Chapter 7

His hand made its way into my underwear and circled my cock, giving it a little squeeze. I jerked into Ernie’s fist and kissed him harder, both our lips bruised and wet as I attacked his mouth like it held the secret of life itself.

“That’s it, love, move with me,” he said.

With one hand at the back my head and the other pumping my dick, I moved with Ernie, my arms around him as I fucked his fingers with very little to ease the way except the seeping fluid from my slit. The burn was so good.

“I’m, I’m almost there,” I panted and licked his nose before nipping his chin. Then it hit me, and I cried out as I spilled seed all over his hand and moaned in release.

“God, you’re even more beautiful than in my dreams,” Ernie whispered, his voice awed as he kept pumping me through the shivers and jerks until I was spent. I collapsed against his chest, breathing hard and noticed the steel pole in his pants beneath me.

“Fuck, Ernie. That was…”