Page 46 of Starving Butterfly
“I am horribly bad at the whole dirty talk thing, I mean I know all the things to say toourgirl — Jesus fuck, okay. I’ve only been with a guy once.” He rushed out, a flush creeping across his chest.
“Oh,” I was left stunned for a moment. I hadn’t expected that admission, but I found it comforting. My dick pulsed against my thigh, and yeah, maybe my nerves were getting the best of me, but Dustin was nervous too.
“Yeah,” he said, coming to sit on the edge of the bed, “You don’t have to?—”
“I want to,” I interrupted, and Dustin grinned.
“Good, cause I would really like to kiss you again.” Dustin grinned, and I swallowed back.
“Okay,” I nodded.
He leaned into me, and my tongue darted out, wetting my lips for the sudden dry mouth I had. He tracked the movement, watching closely.
“Ya know, I wouldn’t be mad if you aren’t ready.”
“Shut up already,” I pulled him closer to me and my lips catching his in a claiming kiss that stole my breath from my lungs. He pushed me backward onto the bed, and my hands tangled in his hair, taking the lead.
It’s not rocket science; it’s sex.
My teeth clashed against his tongue, pulling and sucking it into my mouth to taste him more fully. He pressed into my thigh, his dick straining in his pants as my own stood ready, throbbing with need.
My left hand skimmed across his chest hair as I fumbled with the button on his pants with my right. He pulled my head to the side, nipping and biting at the curve of my collarbone all the way back to my ear. I moaned out as his hand wrapped around my neck. I didn’t think I’d ever have any kinks, but the way he’d done it had chills running through my body.
He helped unbutton his pants, and I shoved them downward. Hesitantly, I grabbed his cock, and he groaned.
“Oh fuck,” he shuddered as I grabbed him, firmly stroking him.
Pre-cum beaded at the tip of his head and I slid it down across the ridges of him. His lips found mine again in a needy frenzy.
I shoved him back straddling him, as my dick rested against his, I wasn’t sure what made me feel like taking charge, maybe it was his confidence in it or something I wasn’t sure I wanted to confront yet but as his hand wrapped around our cocks squeezing them together I about lost it.
“Oh god,” I hissed, trying to reel in the tightness in my balls.
“Nope still me, but I’ll tell him you called,” Dustin chuckled, and I dragged him into another kiss, nipping at his chin.
Staring at him as he guided his hand across our dicks with our combined pre-cum intoxicated me. If I breathed too hard,I’d explode from the closeness. He knew it, and a cocky smile formed against my lips as I kissed him.
His other hand curled around my ass, pulling me closer to him. I readjusted, letting him pull his legs out of the way. I don’t know if it was just the nerves fighting to get the upper hand or the way he looked, but I really wanted to make this feel the best for both of us.
Picking up the bottle of lube, I flipped the top open, and a fruit scent wafted from the bottle.
“You know as much as I am enjoying watching you discover the secrets of lube it kind of has to go on a person before you ram that big dick of yours in,” Dustin chuckled.
“You think my dicks big?” I flushed.
“You sure your eyes not swollen shut from the punches we threw?” He gripped my dick, stroking it. “You see all these ridges and curves, we might be similar in size but you’ve definitely got more girth.”
A shudder ran down my spine as I watched him stroke my dick; his eyes were focused and heavy with lust. Fuck, he looked good underneath me. When he released my cock, he put his hands behind his head as if to show it was all mine. A nervous excitement tingled in my face as I focused back on him.
I dropped lube onto my first two fingertips, smearing the cool liquid around, testing it before dropping some on his lower balls near his entrance. My fingers traced the edge of him teasingly, and a strangled moan sounded from him. Maybe I was enjoying it a little too much. But his reactions turned me on in ways I couldn’t possibly have imagined before. The way he’d inhale and his body would tense up only to loosen the next moment. I grinned, finding confidence in him.
My fingers slipped around his tight ass, sliding in.
“Oh fuck,” Dustin gasped as I pushed in a little further, finding a bit of resistance.
My fingers curled as I pulled them out slowly, hooking behind the soft, spongy spot. It wasn’t so much different from a pussy, but something about it just felt more intimate.
I pumped my fingers in and out slowly, widening them as I watched pleasure roll through his eyes. Dustin gripped the comforter as his breath grew heavier.
