Riding in Stiles

Stiles watched in awe as Danny swallowed all seven thick inches in one quick motion. His hand slid along with his lips to the base, letting his hand drift up his abs and chest while he rode up and down in a smooth gliding motion. Danny looked up into Stiles’ eyes and reached up to pinch one of his small pink nipples.

“Holy shit!” Stiles exclaimed. He wasn’t quite sure what he thought a blow job was going to feel like, but he never realized that it was going to be this good. The warm, moist velvet of the inside of Danny’s mouth was caressing every nerve in his shaft, sending electricity throughout his body.

Danny slowly bobbed up and down on Stiles. His head rolled back in ecstasy and he moaned loudly, giving Danny the confirmation that he knew what he was doing. Stiles knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out for long if he let Danny keep going. He reached down and placed his hand on Danny’s head, guiding him slowly off. His knob made a popping sound as Danny disconnected his mouth from it.

“If you keep that up, I’m going to finish in no time” Stiles breathed, winded from the oral journey through bliss. He dropped down to his knees, still straddling Danny, and pushed him onto his back. The two were joined as one in a passionate kiss, Stiles laying his tight frame on top of Danny. He could taste his own saltiness on Danny's tongue and wondered if Danny tasted the same.

Stiles began to move his mouth down Danny's body, stopping to tickle a nipple with the tip of his tongue. He peppered hot, wet kisses around his chest and washboard abs, voyaging to places he never thought he would go. He stopped a moment when his chin felt the wet tip of Danny's wood.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Danny asked, looking down into Stiles eyes. There was a fleeting moment of question in Stiles' eyes before he nodded.

"I'm sure. In fact, I don't think I've wanted something more" Stiles said confidently.

He reached down and wrapped his hand around the base of Danny's giant prick, and pointed it straight at his face. There was a clear drop of precum glistening at the tip, and Stiles brought a finger to it, slowly spreading the slick clear juice around the mushroom head. Danny groaned softly at the delicate touch. Stiles licked his finger gingerly, tasting Danny, realizing it was quite similar to himself. Stiles ran the flat of his tongue along the underside of Danny's twitching member, sending a wave of pleasure through him. Stiles was becoming infected with lust, wrapped his mouth around the first few inches of Danny, and began to suck. He slurped and drooled, trying to fit as much of Danny in his mouth as he could, even gagging a few times when he reached his limit. His mind was reeling with desire, so much that he reached down and started pleasuring himself. Danny was moaning so loud he was sure the neighbors would wonder if someone was being beaten to death.

"For someone who has never done this before, you sure know what you are doing." Danny looked down at Stiles who was giving him what could be the best head he's ever had.

Stiles removed himself from Danny only long enough to say "It just comes naturally I guess", gave him a wicked grid, licked his lips and went back down to work.

He licked and sucked to the point where his jaw was beginning to ache, yet he didn't want to stop. He was hooked. Stiles nursed on Danny like he was giving him the nectar of life. He decided to take things a bit further and stopped blowing Danny. The muscles in his face thanked him and started to relax until he broke out into a devilish smirk.

He took hold of Danny's rod and stroked him while slowly working his way back up to his mouth and shoving his tongue inside. Danny held tightly on to Stiles while the two sunk deeper into lust. Stiles was tugging on both of them vigorously while the two made out, Danny panting and moaning while digging his fingers into Stiles' back.

Stiles leaned forward, reached back to pull Danny's shaft out from underneath him and let it slap against his ass. He began to rock gently, sliding the slick tool up and down between his cheeks. Danny reached down, spreading them farther apart and brushing a fingertip against his hole. Stiles could feel him exploring an area he has never shared with another person, and was eager for him to continue. Danny's dick was dribbling down Stiles' ass crack, lubricating his twitching pucker. Danny's finger began to press harder against his hole, easily beginning to dip in and out.

Every time he penetrated slightly deeper, Stiles' cock throbbed against Danny's abs. He began to grind against his hand, forcing Danny's finger deeper inside him. Stiles was wild with passion, clutching handfuls of blankets and moaning and gasping for air. He began kissing Danny deeply, his tongue thrusting in synch with Danny's finger. He cried out in rapture into Danny's mouth.

Stiles was in complete heaven, but couldn't get enough of Danny inside him. He reached behind, pulled Danny's hand away, and grabbed onto his cock. Time seemed to stand still as the two looked into one another's eyes.

"So, if I wanted to, you know, do something, do you have protection?" Stiles asked, running his fingers up and down the length of Danny’s shaft.

"Well, to be honest, I wasn't expecting this.” He paused and his eyes rolled back in his head for a moment from Stiles’ manipulation. “I’ve never really gone this far with someone, so if you're OK continuing, I'm OK."

Stiles stopped playing with Danny and looked deep into his eyes. For a moment, his heart fluttered as he realized he was falling for Danny. Stiles lost all control.