More Tasters on the blog. Here, more Will.
Will nodded and rose quickly,
turning to the door. He felt he was floating as he walked through the hall, his
head cloudy.
“Will,” Nicholas said again.
“You enjoyed that?”
He sank into a chair in the
kitchen, unable to worry that his master still stood. “That was...May I?” he
asked again, reaching for Nicholas’ member that had fallen from its former
glory to rest against his thigh.
“If you wish,” Nicholas said.
“Don’t feel obliged. I know that was your first-” He cut off in a gasp as Will
fell to his knees once more. He wanted to worship the penis. In a sudden
revelation, he knew he would do anything to have this. Everything he did would
be to bring him back to this. He stroked Nicholas as he sucked. He could taste
the oil coating him, and something else, something mellow. Above both of those,
was the semen. Salty and thick. It would be his drink of choice.
“Slow, Will. You want to drag
it out, don’t you?” Nicholas’ hand touched his and Will slowed. He was right.
Will wanted this moment to last forever. This one, and the one after when his
mouth was filled. He held the white cream on his tongue this time, tilting his
head back to let only drops slide down.
Nicholas sighed. “You have no
idea how beautiful you look right now.”
Will’s eyes were still closed,
still savoring his moment.
“What are you doing?” Sophia
asked, nearly screeching.
“Discovering his tastes,”
Nicholas said as though it were obvious.
“How do you know his tastes?”
“Sophia, look at him. He is in
utter bliss.”
Will opened his eyes and looked
at Sophia from the corner of them. He didn’t rise, didn’t swallow.
“Oh,” she said in amazement.
