[Music in the multimedia is saib. - in your arms. Alsomorekinkyshit--*coUGH*.]

Chapter 17

"Aaaahhhhh, I feel like shit," I groaned aloud as I lay on the hood of Eli's Camaro. He sat next to me enjoying a small carton of orange juice he kept from lunch.

"What's the matter, honey?," he asked me, half-joking half-not.

With a big sigh, I sat up in my spot and answered him, "I bombed my Physics test this morning..."

"Physics? Really?," he questioned.

I nodded and he played a smirk. Cocking an eyebrow, I questioned him, "What?"

"It's easy," he replied blatantly.

"Oh, excuse me, Stephen Hawking," I grumbled jokingly.

He chuckled and asked, "Is it basic or advanced?"

"....Basic."

"Pfft."

"Oh, stop it," I whined and smacked his shoulder playfully. After he was done making fun of me, I added, "I perform well enough in that class..."

"So what happened?"

I rubbed the back of my neck and said, "I fell asleep during the test and the teacher didn't wake me up..."

Eli shook his head and chided, "You see what happens when you stay up late? You should've listened to me when I told you to go to bed."

"I couldn't sleep," I argued.

"Please, you were dying for it. You're a 'drunk tired' person."

"Not even."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Oh, you wanna see for yourself how bad you are?" Without waiting for me to answer, he pulled out his phone and went to his text messages. After clearing his throat, he said, "At two o'three in the morning, you texted me these exact words... 'Oi what the fook is this m8 u 'aven a fookin giggle are ya a little laff by urself well fook you cunt i ain't 'aven a lick of it take your fookin shit an' bugger off you bloody twat next time i'll fookin batter ya m8 sware on me mam'."

I stared at him for a long time while he stared back at me judgmentally. Inhaling a deep breath, I finally responded with, "I'm surprised you pulled off the Cockney accent for that."

He kept up the judgmental stare.

"Oh, c'mon, I can text you that kind of crap at any given point of the day," I said.

Eli looked back down at his phone and announced again, "At two o'five in the morning, you texted me this... 'Shit babe why the fuck are cabbage patch kids even a thing like who the fuck even thought about it did some fuckin wash out named Dave go up to the board of directors and go ey let's make weird disproportional baby dolls and call them cabbage patch kids and the board of directors was like ay that sounds pretty neat and now they sell them okay and second why would parents even buy those lil' shits for their lil' shits like do you want your children to have nightmares is that how much you hate them just feed them bleach why don't you instead of giving them a fuckin cabbage patch kid for christmen shit they don't even come in cabbages they don't even have to be real cabbages just like fake plastic ones but no they didn't use cabbages so technically their marketing is completely fake fuck they're snakes babe snek snek snek sssssssssssss.... i'm tired'."

I blinked at him.

"There wasn't a single comma or period in there, by the way," he commented.

Again, we stared at each other for a good few seconds until I remarked, "You have to admit I made a solid argument."

"You're such a doof," Eli said, stifling a snicker.

"Okay, okay, I get drunk tired. So?"

"My point is, you need to go to sleep earlier," he stated, "No wonder you bombed your Physics test. Are you able to re-take it?"

"Yeah, but not until next week on Monday."

"Good, then you have the weekend to study," he retorted knowingly.

"Ugh, but I don't wanna study," I groaned as I laid back down across the hood.

"It's an easy test, Calvin," he said, "It won't take the whole weekend to study. I can help you, if you want."

"I don't feel like leaving my house this weekend, though," I murmured.

I spotted him shaking his head out of the corner of my eye and he added, "We can study at your house, then. Would your parents mind?"

I stared up at the sky and thought. "Actually, they wouldn't. Tomorrow, my dad's nearly gonna be gone all day for work, and my mom left on a flight to South Korea this morning to visit my grandparents. She'll be gone the whole weekend."

"Soooo, it'll just be us then?," he questioned.

"Yah."

He gave me a questionable look and I blushed. "Oh, I'm not gonna make it kinky!," I argued, "I mean, I could since I'm capable of it, but I'll control myself!We can watch YouTube or Netflix together and chill out. Oooooh, and eat popcorn, and maybe eat some ice cream that my dad never finished, and cuddle together on the couch watching something romantic, or spooky, or adventurous! Oh, and...!"

"Slow down there," Eli stopped me, raising a hand for more emphasis, "First things first is studying. The rest comes after."

"Okay...," I mumbled. Sitting up, I leaned against him and commented, "I thought I'd be the one lecturing you about this stuff."

"Because I'm a delinquent, or what?"

"No," I said defensively, "it's just, you've skipped classes--hopefully not anymore--and I've heard a thing or two about you tending to place your attention on other things in class..."

He managed a wry chuckle and replied, "Well, this probably sounds like B-S but I'm an auditory learner."

"You are?"

He nodded. "And I've got good memory. That's how I've gotten through the years with few notebooks and pencils."

"That's cool..!," I admired. I pressed myself against him more and inquired, "Do you remember when we first started dating then?"

"November eighth," he answered without hesitation.

"Wooow! Good thing you remembered because I did not...!"

He shot me a playful glare and I giggled nervously. Looping my arm with his, I said, "So you're coming over tomorrow?"

"Yes. And if you need to study for anything else, let me know."

"Mmmmm, U. S. History?"

"Got you covered."

"You're the best," I cooed, rubbing my cheek against his shoulder. He chuckled and leaned his head against mine as we sat together. As he took another swig of his orange juice, I purred, "Eli, love.~"

He looked down and immediately pulled his carton of juice away from me. "You ain't 'aven a lick of it, mate," he taunted me with the Cockney accent.

"Oh, please?"

"No."

"Please."

"No..!"

"I'll suck your dick for it."

"You'd suck my dick anyway."

"Oh shit, you're right."

He rolled his eyes and handed me the carton of juice. I eagerly took the drink in my hands and had a few sips. While I was drinking, Eli started pecking his lips against my cheek. Once I had my share of the orange juice, I turned my head to meet my lips with his.

"You're so cute," he whispered to me. Bashfully, I kissed his jaw and murmured, "You're cuter."

"Oh, we're going to play this game, huh?"

"You said you're up for the cringe," I said, winking at him.

He shook his head but kissed me anyway, his lips curved into a smile. Just when I was about to hug onto him, my phone buzzed in my pocket  and interrupted me. I knew it was my dad telling me he was at the school, so I held another kiss with Eli one more time before sliding off the Camaro's hood. "Dad's here. I'll ask him about tomorrow," I said as I grabbed my backpack from the ground, "I'll text you later, okay?"

"I'll be waiting," he replied and that made me smile.

I said my good-bye and started walking to the front of the school. Right as I turned the corner, I yelled back at Eli, "You're the cutest!!!" I glanced over my shoulder just in time to see him smiling at me.

A few minutes later, I walked up to Appa's car, opened the passenger side door and hopped into the seat. As I buckled up, Appa placed the car into drive and said hello. When we were past the school gates, I spoke up, "Hey, Appa?

"Hmm?"

"Would it be okay for Eli to come over tomorrow?," I asked.

Appa glanced over at me while he was stopped at a red light and replied, "When I'll be gone for work all day?"

I nodded reluctantly.

He placed his gaze back onto the road when the light turned green and added, "I'm not sure, Calvin."

"Please," I begged. "He's coming over to help me study for my Physics test next Monday."

"I thought you took it today?"

"I did."

"What happened?"

I scratched the back of my neck and answered, "I bombed it."

He paused for a moment. "You...bombed your Physics test?"

"Yeh."

"...It's basic curriculum, isn't it?"

"Yeh."

"Oh, great," he groaned.

"I fell asleep during," I murmured, glancing down at my shoes.

"Even better."

"I would've passed if not for that," I argued.

"Mmm-hmmm." After a few seconds of awkward silence as he turned a street corner, he said, "I'll allow Eli to come over since he'll be helping you."

Perking up in my seat, I chimed, "Thank you--."

"But, you two better not do anything stupid or dangerous," he interrupted. "I'll be calling you multiple times tomorrow while I'm at work so you better pick up each time. Your mother will be calling you too, I'm sure, and if you miss one, I will know."

"O-Okay, Appa..."

"Understood?"

"Y-Yes, Appa."

"Good," he muttered, "now, since your mother is gone and I don't feel like cooking, I'm picking up pizza."

I nodded, then stopped and glanced at him. "Umma left us plenty of leftovers, though."

The car stopped at another red light and he stared ahead looking a little guilty.

I sighed and mumbled, "I won't tell her about this..."

"Good."

•••

Come Saturday morning, I was still lying in bed when my cell phone started ringing on my nightstand. I reached my arm out and my hand flailed around for my phone. When I finally grabbed it, I pressed the answer button and placed it against my ear. "Hello?"

"Did you just wake up?," Eli's voice rang through the little speaker.

".....Maybe."

"Well, I'm gonna be heading over in ten minutes," he stated with a soft chuckle.

"Okay, see you then," I murmured. Eli hung up the phone call and my hand slumped against the bed.

I laid still for a few moments, eyes closed and blanket covering all of me. Suddenly, I remembered that I had a pile of laundry left unfolded on the floor from last night. Then I remembered that all of my room looked like hell, and sprung out of my covers. I scrambled around my room, messily shoving clothes in the respected drawers of my dresser, then ran into my in-room bathroom to throw out any trash. While I was running out of my room with a small trash bag, my dad came out of his room dressed for work.

As soon as he saw me, he said, "Calvin, you're still in your underwear."

"Huh?!," I called back right as I opened the front door and ran outside. My dad's words didn't sink in until the lovely woman next door looked at me funny and I sprinted back inside while waving a friendly hello. I ran back to my room to finish cleaning up any trash that was at my desk and computer, which there was plenty.

When my desk was clear, I took all of the trash to the kitchen to throw away in the trash bin. Appa was already standing by the Keurig machine making a cup of tea. "Still in your underwear," he commented as I ran back to my room.

I already spent a good five minutes running about, so in a panic I scoured my room for anything else unworthy of being in the same presence as Eli. That's when I remembered the dinner plates Appa and I left in the kitchen sink and quickly ran out to wash them. When I dashed through the entryway, Appa was already sitting at the dinner table with a cup of tea in hand and his phone. Without saying a word, I washed the dishes and left them to dry on the dish rack, then realized I didn't want them there so dried them with a towel instead so I could put them away. Once I was done and starting to exit the kitchen, Appa held out his empty cup and reminded me, "Still in your underwear."

"Okay, okay, I know," I muttered as I grabbed his cup so I could wash it.

I was finally done washing and ran back to my room so I could finally change into real clothes. Without any regard to looking nice, I just threw on a loose pull-over sweater and some shorts. By the time I grabbed my phone again, the doorbell rang and I received a text from Eli saying he was outside. With a gasp, I hauled ass out of my room but Appa was already at the front door before me.

"Good morning, Eli," Appa greeted.

"Good morning, sir," the dark haired delinquent said.

I came up next to Appa and greeted my boyfriend with an exasperated hello. Eli smiled at me and pointed out, "Your hair is looking pretty messy."

Instinctively, I pulled up the front facing camera on my phone and saw that he was right. "Aaaahhhh," I whined, tugging at it.

"I thought you already noticed," Appa commented. What was worse was that he wasn't very joking about the remark.

Without giving me time to say anything back, Appa turned to Eli and said, "I trust you'll behave within my household, correct?"

"Yes, sir."

"You will not place my son in any danger."

"Of course not."

"I want to speak with you briefly every time I call Calvin's phone, so keep that in mind."

"Yes, sir."

"I'm sure my wife would like to hear from you, so talk to her too, as best as you can."

"Gladly."

"And of course, make sure Calvin doesn't do something stupid."

"Hey," I whined.

Eli managed a smile with this one and agreed, "I'll keep him in check."

"Good," Appa said, ending the short but straightforward exchange. He grabbed his business coat from the coat rack beside the door and announced, "Then I'll be off. Take care, both of you."

"Bye, Appa," I said as he walked past Eli to leave for work. Once the door was closed, Eli and I glanced at one another and I couldn't help myself but to leap and hug him.

"I'm so glad you're here," I murmured into his shirt.

When I pulled away, he ran a hand through my hair and said, "You look cute with messy hair."

"I do?"

"Very," he murmured against my hair as he kissed my head. "And also...are you wearing anything under that sweater?"

In response to his question, I lifted the hem of my sweater enough to let him see the gym shorts I had on. "Jesus, they're short..."

"Oh, yeah," I demurred, "they used to be Yani's but they had always fit her big, so I stole them."

"Ladies shorts? You pull them off well," he complimented.

"Thank you," I sang, pulling a showy pose, which he smiled at. Afterward, I grabbed his hand in mine and asked "Have you eaten breakfast yet?"

"No," he replied.

"I'll make you some then."

"I thought you said you couldn't cook."

"I have frozen waffles and strawberries..."

Eli chuckled and said, "Alright, that sounds good to me. So, then shall we start your tutoring?"

•••

"One last time and then we're done...which battle was the Star Spangled Banner inspired by?"

"Baltimore!"

"Finally," Eli groaned and I laughed. "I was this close to leaving when you said Battle of Yorkshire."

"That's a real battle, though...!"

"It was the Battle of Yorktown, and Yorkshire is a county in northern England," he deadpanned.

"Well, the more you know."

He shook his head at me as he leaned against the back of his chair. I stood up to kiss his forehead and murmured against his skin, "Thank you, babe."

"You're welcome," he said, wrapping his arm around my waist to hug me close.

The phone started ringing and when I checked it, Umma's contact was on screen. "Hold on," I murmured as I grabbed it and answered the call.

"Yeoboseyo," I greeted lightly.

"Ah, yeoboseyo, honey!," Umma's sweet voice responded back.

She and I talked briefly, before I put her on speaker so she could hear Eli. I did this when Appa called once during our studying, but Umma's a lot more chipper when it comes to talking. This is her first time calling me from South Korea so she had a lot of things to tell Eli about (which is all stuff I already knew). I was a translator for both of them; Eli would ask how things are over there through me, she would answer through me, and so on. Afterwards, I put her off speaker to talk privately with her in my room. I plopped down onto my bed on my stomach, holding the phone to my ear. We talked for a while.

"Da-eum enn, nuh do whua ya getta! Hal-munnie ha go ha-labu-gee ga nul-uh nuh mo bo go shippo han da," (Next time, you should come with me! Your grandparents are dying to see you again) she said.

"Da-eum e, Umma," (Next time, Umma) I replied.

"Han-gook e sau gat go shippun gu ittsu au?," (Is there anything you want me to bring back from South Korea?) she asked.

I chuckled and answered, "Ah-moo gunna gwen cha na." (Anything is fine.)

"A-las au...," (Okay then...)

She decided on getting me something Kumamon related and I had a feeling she would've anyway. We both love Kumamon.

She stifled a yawn and murmured, "Ah, na iin je ga ya de. Yeou-gi nun beoul-sou se-byuk ii ya. Ii-ta ga maal-a ge." (Ah, I'll have to go now. It's already midnight over here. I'll talk to you soon.)

"Okay," I said, "bye bye, Umma. Sarang-he, jal-ja." (Love you. Sweet dreams.)

"Na-do sarang-he! Bye bye!"

After I hung up the call with Umma, I sighed and rested my head on my pillow for a few seconds. As I rested, a voice came from behind, "So this is your room..."

I lifted my head and looked back to see Eli leaning against the doorframe. Flashing a soft smile, I said, "Y-Yeah..."

"I was half-expecting you to have an entire set of animal patterned shoes lying around," he joked.

"Nah, there's just the zebra shoes, but I am hoping for leopard print on my birthday!," I jested back. He laughed at me and the sight of his smile along with him leaning on the doorframe like that had me swooning for him. He began walking around and I was almost a little nervous watching him take in everything. My room wasn't messy anymore but there was still that nagging feeling that there would be something embarrassing that he'd spot. He never said or joked about anything until he reached my bed and laid down almost on top of me. I smirked at him and asked, "What do you think you're doing?"

He smiled and answered, "Admiring how cute you look right now."

"Were you admiring me earlier, too?"

"I'd be lying if I said no," he replied, tugging down on my sweater collar to kiss my shoulder. He chuckled deeply and added, "I always tried to imagine your room every time we called..."

"Why?"

"Reasons," he answered softly against my skin. I pressed my hand against my mouth as a blush washed over my cheeks. Then, it intensified when I felt his hand brush against my butt.

"Have my short-shorts been teasing you this whole time?," I said, swinging one leg back and forth in a playful manner.

"Maybe just a little." He kissed at my ear and I chuckled.

"Well, I wouldn't mind if you admired...," I purred.

"Oh yeah?"

I nodded. "In fact, maybe a gentle massage will soothe me while you admire."

Eli chuckled at me. "Sure, why not."

I smiled happily at him, then laid my head down against my pillow with my eyes closed. He didn't hesitate to start and his hands were pressing into my back with tender force. I couldn't help but groan during the first ten seconds that he massaged my muscles. His hands traveled from my shoulders, down my spine, and to my lower back; unwinding my body with each move. When he tried pressing near my sides, I giggled. Then I received a quick kiss at my ear which made me giggle more. He kept pressing his fingers against me and it was more relaxing than I expected it to be. He's so good...

Eventually, I felt his warm fingers slip underneath the hem of my thin, pullover sweater. I smiled against my pillow, letting him trace his fingers against the bare skin at my lower back. Soon enough he used both hands to slide under my pullover. I felt the air touch my skin as he exposed most of my back and began placing soft kisses. I couldn't help but let out a quiet sigh of content. Next, a hand began trailing down to my shorts. As Eli sensually kissed at my back, he started squeezing and massaging my butt. Chuckling, I said to him, "If you keep that up, I think I'll start getting really excited."

"Will you now?"

Before I knew it, I felt Eli's weight at the back of my thighs as he straddled me down on my bed. I gasped when he leaned his hips against my butt and I couldn't help but bite my lower lip. As his hands moved up to my back to massage, he began to push his hips into me, slowly grinding against me. I could feel the warmth on my face as I blushed madly. Gently, I pushed my hips up more against him and buried my face into my pillow as I hugged it close. Eli started kissing at my left ear, biting and sucking on it. It wasn't a surprise when I felt my cock begin to stiffen against the bed. I moaned into my pillow as he moved oh so smoothly on top of me and I...ah, I almost can't take it...~

At one point, both of his hands stopped massaging. He just held me at my waist as he worked his own hips. While his head was down near mine, I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair. When I let go, he caressed one hand up my other arm until I gave him my other hand. He intertwined our fingers together, leaned over and kissed at every digit. His lips and hips were driving me insane and I wasn't sure how much longer I could take.

Suddenly, he came to a slow halt and asked me in a husky tone, "I don't want your glasses to get crooked with you laying like that. Turn over."

My eyes widened significantly enough for him to notice and he asked, "What's wrong?"

I chuckled and replied, "A-Ah, nothing. I actually, uh...this position isn't so bad..." I don't know why I'm getting so embarrassed about exposing my fuckin' bulge. I mean, he had to expect it, right? Oh god...

"Calvin," he drawled softly before he kissed my ear again. This charming asshole...

"Mmmm," I hummed against my pillow, "let's just stay like this for a while, babe-eeyyyy--whoa!" He had suddenly got off of me and picked me up to roll me onto my back. I yelped and covered my face with the pillow I still hugged onto. It wasn't long until I heard Eli's taunting, wry laugh and felt a hand brush over my bulge. It throbbed for him to touch.

"Calvin," he started as I felt him climb onto the bed again, "I was waiting for you to get excited, like you promised." I felt his hands caress my inner thighs as he opened my legs to him. My blush was getting worse and worse the more I focused on every touch he gave me.

I felt a tug on my pillow and knew he was trying to pull it down. I tried to hold on but Eli got his way. My pillow was placed against my side as he leaned forward to kiss my lips. I closed my eyes and relished their softness and taste. A surge of warmth and excitement shot through my body and I pressed my legs tight against Eli's waist as a response. As he kissed me in the gentle yet firm way he always does, his hand started tugging down on my shorts and underwear. I didn't stop him. They only became an annoyance anyway. It wasn't long before his fingers brushed against and wrapped around my stiff member. He chuckled against my lips and whispered, "Still twitching, huh, cutie?"

I couldn't make coherent speech; only quiet babbles due to a horny mind and body. Eli didn't mind this and started stroking my shaft as he kissed me again. I held a hand against the side of his face, caressing his cheekbone with my thumb. His tongue slipped between our kisses, grazing over my bottom lip and making me all crazy again.

When he stopped ravishing my lips, he placed a quick peck against my jaw and whispered against my skin, "Calvin, let me blow you..."

My eyes widened and my body nearly trembled with joy hearing those words. I was also surprised and it came out through my voice. "R-Really? You want to?"

"Yes..." No hesitance whatsoever. Fuck...~

"You've never done it before?"

He chuckled. "You're my first boyfriend, remember?"

I managed a smile as I brushed a hand through his hair again. "Yes. Still, I'm just making sure you really want to..."

"I'm the one who brought it up."

"Well, yes..."

"It's my first time. I'm not expecting it to be glorious, but I'm still willing. I have heard however that men know what really feels good better than women, sooo..."

I laughed and shook my head. Gently, I grabbed at his chin and met his lips with mine. Afterwards, I smiled at him and said, "Okay, you can go ahead. But I'll help you."

"Alright, BJ maestro," he remarked and I laughed some more.

Eli started lowering himself down, placing a few butterfly kisses on my chest and stomach along the way. I felt a little nervous seeing him so low like that. I rarely got this treatment before, so it's weird for me. Especially when I'll be guiding him.

"How do you want me to start?," he asked.

I didn't realize how harsh my blush felt until now. I answered him, "S-Start slow. Don't, uh...ya know, take it in yet, unless you want to, but you don't have to right now. Mmmm....just don't rush." Eli chuckled and I liked the way he smiled up at me.

He started sooner than I thought he would. I was overwhelmed at the sight of his delicious, pink lips kissing the tip of my cock. I almost started shaking with excitement when his tongue circled around for a moment. He left a hand stroking my shaft as his lips and tongue danced around my tip in the smoothest fashion. I couldn't help but curl my toes in all of the anticipation.

Without any warning, he took the head of my cock into his mouth. I had to hold a hand against my lips in order to keep myself from gasping. The inside of his mouth felt so unbelievably warm and wet. Fuck, I wanted to feel the rest of it hugging all of my cock, but I resisted the urge.

At first, Eli ran his tongue over my tip a lot to wet it, which I didn't mind at all. Then, he slowly began going a little further down. He was already lifting his head up and down at a slow pace. I bit my lip at the sight of him stroking my shaft as he sensually pleased my cock. Whenever he stopped for a short breather, he'd always run his tongue up to the very tip. God damn...~

"You okay?," he asked me.

I hadn't realized I was still covering my mouth, and I'm sure I'm as red as a cherry at this point. I nodded and murmured, "Y-Yes... You?"

He smirked and responded, "I'm feeling great."

A moment later, he was back to sucking my cock in his sensual, amateur way. Still, it felt wonderful, and warm, and exciting. His lips are so soft... His tongue is so wet... I can't help but sigh with satisfaction.

Eli's lips started going lower the more he pleasured me and I let him do what he wanted. At one point, I closed my eyes to focus on the feeling he gave me and my body shuddered with pleasure then. His mouth was starting to move faster, adding more to the amazing sensation. I squeezed my eyes closed tighter, bit my lip, and arched my back a little from my bed. When I breathed, my entire torso seemed to rise in sync. The excitement was seeping into every inch of my body and I felt the rush in the tips of my fingers. I clutched onto my pullover with one hand while the other slowly made its way down my hip so it could reach Eli's hair. Just when I was about to hold onto his head, I heard him groan and gag a bit.

I opened my eyes just in time to see him pull away and cough a little. It was then that I realized he had gone too far down. I finally brushed my hand through his hair as I said, "Be careful. Don't go that far just yet. Take it easy..."

"Okay... I got eager...," he said and finished with a light chuckle. That made me smile.

"I'm gonna hold onto your hair," I told him as he wrapped his lips around my cock again. He hummed, "Mmm-hmm," and went back to sucking me at his previous pace. I bit my lip and clutched his hair just enough. His hand still worked at the places he couldn't reach, which was just enough to have me moaning.

The more Eli sucked my cock, the more confident he started getting. He would go fast, then slow down to really let the pleasure sink in. His noises got louder the messier he got. I arched my back again and whimpered, "Ah, babe, just like that... F-Fuck, you feel good..." Words like that made him groan and go faster.

"Look up at me," I told him. He did as I said and lifted his gaze up to me, still sucking my cock almost hungrily at this point. What I wouldn't give to save a sight like this in my mind forever... Eli's dark, brown eyes staring back at me, shadowed with so much longing. His dark locks of hair pulled back from his face, caught in between my pale fingers. I ran my tongue over my top lip then bit my bottom lip hard. My fingers tightened on his hair and he uttered a sexy groan again, which sent lovely vibrations through my shaft.

Eli broke his gaze on me for a second to lean his head back a little and let my cock pop forward from his mouth. God dammit, that scene turned me on beyond anything I could comprehend. Fuck, it's like a porno, but real, and better, and--fuck, he's so hot...!

He ran his tongue all the way up my hard member and then sucked on the sides. Everything about the way he moved looked and felt perfect. He kissed the very tip before diving back in to sucking my cock like a damn sex god. He's so unbelievably sexy. I can't. He's fuckin' broken my mind and I love it...!~

"A-Aah, don't stop. M-Mmm, baby, please... Yes... Yes...!"

I couldn't think. My mind was focused on every second of the pleasure he gave me. My breaths became more hitched the more my excitement overwhelmed me. It was a feeling I couldn't stop--wouldn't dare to stop. Every second... Every breath... Every groan... Every small movement... I wanted everything. I want... I need... Please...

"Eli..."

Even when I close my eyes, the pleasure never falters. My fingers pulled on Eli's hair but he never stopped. My body felt too hot. It felt like it was trembling yet it wasn't.

"Eli...!"

Hot. So hot. His mouth is so warm and wet. I'm hot... I'm blushing so hard. Hot. Hot. Hot. Hot.

"F-Fuck...!"

A sudden rush of heat charged through my body as I moaned out my climax. My fingers clenched tighter on Eli's black hair as I arched my back again. My legs shook a little as waves of pleasure kept coming and rattled the rest of me. My toes curled up and unclenched every other second. When it all subsided, I was left a panting mess on my bed.

I looked down at Eli and, suddenly, harsh embarrassment racked my body when I realized I had came in his mouth. He was sitting up, his mouth slightly agape with a few droplets of my release on his chin and cheeks. My immediate response was to sit up, pick up my shorts, and blurt out, "I'm so sorry! I didn't tell you I was going to--ahh, crap! I-I have napkins, I think? Tissues? Wait!"

I scrambled across my bed to get to the edge so I could open up a drawer at my nightstand. At the back were a few napkins that I saved up because reasons, and yanked them out. When I turned back around, I asked, "D-Do you need to go to the bathroom to spit?"

"I already swallowed," he responded nonchalantly.

"Oh my god, why?," I whimpered, further embarrassed.

"Spitters are quitters, Calvin."

"Eli!"

I went ahead and cleaned up his face anyway using a few napkins. When I was done, I balled up the paper and murmured, "I am so sorry. I should have warned you. I just got really into it and I-I..."

Eli leaned forward and placed a kiss against my forehead. My panic faded away in that instant and I found myself closing my eyes with content. He traced a hand up my arm to hold it against my face and I smiled. When he stopped, he leaned his head into my shoulder and murmured, "Don't be sorry. But, knowing you enjoyed it would make up for an apology."

I wrapped my arms around his neck as he began placing soft kisses against my skin. I exposed more of my neck to him as he slowly started laying me down. Before he could pin me down again, I forced him to lie on the bed. As soon as he was on his back, I straddled his hips. He was taken by surprise, staring up at me with big eyes, but that didn't steer me away from the bulge I felt against my ass. I smiled and purred, "Your turn now, love."

He smiled back and held on to my waist as I leaned down to kiss him. His hands started sliding down past my hips to grope my butt again. I couldn't help but chuckle against his lips, before scooting down so I could return his wonderful favor.

I should wear these shorts more often.~