Volume 01 - Dirty Shorts by Kyle Adams Read Free Book Online Page B

in my black jockstrap. Leaning forward, he put his mouth over the head of my covered cock. He continued sucking my hard cock through my jock while he glided his hands over the back of my legs working his way up until he was cupping my ass.
    I let out a gasp when he gripped my ass hard and pulled my crotch tight to his face as he moved his lips from the head of my cock down the shaft. He was wild and uninhibited, he knew what he was doing and loving every second. When he started sucking my balls through my jock, my knees almost gave out, it was too much. I put my hand on the side of his head, and pulled him off. He looked up at me and cocked his head a little to the side. I could tell he wanted to know why I stopped him.
    “I said suck me, not tease me.” I pulled down the waistband of my jock, hooking it below my balls and pushing them forward. I grabbed my dick by the base and pointed it at Striker’s eager mouth. “Now suck it while I decide if I’m going to come down your throat or up your ass.”
    Striker leaned forward and inhaled my cock, taking it all the way in until his lips met my fingers. I moved my hand and he swallowed the remaining couple of inches. His chin pushed my balls back against my jock, the pressure on my balls felt amazing. He rubbed his nose in my pubic hair before looking up at me. He slowly pulled my cock out of his mouth before swallowing it whole again. He closed his eyes and started sucking up and down; Striker sucked cock like he was suffocating and his only source of oxygen was in my balls.
    He didn't just suck my dick, he worshiped it. Using his tongue, he teased the underside of the head before pressing it against my slit. I could only whimper, his tongue drove me so crazy. Then he deep throated me again and pressed his teeth lightly against the base of my cock with just enough pressure to feel incredible. The stimulation was too much, he was going to make me come too soon.
    He had only been sucking me for a few minutes when I used my hand on his head to make him stop again. “Put your face back down on the mat so I can fuck you.” He quickly turned around and dropped his upper-body to the mat, leaving his ass in the air. I kicked my shorts off before removing my jock and tossing it behind me. Reaching down I picked up the condom from where I dropped it earlier. I quickly opened it and rolled it down my spit-slicked cock. I grabbed the lube off the mat and squeezed some onto the top of his crack. His legs were spread out enough I could watch it drip down his ass, mixing with the sweat that was already there. I used my finger to rub it around his hole before pushing into him.
    “No, just lube your cock and fuck me!” Striker ordered. I thought about continuing to stretch him but I wanted to fuck him the way he wanted, and his tone made it clear he wanted it rough. I poured more lube around his crease before generously slicking my cock. I lined up my cock and slowly started to push in. I had the head just past the rim when Striker growled and pushed himself back, only stopping when his ass hit my thighs and my entire length was deep inside him. I moaned at the feeling of being completely surrounded by him. “Don’t move until I tell you. I need a second to adjust.”
    I rubbed my hand over the bite mark I left on his ass while I waited for him to get comfortable. He looked fucking hot wearing my mark, I'd be sure to give him a few more. A few moments later Striker panted. “Okay, fuck me like you paid for it.” I think I might have suffered some brain damage earlier because I didn’t know what he meant.
    “What the fuck does that mean?”
    “Fuck me like you would a whore. Hard, fast, dirty, but don’t cry after,” he snapped back at me. I didn’t have a problem fucking him rough and dirty. Tired of waiting for me, he started rocking back and forth on my cock. Taking charge, I clamped my hands on his hips to hold him still. I pulled my cock slowly out of his ass, he whimpered