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You couldn't deny that Matt looked good sitting in front of his computer, too good in fact.
Like every other night, Matt was playing video games on his computer, probably with his brothers, or alone, you couldn't find the strength to care. All you could think about was how much you needed him. Carefully, you made your way to his desk, and towards his chair.
“Hey.” you whispered.
"Hi." he answered without taking his eyes off the screen.
“Wanna hang out?” you asked, putting your hands on his shoulders.
“I'm busy, but you can sit with me if you want.” he said and you rolled your eyes in annoyance, “hanging out” wasn't really the plan. Quickly, a lamp lit up above your head and an idea came to you.
“Yeah, I think I'm going to sit down.” you said. Matt spread his legs expecting you to straddle his lap, but you unexpectedly sat under his desk and scooted between his thighs. He just blushed and let out a strangled gasp.
“Are you sure you're comfortable there? ...” you just nodded.
As the minutes passed, Matt was just trying to ignore your gaze on him and your hands moving up and down his legs, making him nervous. The angle didn't help, really, you were on your knees in front of him, looking at him as if you wanted to swallow him, what else could he imagine?
"What's up?" he asked you.
"Nothing. Keep playing." you said and for the first time, he actually listened to you. You tried to hold back as much as you could, but eventually you gave up and touched. You waited until he was distracted to move closer, using his thighs as support to bring your face closer to his crotch. Still paying attention to him, you brought your nose closer and inhaled, sniffing his musk through his clothes, his eyes shot wide at you.
“I-I'm playing.” he said and let out a nervous noise.
“Go back to your thing.” he gulped, but obeyed.
You slowly lowered his pants to his knees, in case you had to pull them back up. There you came across his half-erect member, and you couldn't help but believe that Matt's sensitivity was the cutest thing. The slightest touch from you turned his cock into a hard fountain of precum.
You gave his bulge a trail of kisses before licking a line across his boxers, earning a sigh from him. You looked up to see a blushing Matt trying to ignore your teasing.
“I can’t with you like this.” he said sighing as you began to palm his bulge through the confines of his underwear.
"Take it."
“I have to finish this game.”
“Don't worry, you'll finish.” (and he did.)
Matt just threw his head back in frustration and horniness. With your delicate fingers, you tugged at the waistband of his underwear and his cock sprang out of his boxers, accidentally hitting your face. Matt gave you a nervous grunt.
“Can't you wait?...” he asked, trying to maintain his composure.
“Do you want to wait?” he shut up again and let you get on with your work, because he knew he really didn't want you to stop. You took his shaft with one of your hands and stroked him slowly, up and down, maintaining eye contact.
The way you looked at him so lewdly as if you knew what he needed drove him crazy. Your eyes pierced him as if he was transparent, and you could see all the desire he held. Every time you looked at Matt with those obscene eyes he couldn't stop his responsive body from reacting, causing an erection that he quickly had to deal with.
Matt had already stopped paying attention to the game, he was just acting like he was typing and clicking things, but he was actually analyzing every slight touch you gave him. Eventually you grew bored of touching him with your bare hands, so you moved your mouth to his cock and wrapped your lips around his head. You looked up asking for his consent, and he obviously gave it to you with a frantic nod, he already looked so out of breath.
You didn't waste any more time and slowly took more and more of his meat, until you stopped halfway because you couldn't swallow any more. When you heard the slight hitch in his breathing, you understood that you were working on him well. You continued bobbing your head on his cock, collecting the precum from the source. You massaged the part of his length that didn't fit into your mouth with your free hand, and with the other you squeezed his trembling thigh.
Matt bit his lip trying to hold back the moans that threatened to come out of his mouth, but they only made his breathing hitch. The air in his room became thick making it difficult to breathe, and his brain turned to mush every time you plunged your tongue into the slit of his tip.
You liked to look at him when you gave him head because you knew that with that you gained the most magical sounds from him, moans that echoed in your head like bells from heaven.
“Ah, ah…” Matt moaned every time you put more of him into your mouth and he felt his tip hit the back of your throat. “Just fuck me already…” the tender pleas that Matt murmured, bathed in pleasure, seemed enough to give reward him, so you took his entire cock into your mouth in a quick motion. You felt your nose hit closer to his pelvis due to the slight thrusts that Matt gave to your mouth.
“Hmph… mghm…” you hummed with your mouth full. Your attempts to speak only sent vibrations through Matt's cock, making him lose control more and more.
“F-fuck… need to use you… n-need to cum,” Matt warned. He grabbed a fist full of your hair and began thrusting into your mouth, bruising your throat harder each time. You tapped his leg, expecting him to be more gentle with your sorry little mouth, but it was useless, and his thrusts became more animalistic as his climax built.
“I can't take anymore… ah… so close…” he mumbled you as you looked up at him, begging him to stop using your mouth as a fleshlight. Your cheeks were wet with your own tears from the constant abuse of your throat, and a mixture of his precum and your saliva dripped from your lips, a sight to remember.
“F-fuck, s-so fucking close, yes…” Matt whined in a high-pitched voice and that familiar knot in his stomach formed. Without warning he was shooting white stripes of cum into your warm throat that wrapped around his cock so well, and you had no choice but to swallow it all.
You pulled his cock out of your mouth with a pop, and a string of saliva connected his head to your lips, you coughed. Matt was still coming down from his high, until you brought your mouth back to his crotch to collect the cum that had dripped on his balls. You licked all residue from the previous activity, leaving his member clean, and he only squirmed from the overstimulation that your teasing tongue caused him.
“T-too much… no more…” Matt begged.
“Need to clean you up.” you responded and he obeyed once more, trying to keep his sensitive hips from thrusting in unison with your tongue, until you finished.
“Was I too rough?” he said worried, and somewhat embarrassed.
“Mmh… I like when you’re like that.” you responded and Matt let out a relaxed sigh.
"Go brush your teeth." he said chuckling
“What if I kissed you right now?”
“Gross.” Matt answered although he didn't really care, but before he could keep talking you stood up to make out with him. He stuck out his tongue and licked the mixture of your saliva and his own cum that dripped from your chin, tasting himself.
Honestly, he didn't taste that bad.