15 Luke
“How can I refuse?” My voice quaked. “I think it was you all along, you’re the reason I’ve waited. No one else could compare.”
Joe’s fingers fumbled with the buttons of his slacks, but his intense gaze never left my face. His lips pursed and his forehead smoothed out as he inhaled.
“I can’t believe I will be your first.” He murmured. “And, your last.”
The finality of what he said struck me, and my aching d**k thumped against my stomach in anticipation. If only he would get on with it, get rid of his pants and take me.
“C’mon, Joe, what are you waiting for? I want to taste you, feel your c**k against my tongue before you…” My voice trailed off, and instead of words I used my hands to show him what I wanted. Reaching under my balls, I rubbed my hole, biting my lip to keep from c
