(This is my first story, I understand it is short, and I am happy to hear feedback.)
I'd like to.... distract you while you play your game. I know how you love your PC, and I know I love how tall your desk is.
I position myself underneath your desk, with a pillow for my hands and knees. My shirt is off so you can easily see my hard nipples indicating that I know know what's soon about to enter my throat.
You start to slide down your sweatpants, and I help you before I pull down your boxers, only for your hard cock to near slap my cheek, leaving a small spot of shiny precum. I lean up close and kiss the head of your cock, feeling it twitch. I feel your right hand start to lower itself, with your fingers lightly on the back of my neck. I slightly shiver, hoping you know you're welcome to push and pull on my head as you please. If there's any place for your cock, it's my throat.
I lightly kiss up and down your cock before taking the first couple inches in my mouth.
"My god, it's the perfect size," I think to myself as I begin sucking earnestly.
"Babe, your mouth is so wet and fits so perfectly around my cock. I love feeling your lips around the head of my cock," you groan, and your fingers tighten on the back of my neck.
I suck a little harder. Your fingers wander to the sides of my head, intertwining with soft sections of my hair.
I pull back slightly, wetting my mouth before pulling myself back on. I have another couple inches in my mouth, but I want all of it. Your hands grab bigger strands of my hair, trying not to completely lose control.
I pull back again, saliva hanging between my mouth and your veiny, pendulous cock. I take a moment to place my tongue square on the tip of your cock and make a tight circle around the head with my lips. I love feeling all your girth in my tiny mouth.
Finally, both your hands take both sides of my head and pull my face further down onto your magnificent, saliva coated cock. I'm so wet that I'm dying to spare a hand, needing to touch myself.
I love when you take control of my head like that, pushing your cock into my throat. And you do just that. Although I was able to take your cock in all the way to the base, you think you could do it a little better... your way.
While holding my head with both hands, you pull me off your cock, lean back in chair and look me square in the eyes. I take some much-needed breaths. Your precum and my spit are around the sides of my mouth. I never mind; I know there's just going to be more. I know I tell you often, but I sincerely love the taste of your cum. That's why I ask sometimes not to cum down my throat, but on my tongue.
Your hands are still holding the sides of my head. Your heavenly cock is only an inch from my lips. You see I'm staring at it. You slap me in the face with it. You slap my cheek, later my lips.
"Open your mouth; stick out your tongue,"
you say. Your voice has a rare roughness in it.
I stick out my tongue and feel your heavy cock slap onto it. I hear you groan as you run the head of your cock up, down, all over the surface of my tongue.