I hummed softly as I deftly fingered the tab of his zipper, and slowly pulled it down.I hummed softly as I deftly fingered the tab of his zipper, and slowly pulled it down. I reached inside his fly and stroked his cock through one less layer of clothing, his briefs all that were separating the heat of his skin from my eager hand. Brian had always lamented the design of men's briefs, particularly the annoying overlapped opening in the front. "What's the point of trying to thread your penis this way and that way to get it out, when you can just pull the waistband down under it?" Normally, he had a point. Right now, I blessed that silly flap as my hand sank down into his underwear and closed around his shaft, pressed up against his belly. I looked up to peer at his reaction, and was rewarded. His eyes bored straight ahead, intent on his driving, but his jaw was clenched, and his nostrils flared with his accelerated breathing. His knuckles on the steering wheel were white with tension. My heart thudded with excitement as I stroked his cock, the satin feel of it making me almost dizzy with desire, which I voiced. "I want this," I said, "I want this so badly." His jaw unclenched, and worked back and forth as if to relieve a kink, and he finally replied, "Jesus, Holly..." I heard the strain in his voice. "You know I can't stay with you when we get there..." He was referring to the fact that he had to return to his classroom and study for his exam the next day, which is something I had understood and agreed to before I even bought the plane ticket. But that didn't mean I had to like it. And I was going to make damn sure he didn't either! I squeezed his cock again and slowly ran the soft part of my thumb over his slit, pressing it downward and rubbing it slowly. I could feel the precum slick the skin of my thumb, and my heat escalated a notch. "So?" I said, in my best 1-900 voice. The huskiness of it was so deep it surprised even me a little. Brian didn't even look at me, just gnashed his teeth and clutched the wheel desperately. The car was speeding so fast I wondered if he had the accelerator all the way to the floor. He finally worked up a reply, "So...goddammit don't TEASE me like this!!" he blurted. Ahha. So now _I_ had the control. I remembered a similar circumstance in the distant but recently-remembered (heh) past when the roles had been reversed. |