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Kyson removes his fingers, and I sit back, gripping his shaft to guide him inside me. His eyes go wide as each thick inch of his cock pushes into me, his mouth open in a perfect O. Tears seep from the side of his eyes, streaming down his face.
“Ohhhh.”
“I agree,” I murmur. “Oh, Kyson, you feel amazing.”
His hands rest on my thighs, his cock jerking and twitching inside me. “It’s too much. I’m gonna come too fast.”
“Shh, I got you, babe. Look at me.”
He shakes his head back and forth, squeezing his eyes closed. “No. I’ll blow.”
“Darling. Look at me.”
He moans but opens his eyes. I grip his chin, holding his gaze and sending a small bit of compulsion over him to calm his nerves so he can enjoy this experience. He nods even though I’m not speaking, and I know it’s working.
“You feel so good inside me, Kyson.”
“Your… your body… Oh Thorn. So good.”
“I’m just getting started, gorgeous.”
Chapter 13
KYSON
What is happening right now?
My entire body vibrates in the most incredible way, like I have new nerve endings waking up for the first time. My attention shifts back to the man straddling me, currently riding my dick, as he moves back and forth.
Thorn keeps his intense gaze on my face, and I try to keep my eyes on him, but I’m so close to the edge, I don’t want to go over it too soon and ruin his experience.
You can’t ruin his experience. He loves this.
It’s happening again. These thoughts that sound like me but not quite. It’s gotta be that strange drink he gave me, and if it is, can I get a daily supply of it?
“Fuck, Kyson,” Thorn moans. “Your dick is life.”
Nodding, I grip his thighs, my mouth watering as his cock bounces between us. Sticky ropes of precum spill from the tip, pooling on my belly. I’ve never seen a man with so much precum naturally, but it’s sexy as fuck.
As fuck? Who even am I right now? I don’t talk like that. I don’t even think like that. Thorn said the drink lowers my inhibitions. Is this who I really am inside?
“Yessss,” he moans, as if he’s answering me. “Gorgeous, Ky. So, so good.”
Thorn rocks himself up and down, his hands balanced slightly behind him on the mattress. He’s a vision of manly beauty, all straining muscles and popping veins. All thoughts of blowing too fast dissipate and I’m able to simply focus on this moment and this man.
He seems to squeeze around me, massaging my cock deep inside him. My mouth falls open, my breath catching in my throat as I sink impossibly deeper inside Thorn.
“Fucccckkkk, babe. You’re gonna make me come. Do you want to see it happen?” he asks.
“Fuck yeah.”
“Well then keep your eyes open. You’re hitting me so perfectly.”
Thorn shifts forward, his hand planted firmly on my chest as he grinds his ass in circles around me. Just when I think I can’t take a second more, he moves his hand and tenses, his ass gripping my cock like a vise. His cock twitches, then begins pulsing, spraying pearlescent drops of cum all over my chest and stomach.
Something inside compels me to drag my fingers through it and suck them clean. His taste makes my eyelids flutter, but I keep them open so I don’t miss a second of Thorn’s orgasm.
He grabs my wrist, pulling me up to a sitting position, then wraps his arms around my neck and bounces wildly on my cock, drawing me closer to the edge until I fall over, practically screaming his name.