Exclusive Excerpt from David

by B.J Smyth

Bradley follows me down the stairs. The room is just as I remember it; a soft ambient glow from the light in the corner, the slow erotic music playing in the room. Bradley grabs my hand and leads me to stand in front of the bed, turning me to face him.

‘Stand here.’ He says, then walks to the corner where the sex sling is hanging on a frame. He pulls open one drawer in a cabinet near the swing. I cannot see what he takes out of the drawer but he walks back over to where I am standing. He has a red silk scarf in his hands, which he folds to create a blindfold and ties over my eyes.

‘This will heighten your senses.’ He whispers into my ear. I can feel his breath on my skin, not knowing if he is in front or behind me. I felt his hand brush tenderly along my jawline, then trace down my neck, his fingers stopping within the open neckline of my shirt, pressing against my chest.

He begins to slowly unbutton my shirt. Shivers run down my spine as I feel his wet tongue circle my right nipple, making it stiffen. His tongue then moves to my left nipple, making that one stiffen. He then removes my shirt from my shoulders and pulls it off my arms. I’m now standing, blindfolded, in just my jeans. He runs his fingers up my spine with soft, gentle touches. My mouth is now watering, my cock hard in my jock. I want him to just rip off my clothes and fuck me, but he doesn’t. I feel a tug at my belt as he releases it, then unbuttons my jeans and pulls them to the floor.

His hands slide up the inside of my legs to the top of my inner thighs, then slide around the back and over my arse. I feel his mouth kiss my cock through the material of my jock, making it throb. I’m already leaking pre-cum.

Then his hands vanish. I can’t feel him near me or hear him moving around in the room. I seem to stand for ages.

‘Bradley, are you still here?’

‘Don’t speak.’ He growls loudly at me, sounding annoyed.

I say nothing else. Minutes later, I feel the hair of his chest against my back, his cock pushing against my arse as his fingers grip my nipples tight. He kisses and bites my neck.

My body is tingling all over as he kisses down my spine. His hands grab my arse cheeks and pull them apart as his tongue, wet and juicy, licks between them, searching out my hole. I try to move my legs further apart but they are restricted by my jeans around my ankles.

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