💕stenry💕

10

I felt his tongue on my ear-.. there's a sensation I've never felt before-... he continued, he used one hand to hold down both of mine as his other went back down to my dick. "I heard you moaning my name... it took everything in me not to walk in there and take what I want" what he wants? All I'm saying is that every single thing Henry does just turns me on so much more so at this point I'm basically ready to get the fuck out of these clothes. I was gonna say something but Henry beat me to it. "What were you imagining? I heard you say my name and then please right after? What did you want me to do so badly you had to say please? I mean you just sounded so desperate.." how am I even supposed to say something like that out loud? "I.. uhh.. well-.. you-..." I moaned breathlessly as he kissed my neck again, "cmon baby just say it, I won't judge.. I'll tell you what I fantasize about" ok now I have to tell him.. "I was just imagining-.. you-.. uh s-suc.." I literally felt so anxious this is so embarrassing but I'm too horny to stop any of this. "I was imagining you sucking my dick.. uhhhhh-.. y-yeah" I felt my hands be released and my eyes widened as I looked down, Henry was getting on his knees. "Oh yeah? Was I on my knees like this?" I must be so flustered right now. I just nodded and looked down. "Want to hear mine?" He stuck his hands in my shirt I felt his hands slide up my stomach and back down gently. I nodded again as he lifted up my shirt. I sucked in slightly as he kissed down my stomach. "When we're not hanging out.. sometimes I imagine you.. so helpless.. oh god.. so desperate.." he would stop between every few words and kiss me again, every time moving further down. "I'd be sucking your dick.. but you'd be laying on the bed and I'd be on top.." he moved further down. My hands moved to the back of his head. His hair is so soft. "You'd be begging me to let you cum.." oh god his fantasy is way hotter than mine, I barely even said anything. I want him so fucking badly right now, can he just please suck my dick? "Though the question is.. would I let you?" We made eye contact, he didn't look away, trapping me in his gaze as he continued. "Only good boys get to cum" that's it, those were the words that made me absolutely lose it. "Jesus fucking Christ Henry bowers are you going to suck my dick right now or keep teasing me?!" He looked so amused, like he knew I was gonna say that. "I mean.. teasing you is so much fun.." He shook his head and laughed before leaning in. He undid the top button and then started to unzip my pants. As soon as I heard the zipper it was like it snapped me back to reality.

//SEXUAL PART IS OVER, IF YOU SKIPPED CONTINUE READING HERE//

  A feeling of worry washed over me as I suddenly realized I didn't want to do this. I started breathing heavily as I moved away, "WAIT" Henry looked confused as he moved his hands away, "you okay?" I shook my head, he's gonna be so upset.. I keep doing this kind of stuff-.. he's going to hate me.. I-..I-. "Henry please don't hate me.." my eyes were at the point where there was pressure building up from trying not to let my eyes water, which they were now for some reason. It's like every bit of horniness left my body. I said it again as he stood up. "Please don't hate me henry.." he reached forward but I moved away quickly, "Henry.." he looked so confused. To be honest I'm even confused. "Stanley, can you just tell me what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" He thinks he did something wrong? I'm the problem here. "I am-.. so.. so fucking sorry-... I-.. I'm such a horrible person-.. I keep hurting you.. I'm.. I'm so sorry henry.. fuck! Please don't hate me.. I.. I thought I was ready I really did.. I really did I'm so sorry.." A few tears fell but I wiped them as quick as I could. Henry moved and for some reason it made me flinch. Is he mad? Is he upset? Is he gonna leave? Does he hate me? Is it over? Did I ruin everything? His eyes widened, "oh god-.. fuck-.. you thought I was going to hit you? Jesus-.. fuck-.. fuck.." wait he's swearing a lot, he's mad.. he hates me.. he's never going to speak to me again. At this point the tears were already pouring from my eyes and I was shaking from this anxiety attack. I couldn't breathe, "Henry I'm so sorry please don't hate me.." he frowned and opened his arms.. wait is he not mad? "Stanley.. it's ok if you're not ready.. you don't have to be.. I'm not upset.. I'm fine with waiting longer I keep trying to tell you that.. why do you think I ask before I do everything? I want you to be comfortable around me.." I wanted to hug him but I just can't-.. "Henry.. I keep.. keep hurting you.. I flirt with you and joke around but as soon as anything serious happens or you talk about us dating-.. I.. I reject you.. every time.. I don't want to hurt you I'm just not ready.. I'm sorry it's taking so long.." despite me moving away from him he hugged me anyway.