Muscling Through by JL Merrow Read Free Book Online

chest, and then he nuzzled into my armpit. I thought it probably smelled a bit strong, but he didn’t seem to mind. He kissed me there too, and then he licked me, right where the hair was. It felt way better than you’d think it would, but I still wanted him to suck my tit. Just as I was about to say something, Larry started to circle my nipple with his tongue. It jumped up almost as hard as my cock, and I ground up against him. He started sucking on my nipple, and it felt great, but it still wasn’t enough. “Want to fuck you,” I said.
    Larry pulled his mouth off my tit, sucking all the way so it got even bigger. His hair was all mussed up, and his lips were shining red. “How do you want me?” he asked. “From behind? Bent over the workbench?”
    “No, I want to see your face,” I said, ’cause I had a plan. I hadn’t had a plan before we started this, but it just came to me sudden. I wanted to paint Larry how he looks when he comes, so I wanted a good view of his face so it’d be fresh in my mind, though I don’t think I could ever forget that, really.
    So I let Larry go, and he took his clothes off as quick as he could. I pulled off my jogging bottoms, and that’s when I remembered we didn’t have any stuff for fucking up here. “We got to go down to the bedroom,” I said. “Get the lube.” We weren’t using condoms no more ’cause we’d both had tests and come back negative.
    Larry had all his kit off by then. “Isn’t there anything round here we could use? Aren’t oil paints, well, slippery?”
    I know Larry’s way cleverer than me, but that didn’t seem like such a good idea. “Uh, yeah, but I really don’t think you’d want them up there. They’re kind of toxic.”
    Larry shuddered. “Fair enough. Just use spit, then. It’ll be okay.”
    I wasn’t sure, ’cause he’s such a little guy, and my dick ain’t small. Then I remembered the boiled linseed oil I got for when I’m using oil paints. You get different effects if you mix it in. “I got this,” I said, grabbing the bottle. “This’ll be okay.”
    “See?” Larry grinned at me. “I knew you’d come up with something.” He put his arms round me and kissed me while our cocks rubbed together. Then he lay back on the floor, all sprawled out and waiting for me. I nearly dropped the bottle, I was so keen to get down there on top of him. He pulled up his legs so I could slick him up and stretch him out a bit, and my dick was aching, I needed him so much. “Put it in,” Larry said, so I used some more of the oil getting myself ready, and then I lined up with his hole and pushed.
    Larry always looks so little, folded up beneath me. It makes me kind of scared I’m going to hurt him. I pushed in really slow and gentle, so he could stop me if he needed to. “Yes, yes—don’t stop!” he said, and I thought it was probably okay. He was still hard, so I guess it couldn’t have hurt that much.
    When I was all the way in, I stopped for a minute, just so I could feel him around me. I felt like the luckiest guy in the world. But then Larry said, “Move! Now, for God’s sake!” so I started thrusting in and out of him, and when I do that, I always get carried away, going faster even if I don’t mean to, and soon I was slamming into him like my dick was a fist and Larry was a punch bag. “Yes! God, just like—yes!”
    Larry’s face was all pink, and his hair was dark with sweat. He looked beautiful. I told him to wank himself off, and when his hand wrapped round his dick, it felt like it was around mine too, and I couldn’t help, I started coming ’cause it was all so fucking amazing. And then Larry went “Oh God!” and he was coming too, shooting his load up between us.
    I just kept looking at his face, and it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.
     
     
    I got the egg tempera pictures finished in the end. I did one miniature of Larry all normal, just smiling, and one of his face when he comes.
    Larry really