Page 79 of Studs Up
“Fuck you,” he shoved me. “But seriously.”
“Seriously.”
“You have a whole fucking masters?”
He looked at me with such awe and pride that my heart skipped a beat.
“A whole fucking degree. I’m very studious.”
“How did you get a master’s and bachelor’s in two years?”
“I homeschooled, taking college level classes, and almost had my bachelor’s before I finished high school.”
“That’s kinda hot,” he said, and before I knew it, he was sliding into my lap, straddling me and gently rolling his hips against mine. I slid my hands up his thighs as he draped his around my neck.
“Educated men are your type?” My fingers slid up and under his sweater to the warm, smooth skin beneath.
“They are now,” he murmured and kissed me. The kiss was long and deep. He rotated his hips into my groin, and I felt his erection on my belly. I smiled. I could already tell this was going to be the best weekend of my life.
My hands slid down to his ass, and I dug in my fingers. He groaned quietly.
“You’re not an average defender,” he whispered. “You were dangerous before you went to college.”
“Flattery will get you everywhere.” He snorted and slid his hand into my pants, and gripped my cock.
We kissed, and he stroked me, bringing me fully hard and leaking every time he moaned and sighed.
He dismounted my lap and lowered himself between my thighs. Behind him, the ref blew the whistle, and the halftime show started. John and John came on and started yammering about the first half.
Holden licked my cock, teasing his tongue around the underside of my head, and who the fuck cared about what John and John had to say. The wicked look in his eyes as he sucked my tip killed me.
He taunted me. He never quite slid it the whole way in his mouth. He swirled his tongue and teased. Each time a thick drop of cum leaked from my tip, he licked it up and moaned.
“Fucking hell, Holden,” I hissed. He grinned with such malicious intent I nearly lost it. I slid my hand through his hair and pushed him down onto my cock. He went with little resistance all the way to the base, and his eyes stayed fixed on me. That was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
“God, yes,” I murmured. He was beautiful. His throat was tight and hot, and he was going to make me cum if he kept doing that.
I let him up, and he released my cock with a grin. He licked his lips and opened his mouth again. With a gentle push, he was consuming me.
Holden sucked my until my head fell back on the couch, and the world simply faded away. He sucked up and down, bobbing his head in a smooth cadence.
“I love your mouth,” I moaned. My hips rolled up off the couch when he swallowed me whole. “Fuck.” He only stopped for air and then sucked me down again.
It didn’t take him long to bring me to the edge. Weeks without his touch and then suddenly being swallowed by that glorious throat and hearing the sound of him moaning and choking on my cock was heaven.
I leaked and he swallowed. I stroked his hair and tried to hold off but it was too much. He was too fucking perfect.
“I’m gonna cum,” I warned him breathlessly. He grunted and sucked me all the way down as I bucked my hips up into his throat. All the pent up heat and need and missing him exploded into him. He drank me in as I held him down until the last throb and then released him. He slid off my cock gasping for air with a satisfied smile.
I got up and grabbed his hand.
“I’m not done with you.” my voice was rough and I needed him under me more than I needed to breathe.
“Don’t you want to watch the rest of the game?” He asked as I dragged him down his hall.
“Naw,” I said. “Colorado is gonna blow it in the second half anyway.”
Holden
