over the edge of my hole, tasting with his mouth where he's inside me is what would spur me over the edge, thighs clamping down around his head as i ride through it, vision turning white.
when i come to, he's leaning over me, a soft smile on his face. "how'd you like that good morning?"
