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Sweeping Him Off His Feet

Chapter 163: Baby boy, I’m about to cum.

Author: Lili_drea_
updatedAt: 2026-01-27

CHAPTER 163: BABY BOY, I’M ABOUT TO CUM.

The cock of the Augustine was already in front of Charles lips and it was motioning for Charles to take it in.

"Come on, Pookie," Augustine purred, his voice a sultry whisper as he leaned back slightly. "Don’t hesitate. Suck on it like candy."

Augustine words were a subtle command, his tone soft yet firm as he removed his hands from his throbbing cock, placing his hands beside himself.

With Augustine’s seductive voice as Charles motivation, Charles confidence grew.

Charles body humming with anticipation as he reached out, the slender finger of his right hand wrapped around the girth of Augustine shaft.

Charles heart was beating extremely fast as his finger curled around Augustine cock. It was as hard as a rock.

Once more, he swallowed hard and began to roam his hands upwards and downwards.

"Mmmh, oh yeah, just like that..." Augustine moaned.

The contact of Charles cold hands on Augustine’s cock made a hiss roll out of his mouth.

"Tsssss!"

Augustine felt the urge to to thrust his dick into Charles... the urge to dominate him, to assert his control but Augustine knew that this was Charles first time of giving a blow job, so he decided to allow him to explore... even if it was for a little while.

Meanwhile, the hands on Charles which at first was roaming around Augustine’s cock in a slow motion began to increase its pace.

As each passing second etched away, Charles confidence grew.

With a newfound determination, he decided to put his knowledge into action.

Charles opened his mouth, pouring a mouthful of saliva onto Augustine’s cock.

"Ohh, fuck, fuck, yesssssss." Augustine moaned in pleasure, tilting his head backwards as he closed his eyes.

As Charles saliva began to drip from the cap of Augustine’s cock, he slowly draw his tongue out of his mouth.

Charles tongue swirled around the swollen head of Augustine’s cock, his eyes still open as he took in the taste and texture of Augustine’s flesh.

"Fuccck!" Augustine cursed. "Mmmmh, fuck... so good."

Charles circled his tongue again, tracing patterns along Augustine’s shaft.

Charles lips pressed against Augustine’s dick in a soft, sucking motion.

"Mmmmmm," Charles purred, his left hand reaching out for beneath his boxer brief.

He dive his hands to touch his own hard members as he swiftly began to stroke it. "Arrgh!" Charles moaned.

As Charles inner monologue continued, he explored Augustine’s flesh, his mind racing as the realization hit him: ’Wow, this actually tastes normal,’ Charles thought. ’I was expecting something worse.’

With a boldness born from newfound confidence, Charles gently bit down on the sensitive tip of Augustine’s cock, his teeth grazing Augustine’s skin with the lightest touch.

"Fucccckkkk!" Augustine groaned.

His groan was a guttural sound of pleasure, a mix of surprise and pure carnal bliss as Charles tongue worked its magic on his cock.

As Augustine’s fingers tightened into fists, fighting the urge not to take control... Charles tongue continued its journey, trailing down the length of Augustine’s shaft to explore the thick veins that ran along Augustine’s dick.

With each roll of Charles tongue, he fastened the pace of his left hand on his own dick, jerking his hand up and down in a sensual manner.

"Mmmh, oh yeah, just like that..."

A low groan rumbled from Augustine’s throat, the sound like thunder as his eyes squeezed shut even more.

Augustine’s fingers clenched, digging into the flesh of his palms as he fought the urge to grab Charles head, to thrust into the sweet warmth of his mouth.

The heat of Charles tongue was driving Augustine crazy.

’I like the sound of his moan.’ Charles thought to himself because he could feel his own dick dripping with precum.

Charles withdrew his tongue, sliding it back inside his own mouth as he gazed upwards to maintain eye contact with Augustine.

Charles had expected Augustine to be looking at him, but to his surprise, Augustine’s eyes were closed.

Charles lips curved into a smile as he opened his mouth wider, his teeth gently grazing the tip of Augustine’s cock as he took Augustine into his mouth.

"Fuck, baby boy!" Augustine groaned, his head tilting back as Charles took him deeper into his mouth, the heat and wetness of his tongue swirling around Augustine’s shaft.

The wetness of Charles mouth made Augustine’s cock harden even more.

Charles swallow hard, and with a courageous breath, he began to trust Augustine’s cock in and out of her mouth.

"Mmmmmmm,"

Augustine hiss as he couldn’t stop his fingers from tangling into the hair of Charles hair.

Charles bobbed his head up and down, his lips sliding along the length of Augustine’s cock in a rhythm that drove him wild.

"Agh! Fuck," Augustine cursed beneath his breath. "Uhhh, uhhhh, uhhhh, god, so close, don’t stop."

As Charles quickened his pace, his mouth working Augustine’s cock with greater fervor, prompting Augustine to grew impatient.

"Fuck this!"

With a hiss, Augustine fingers tangled tighter in Charles hair, his body moving in rhythm with Charles as he began to thrust his hips, fucking Charles mouth as he made sure his dick thrust deep inside Charles throat.

"Mmmrrrmmmppphhh!" Charles gagged, his mouth stuffed full of Augustine’s shaft as his face was fucked relentlessly.

"Yeah... that’s baby boy." Augustine seductively whispered, giving Charles more courage to fastened the pace on his hand on his own dick.

Charles could literally feel his dick getting hard with each stroke.

Meanwhile, each thrust of Augustine forced a muffled whimper from Charles lips.

"Ahh, ahh, ahh!"

Charles jaw stretched wide as Augustine forced his cock deeper and deeper while his body writh in a mix of discomfort and lust.

With each grind of Augustine’s hip, his cock struck against the back of Charles throat prompting Charles to gag as Augustine plunged deeper and deeper, his hips thrusting with a ruthless rhythm.

"Arrgh!"

Saliva pooled in Charles mouth, trickling down his chin and dripping onto his heaving chest, as tears of pleasure streamed down his eyes.

The saltiness of Charles tears added to the wetness of his skin.

"Uunnnghh..." Augustine growled, his hips thrusting faster as he fucked Charles face, the tension building in his balls as he neared his climax.

"Mmmghhh!" Charles moaned, his throat vibrating against Augustine’s shaft as he fought to suppress his gag reflex, the pressure in his chest growing as Augustine cock throbbed inside his mouth.

"Ahhh... arghh... arghh..."

Charles continued to moan as Augustine drove him to the edge of insanity.

Charles withdrew his fingers from his own dick as he looked up at Augustine and this time around, Augustine was staring at him, rocking his hips deep, leaving Charles fighting for air.

Swiftly, Augustine’s fingers sliding from Charles hair as he took a step back, the sound of his cock sliding from Charles lips echoing through the room.

"Baby boy, I’m about to cum," Augustine purred, his eyes dark with lust as he watched Charles gasp for breath.

Augustine’s cock was still glistening with the wetness of Charles saliva. "I’m gonna decorate your body with my seed."

Before Charles could register Augustine’s words, thick ropes of cum erupted from his cock, the first jets arcing upwards and splattering across Charles face.

The warmth of Augustine’s seed mingling with the sweat and tears on Charles skin.

With a feral snarl, Augustine raised his cock higher, spraying his cum onto Charles forehead and cheeks and Charles gasped, his mouth open in shock as a few drops landed on his tongue.

"Oh fuck, Pookie..." Augustine growled, his chest heaving with the exertion of his climax.

Augustine smirked, his eyes flashing with a gleam of possessive dominance as he reached out and slapped Charles cheek, his palm leaving a hot imprint on Charles skin. "Swallow it, baby boy," Augustine commanded, his voice a low rumble of authority.

Charles obeyed, swallowing the cum in his mouth, his face still dripping with the remnants of Augustine’s seed as he closed his eyes, his body trembling with a mix of fear and desire.

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