We sat next to each other, as if after a storm. The room smelled of saliva, sweat, and sex, though neither of us had said it out loud yet. His cock was still hard, and so was mine. But neither of us knew what to say.
Austin spoke first.
“Matt?”
“Mhm?” I didn't turn my head, just stared at his stomach, tense, as if ready for something else.
“What... exactly is rimming?”
I looked at him. Seriously?
“Do you want the encyclopedia definition or the one that will send a shiver down your spine?”
He laughed nervously. “I just... never knew exactly. Licking ass? What's so cool about that?”
I tilted my head back, resting it against the wall.
“It's not just about licking. It's about the moment when a guy loses control. When he spreads his legs and another guy's tongue touches a place he can't even touch himself. It's vulnerable. It's real.”
Austin was silent. So I continued.
“It's hot. Your muscles tense up. You open up where you're normally closed off. And then... someone starts caressing you with their tongue. Like they want to break you open from the inside, but without using force.”
I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye. He was looking at me. Not with disbelief. With curiosity. Like a student who suddenly wants to pass an entire semester in one evening.
“Does it really work?” he asked quietly.
“If it's done right? It blows your mind. And your ass.”
He bit his lip.
“I never thought of it as... pleasure.”
“Because no one showed it to you right,” I replied. “Maybe it's time to change that.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” he fired back after a second of silence. “You want to lick my ass?”
I didn't look at him right away. I gave him a moment to feel the power of his own words.
“It's just a tongue, Austin,” I said calmly. “You had my dick in your throat longer than this will take.”
“Dude... that sounds... fuck... you really want to...”
“Learning by experience,” I interrupted. “You say you don't understand. So I'll show you. It's not about gay stuff. It's about physiology. Pressure, relaxation, nervous reactions.”
He looked at me, confused. But he didn't move away. And that was enough.
“So what, I'm supposed to lie down and spread my legs like some kind of whore?” he said, as if he wanted to stop me.
I smiled slightly.
“No. You're supposed to lie down and feel. Then you can decide what you think about it. But first... let me take care of your body.”
He was silent for a long moment. Then he looked at me with something between anxiety and curiosity.
“And what... am I supposed to give you access to my...?”
“Your ass is part of your body, Austin. Don't tell me you're soft when you had a dick in your throat just a moment ago.”
He pressed his lips together. He swallowed.
“How... how do you do it?”
“Just lie down. I'll take care of the rest.”
He looked me straight in the eyes. Then he said only:
“Fuck... okay. But if this fucks me up mentally, it's your fault.”
“It won't fuck you up. It'll open you up.”
Austin sighed and fell onto the bed. His back against the mattress, as if he were going to relax.
“Ass up,” I said. “Spread your legs. Don't be afraid of your own body.”
I knelt between his legs. I pulled them up slightly until his knees were higher and his buttocks were raised. His breathing was tense. He was staring at the ceiling.
“Relax,” I said quietly. “If you tense your ass, you won't feel anything. If you open up... you might not want me to stop.”
I leaned forward slowly. My lips were a few inches from his hole. I spread his buttocks with my thumbs. It was warm. The skin there was soft, taut. It smelled masculine. Real.
The first touch with my tongue was gentle. Short, like a test. Austin flinched.
“Fuck... that was...” He breathed heavily. “This is weird.”
“Weird?” I slid my tongue lower and then back up, slowly, carefully. “What's weird is that you haven't experienced this before.”
I moved my tongue along the edge, slowly, as if asking for permission, even though I already had it. He was breathing unevenly.
“Matt...” His voice was muffled, buried in the pillow. “Fuck...”
I sucked lightly. Then I pushed my tongue deeper until his thighs tensed.
“Yes... just like that. Open up, Austin. Let yourself feel more.”
He started moaning. Not loudly. But genuinely. His hips were shaking. I held his thighs. My tongue danced around his hole as if trying to write something there.
“Fuck... this is... better than it should be,” he gasped.
I didn't answer. Because I already knew what was going to happen next. He knew it too. He just didn't have the courage to say it yet.
His face was buried in the pillow. His arms were tense. His thighs were spread apart. And I was between them, with my tongue deep in a place that no one was supposed to touch, not even him.
I licked him slowly. Methodically. As if his hole was made to take my tongue. To fuck him with my breath alone. To melt a boy who never thought it would turn him on.
I held him by the hips, but I didn't have to force anything anymore. His body stopped running away. He was breathing heavily and his cock was standing hard, throbbing as if begging for more.
“Matt...” he whispered, almost incomprehensibly. “Don't stop...”
I slid my tongue deeper. I felt his body twitch. I moved it around in circles, making a few slow movements. He gasped, letting out the air with such tension as if he were coming.
“Breathe,” I said quietly, moving closer to his ear. “You're all open now. I can feel it.”
“Fuck...” he hissed. “It feels like you're fucking me with just your tongue.”
I smiled.
“Because you are.”
I ran my hand down his back.
Then I pulled back.
He lay there in silence, completely relaxed. His eyes were closed. His body was calm. His breathing was slower.
I sat down next to him. We didn't say anything for a moment.
Finally, he spoke softly:
“I’ll say this only once: not a word to anyone. Seriously.”
“Relax,” I replied.
“This stays between us.”
He fell silent again. He lay there for a moment, then added:
“But... if you ever feel like doing it again... you know... to reinforce it...”
I just smiled.
“Sure. Sometimes you have to repeat a lesson to remember it well.”
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