When I suck your dick, I own you. Your cock is mine. I might be on my knees, but I’m in control. When your cock is in my mouth, I’m the most powerful force in your world.
I flick my tongue around the underside of the head. The pleading neediness in your moan turns me on.
“Yes,” you grunt breathily. “Look at me.” You comb your fingers through my hair, your hands urging my face slightly upward until my gaze meets yours.
The vulnerability in your eyes makes me wet. The way you respond to every slurp and stroke of my mouth is like a fucking drug. I get high on the power I have over this gorgeous cock and the beautiful man it’s attached to. You twitch and moan with every oral caress.
I deep throat your rock-hard shaft and lick your balls when they slap my chin. That works. You like that. I’ll do it again. Then I’ll swirl my tongue around your smooth, swollen dickhead. Slow, lazy circles at first, then fast, sloppy circles while I stroke your shaft with one hand and cup your balls with the other. You like that too. It’s fun, but I don’t want you to cum yet, so I slow down. I suck hard, and clean the precum off the tip of your rigid cock. You involuntarily thrust your hips. I grab your them and squeeze, reminding you to stay still. I’ll decide when it’s time, not you.