Fully Loaded E16 | Edging him is so easy

Everyone is over the age of 18

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From Aaron’s POV:

“Wait, you're joking, right?” Wyatt grips his long hard cock by the base, getting my spit all over his fingers. 

“Didn't you say you wanted to get edged out of your brain?” I take his cock from him and take him into my mouth gently. 

All

In

The 

Way 

In 

The sigh he lets out makes me wild. Not only is it so naturally primal, but it's accompanied by a subtle hardening of his already very stiff cock. I pull up slowly with my lips, making sure to give his member a little pressure as I spiral up. 

“Yeah,” he sighs again. “But not right now. We have such a long drive home.” Wyatt whimpers again as I lick his sheathed head. “Oh man, even that's going to make me close.” 

“Yeah?” I breathe onto his dick and pull his foreskin down to tongue his mushroom head. His heavy breathing excites me and I start fantasizing about the megaload he’s going to dump on my face. 

I can already see it. With such little stimulation, his slit would first dribble out precum that rolls down onto my tongue, and then he would start pissing watery cum like he does. If I increase my movements at that point, then that'll start contractions in his beautiful cock and he will explode like fireworks, raining his juices everywhere. 

But there is that one thing he said that echoes in my brain. He said that he starts to do crazy things when he's edged for too long. 

I want to know what those things are.

All of them.

Every single last one. 

“You're not going to cum right now,” I tell him. 

“But I'm really close already.” His hand closes over mine and tries to compel me to finish him. “It's going to be a big one. I can feel it.” 

“Promise me you won't finish without me today.” 

“I can't promise that.” Wyatt tries to rub his cock through the gaps of my fingers and I swat his hand away. 

“I'll make it worth it,” I say before I take his whole cock in my mouth again. I tongue gently, listening attentively to his whimpers so as to not accidentally push him over the edge. When his breaths become too uneven for my liking, I come off him fully. “Promise me.” 

Wyatt looks down at me and laughs, brushing his long hair out of his face. “You're not going to like me all crazy, I'm telling you now.” 

We’ll see about that.

“Wear this,” I say to him as I pick out a pair of gray shorts from his bag. “No underwear.” 

When the guys got back from canoeing, we packed up the tent and got back on the road. The boys must have been tired out from their early morning adventure, because they fell asleep in the backseat not long after we got on the winding path.

It was for the best, because Wyatt was fidgeting incessantly in the passenger seat, evidently agitated by what's going on between his legs. He can't seem to find a comfortable way to sit and his long legs in such a tight space didn't give him very many options.

I double-checked if the guys were asleep in the back. Then, I turned to Wyatt and asked, “Are you hard?” 

I see him turn his head quickly to look at the backseat and be reassured when Freddie starts snoring. Turning back to me, he stretches the fabric of his shorts to show me the outline of his hard-on. Glimpsing quickly between the road and his shorts, I smile to myself. I love that I did this to him.

Thankfully the road isn't complicated or busy, so I have the chance to put my right hand on his lap. I crawl with my fingers towards his shorts’ leg hole slowly, teasing him with light massages along his inner thigh. 

Even like that, I feel his body tense up and anticipate my touch. The heat emanating from his crotch is extremely sexy as the back of my hand grazes the inside of his shorts. 

I pause right before touching his cock and rub his surrounding pubes. His legs shift and widen as if he's inviting me to touch the aching member in between. I turn to smile at him and catch him staring at me desperately, which makes me so fucking hard. 

I lean over to touch more of his pubes, feeling his hard cock slide over the back of my hand. I purposefully ignore it, even though my own libido begs me to grab his shaft, and I dig to cup his balls instead. 

“Oh!” Wyatt grunts out loud. It was loud enough that it caused Freddie to stir behind us. 

“Are they sore?” I stroke his ball sack with my thumb and juggle his nuts in my palm. They feel exceptionally heavy and I could tell how tender they were from the way he’s squirming in the seat.

“Aaron…” he winces and I look down at his shorts. At the tip of his bulge near the waistband is a wet spot that wasn't there before. His face is contorted in a mix of pain and pleasure. “I need to nut. Seriously.” 

“Not yet.” I can feel myself leaking in my pants. It feels so powerful to have him in the palm of my hand like this. The desperation emanating from him is so addicting and I can almost feel his balls churning out more juice as I play with them. 

“I need something!” Wyatt whines in frustration beside me. I check again to see if the guys are still sleeping in the back. Then, I move my thumb up higher, going from his sack to the base of his cock. 

“Ahhh…” Wyatt moans softly. “Oh yeah…. oh yeah….a little higher…” 

His Adam's apple is prominent as he leans his head back and opens his mouth. “Oh god yes…” His ball sack tightens in my palm as he revels in the little stimulation he's getting. 

It's incredibly sexy. At the red light, I use my other hand to adjust my boner so it's in a more comfortable position.

“Can you cum like this?” I ask him while smudging my thumb lightly on the base of his rigid cock.

He shakes his head. “Well, maybe if you went up to the middle a little bit more.” 

Tricky bastard. You're not getting off so easily. 

“Just a little…” Wyatt whines as he senses my reluctance. “I won't cum. I just want a little bit of relief.”

The light was taking forever to change. As I contemplated what I wanted to do with him, my horny side took over my inhibitions. I unbuckled my seatbelt, hiked his shorts up with both hands, and plunged down on his dick. 

“MmmM!” 

Up

Down

Up

Down

“Mmmm!!!” I hear his struggle in the way that the sound vibrates in his throat. 

Up

Down

With my tongue, I feel the juices travel up his long shaft and I swallow down his copious amount of precum with delight and pride in my work.

The honking from the car behind us brings me out of the moment and I quickly sit up. 

“Are we there?” Freddie asks me groggily as I put the car back into drive and go through the intersection. 

“Not yet,” I say and glimpse to my side. Wyatt still has his long and painfully hard cock out his pants’ leg hole. The vulnerable expression on his face is

So

Fucking

Hot