Summer vacation was now slowly slipping away, and because I was deliberately staying away from the game room, I hadn’t seen John for several weeks. It was weird but I was still having strong feelings to be with him, and wanting to go up to the game room, I started using the car he promised as a reason to go up there to see him. I know it’s weird, but because he was the first person, the only person I’d ever had sex with, I was wanting to be with him again.
I continued to think about him and the car he had promised, but more importantly, I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened, revisiting what took place, wanting to again experience having sex, even if it was with another guy.
I still felt it was wrong, having sex with a man, but being he was my only reference to what it was like to have sex, the pull to be with him was overpowering.
Maybe, I was missing all the attention he had given me, or maybe because he was the first person that I had sex with, deep down there was an undeniable want, a want, to be with him, to feel him in me again, but why?
I didn’t know what to do, I needed an excuse to go up to the game room to see him and interact, hoping he’d somehow initiate wanting to again have sex.
In any case, I had made the decision that I would go over to his apartment again, but how? Trying to think of a way, I realized, I could use the car like he had as an excuse to see him, but I would have to go up to the game room, so we could run into each other.
The next day, I consciously or maybe unconsciously made a choice to venture up there to hang out and to see if John was there, wanting to show him I was still interested.
Confidently, I entered the game room and looking around, it didn’t take long before we saw each other. He was chatting up some young guy across the way, but seeing me, John soon excused himself and approached me asking, “How are you doing?”
I knew it was just to get a feel for why I might be up there, hoping I was there to see him, and like me, wanting to be with him again. In conversation, John casually said, “You haven’t been around lately.”
Looking at him, I smiled and simply told him that I had been busy. He seemed to understand, and when John suggested, “You should come by my place again,” I was hesitant but seeing an opening I eventually replied, “I’ll try to come over later.”
It shocked him a little I think, but was visibly excited and assertively asked me, “When are you thinking.”
When I didn’t reply, John quickly suggested, “Why don’t you come by later today.”
It was a Friday afternoon, perfect I thought, and yea I could go over there anytime, and really, it was the reason I was up there. Looking at me, John pressed a little more asking, “What time do you think.”
He had to wonder why I might be wanting to go to his apartment, obviously thinking to himself that I might want to be with him again, or maybe it was the car, but being nervous, I again didn’t reply right away.
Seeing my apprehension, John smiled and quickly suggested, “You know, we could leave now,” and then continued by saying, “I can drive us over there.”
Again, I froze, I couldn’t do it, but after some additional prompting, he eventually couldn’t help himself but try using the car to entice me like before. Hearing it though, I smiled to myself thinking, “There it is.”
I knew he would use the car at some point and after trying to convince me a little more, I eventually agreed to go. John was immediately overly excited, but again wanting to make sure he asked, “Are you sure?”
Smiling, I paused but seeing him waiting eagerly for an answer I simply told him, “Yea.”
Looking at me, he smiled and after a subtle touch on my shoulder he said, “Wait a minute, okay.”
It confused me for a second, but as I watched him go over to the young guy he had been talking to and say something, I saw there was an obvious look of concern on his face as he looked over, which made me realize John must have been trying to build him up like he did me.
Leaving in his car, we didn’t really talk much but trying to break the tension, he ask if I wanted to stop for a bite to eat. Smiling to myself, thinking I should have known he’d suggest that too, I simply said, “No I’m okay.”
John had now put his hand on the seat by me to get my attention, saying, “I’m glad you still want to hang out.”
It was a simple casual response to keep me interested, but nervous, I didn’t reply, and continued to look out the side window.
I knew where we were going and it didn’t take long before we were close to his apartment complex. Pulling in to the complex, he parked, he hurriedly ushered me inside having me follow him.
Stepping through the door, I looked around, but as John closed the door behind us, I froze. I again felt trapped, and when John said, “Go ahead and have a seat,” directing me over toward the couch, I was hesitant but ended up nervously moving into the living room area.
John had followed me and as I sat down, he moved over, sitting by me on the couch, relatively close but not too close. We talked about stuff, nothing in particular but being there with him and joking around a little, I started to feel more comfortable.
When our conversation happened to pause, John said, “I’m really glad you wanted to come over again,” and moving closer, he reached over, touching my leg.
Looking down at his hand on my leg, I became a little anxious, realizing he might be looking for a way to ask if I wanted to have sex with him again, even squeezing my thigh to get his attention.
I knew he was close to asking and looking at him, he smiled and said, “Hey, why don’t I show you around the apartment.”
Smiling at him, John quickly stood up, and motioning for me to get up too, he reached for my hand. Taking it, I followed him over to the kitchen area, which was right off the living room.
I had seen this all before, albeit briefly but then looking at me, he smiled and letting go of my hand he said, “Come on,” leading us toward what I knew must be the bedroom.
Going down a short hallway like before, I was nervous, but I still followed him. Again, there was a small bedroom and a bathroom part way down the hall, one on each side.
A little further down the hallway, we eventually went into the bedroom at the end. It was dark, but more muted and when he let go of my hand, I cautiously moved further into the room.
Hearing him close the door behind us, I quickly turned and looked at him. He was walking toward me, smiling and as he got close, he put his hands on my shoulders and seductively said, “Are you okay?”
Smiling, I simply replied, “Yea,” which made him smile too, but then after a subtle squeeze to my shoulders he asked, “Why did you decide to come over.”
Looking at each other briefly, I knew he was looking to see if I wanted to be with him, but when I didn’t respond, he leaned into me. Feeling he was attempting to give me a kiss, I quickly turned my head to the side. It was weird to think he wanted to kiss me, I wasn’t expecting it, but not skipping a beat, John simply gave me a kiss on the cheek.
Embarrassed, I looked down, but immediately he grabbed my chin and gently turned my head. He was smiling as we looked at each other but then he said, “I’m really glad you wanted to come over,” and then prompted me by saying, “I’ve wanted to be with you again.”
It made me smile sheepishly, I knew he wanted me to agree with him and I was kind of glad he was taking the lead, but I really wasn’t expecting him to want to kiss me.
Continuing to look at each other he quietly said, “Close your eyes.”
“Oh my god,” I thought, “he wants to kiss me, and as I continued to nervously look at him, he told me, “It’s okay.”
Knowing it was going to happen, I tried to block it out, but did what he said and as I closed my eyes, John pulled me close, pressing his lips against mine.
Feeling him kiss me, made me flinch and instinctively pull away, opening my eyes. John immediately pulled me close again, giving me a hug, obviously aroused in some way.
Eventually though, he leaned away a little, and smiling he said, “That was nice.”
Again, it did make me smile, I don’t know why, but really it was weird to be kissing a guy, and when I didn’t reply right away, he grabbed my hips and pulling me close, he again told me, “Close your eyes.”
Smiling at him, he gave me a subtle nod and leaning toward me he quietly said, “Go ahead.”
Cautiously closing my eyes, I waited for him to kiss me, and again as his lips touched mine, I winced and immediately tried to desperately block out what was happening.
Pulling me closer, he repeatedly kissed me, and then feeling him turn his head slightly, I suddenly felt him try to push his tongue in my mouth. I was hesitant, and thinking, “What’s he doing,” I opened my eyes and again pulled away.
Looking at each other, holding me, he seductively remarked, “Open your mouth for me.”
Leaning into me again, I quickly closed my eyes, and when he kissed me, I hesitantly opened my mouth, letting him put his tongue in mine. Again, it was so weird to be kissing a guy, and when our tongues touched, and he reached down, grabbing at my crotch, I pulled away.
Looking at each other, John smiled and after giving me a hug he said, “That wasn’t so bad, was it.”
Not saying anything, he looked down and continued to grope for my cock. Feeling my cock, he grabbed it and feeling I was getting hard, he suddenly looked up and smiling he jokingly asked, “What’s this?”
Blushing, I looked down at his hand on my cock but immediately he moved his hands to lift my shirt up over my head.
Not exactly sure what he was doing, I obligingly helped him get my shirt off, but with my hands up, John reached down, quickly getting my shorts unbuttoned. Tossing my shirt toward a chair, I glanced down and unknowingly smiled as I watched.
Things were moving fast now, and when I instinctively shifted my hips, letting my shorts fall to the floor, John looked up at me.
Kicking them aside, I shyly stood there looking down. I was nervous, but John again grabbed my chin, and looking at each other, he closed his eyes and went in, trying to kiss me. This time though, when I turned away and again shyly looked down he said, “That’s okay.”
I really wasn’t into it, kissing another guy, but John, trying to get aroused, started feeling on my chest. Looking at his hand on my chest made me smile, but suddenly he step back. Looking up, curious about what he was doing, I watched as he now took off shirt.
He had a tiny little pooch of a stomach, but being able to see his hairy chest and dark skin was arousing for some reason, and wanting to reach out to feel it, I looked up at him.
However, before I could, he went down to his knees, and after feeling my cock through my boxers, he looked up remarking, “You’re hard.”
Watching him and seeing him smiling as he continued to feel on my cock, I self consciously looked away. Yea, I was hard, and it felt good, but when I suddenly felt him mouthing my cock through my boxers, I again looked down.
He really only did it for a little bit, but I still couldn’t believe it, and then as he pulled my boxers down and my cock flopped out, I again looked up, closing my eyes trying to distance my thoughts like before.
Getting my boxers all the way down, he prompted me to step out of them. Pushing them aside, he immediately started jerking my cock, which again made me look down to see what he was doing.
Looking up at me he asked, “Does that feel good?”
Smiling I simply said, yea and when he looked down again and took my cock in his mouth, I closed my eyes and looked up.
“Oh yea,” it felt good, I had wanted this and hearing him sucking me, I looked back down. Watching him gently stroking my cock, having it go in and out of his mouth, and hearing him sucking it, I couldn’t help but smile to myself remembering the first time he gave me a blowjob.
Eventually though, he stopped and taking my cock out of his mouth, he looked up and asked, “Do you like that?”
He had to know I did, I was hard and feeling myself blushing, I simply smiled at him. Watching him continue to pull and stroke my hard cock made me think about wanting to cum, and when he took my cock in his mouth again, sucking me, I knew I was.
However, he suddenly stopped again, and standing up he said, “I want you to try it.”
“What does he mean,” I thought, but seeing him quickly take off his boxers, and then straighten up, I looked down to see his cock.
It was dark skinned, thick, definitely circumcised, with tangled black hair that reached up his stomach, and before I knew it, John put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees.
Looking up at him nervously, knowing he wanted me to suck his cock, I was unsure about it, but seeing him smiling and then say, “It’s okay,” made me look back down.
“Oh my god,” up close his cock seemed so much bigger and thick, and seeing it was veinie too, made me again nervously look up. John was smiling and as he slowly started stroking it, I had to look down.
Thinking about sucking his cock, worried me now, and when he moved closer and he told me, “Open your mouth,” I looked back up at him.
Smiling, he immediately leaned forward, trying to touch his cock to my lips. It surprised me, and made me open my mouth, and closing my eyes, I let him put it in.
His cock, especially the bulbous head felt so big in my mouth, and it made me worry, “Is he going to cum.”
However, John now reached down, taking my one hand, putting it around his cock, telling me to hold it.
Opening my eyes, I took hold of it, and feeling how hard he was in my mouth, I closed my eyes. John now let go, and grabbing my head with both hands, he started slowly moving my head back and forth, making me suck his cock.
It was so weird to be sucking him, but when he said, “That’s it,” I tried to embrace what was happening by putting my other hand on his thighs.
“Oh my god, I’m actually doing it,” I thought, but again worried, especially hearing his breathing, “Is he gonna cum.”
Seeing me glance up at him, he suddenly stopped and leaning away, he pulled me to my feet. Unsure, I casually wiped my mouth, and smiling, I looked at him and wondered, “What’s he doing.”
Smiling at me too he said, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
Feeling myself blush, embarrassed in a way, I looked down and when he started gently rubbing his cock again, I nervously looked back up. He really was so hard, and when I didn’t say anything, he suddenly turned me to face the bed.
Having his hands on my back and knowing he was wanting to fuck me, I started thinking about it too, but he seemed to be in a hurry, pushing and, rubbing his cock up against my ass. I think he was worried, worried that I might stop him and he wouldn’t be able to do it, but I was anxious, I wanted him to fuck me.
Not knowing exactly what he was wanting to do, I looked back for reassurance. Seeing me looking at him, John felt on my ass briefly and then grabbing my hips from behind, he pushed me saying, “Get on.”
Smiling nervously, I looked away and hurriedly climbed up on the bed. Crawling my way up further, John immediately got on behind me and feeling him spread my legs, I nervously looked back to see what he was doing.
John now put his hands on my butt, and then rubbing my back, he pressed his cock against my ass saying, “Oh yea,” which made me smile to myself.
Again, I really wanted to feel him in me, but was a little apprehensive too, especially after seeing how big he was, and remembering how much it hurt the first time. John now deliberately started sliding his cock up and down my crack. It was a turn on, and I’m sure it was a turn on for him too.
Pushing me forward more, having me bend over, I put my hands on the bed, bracing myself. However, John now subtly leaned away and wanting to see what he was doing, I glanced back. He had grabbed a tube of lube off the nightstand and when he conveniently tossed it on the bed in front of me, I looked away.
Putting his hands on my back again, he pushed on me saying, “Put your head down.”
Like before, he rubbed my ass cheeks, and again seemed to deliberately spread them, wanting to see my tight little butthole. Again, it was arousing, and I know it was arousing for him too, because he said, “You still look really tight.”
I knew he was going to fuck me, I wanted to feel it, and when he grabbed the lube off the bed and applied it to his cock and then dabbed my hole, I leaned back. I wanted him to know I was ready, and when he again touched my butthole, I took a breath.
Hearing John grab his cock and sloppily rub it, made me lean down more, and then feeling him tease my butthole with his bulbous head, I pushed back, knowing what was coming.
Feeling his hands on my ass, I felt I was ready this time, and when his cock brushed against my ass, I looked back thinking, “Oh yea.”
I wanted to feel him in me, I was anxious, but John instead subtly started fingering my ass. It felt good, but the sound and the feel of his finger going in and out, I leaned down more, letting my ass spread.
It was making me hard, and when John again started rubbing the head of his cock against my hole, and then try to push it into me, he told me to relax. I was eager to feel his cock going in me, and in a weird way, I wanted to experience the pain again, and I knew he wasn’t going to disappoint.
Feeling him blindly trying to guide the head of his cock in me, I subtly reached back wanting to help. He eventually found the opening of my tight hole, and pushing into me, I tried to relax.
Again it didn’t hurt right away but then suddenly the pain was so bad, it made me reach back and pulling away I said, “Oh god, Stop!”
I tried to relax and accept the pain, but feeling me pull away, he took his cock out and asked, “Are you okay?”
Oh, it hurt, but after painfully telling him, “Yea,” he said, “Okay,” and slowly tried to push into me again .
It still hurt, but I didn’t want him to stop, and keeping one hand back, pushing on his thigh I asked, “Go slow.”
Feeling I needed to help, I now spread my ass cheek with my one hand, and when I felt his cock slowly pushing into my ass a little more, I put my hands back under my head, desperately trying to relax.
It still hurt, but he was in me now, not too much but enough and feeling him grab my hips with both hands, I took a deep breath and started rocking back and forth.
It helped me accept the pain, but the feel of him in me made me blurt out, “Oh my gosh.”
Immediately John stopped and still holding my hips he asked, “Does it feel good, or does it hurt.”
Looking back, I gasped and simply told him, “Both.”
Hearing this, John immediately asked, “Do you want me to keep going?”
Of course, I wanted him to keep going, but said, “Just go slow.”
Telling me to again relax, he started slowly trying to fuck me, but again it hurt and made me raise up. Still holding me, he told me to relax and to put my head down.
Wiping my forehead, I put my head down and tried to relax, but suddenly and aggressively John pulled me back, thrusting his cock deep in me.
It hurt, I rose up again thinking, “Why’s he doing this,” and reaching back, I pushed on him.
Continuing to hold me, he did it again, forcing his cock all the way in. Turning slightly, I grabbed at his thigh and asked in a desperate voice, “Stop, “it hurts!”
Grabbing my hand, holding it, he said, “Just let it sit there.”
I’m sure he was worried I’d pull away, but I didn’t, and instead I let go of his thigh and tried to brace myself.
John now reached up, and after gently pushing on my back with one hand he told me, “Put your head down.”
Smiling to myself, I did what he said and wrapped my hands under my head, trying to block out the pain.
Immediately though, John started trying to pump my ass, and as he moved his cock in and out of me, fucking me, he asked, “Are you okay?”
Desperately trying to relax, not really wanting him to stop, I nodded, but rose up, again telling him it hurt. He still held me by my hips but casually leaned forward and moving his hands to hold me by my shoulders he said, “It feels so good.”
Slowly making me move back and forth, it still hurt, and when I moved to put my head down, trying to relax, he again grabbed my hips. He only fucked me a little more but stopped and asked, “How are you doing.”
Taking a breath, I said, “I’m okay,” and then leaning over me, John reached around and took hold of my cock.
Yea, I was hard, and yea it continued to hurt, but really was more of an ache now, and hearing I was okay, he let go of my cock and again started fucking me.
The feel of his cock going in and out of me actually felt good. I know he was wanting to cum, I wanted him to cum too, and only reminded me that I needed to still move back and forth, helping him.
He was trying so hard to cum, and maybe it was me, but his cock did slip out a few times. Fortunately though, John always managed to put it right back in.
“Oh yea,” I remember the feel every time he had to again push into me. I’m sure you know what I’m saying, feeling his cock again penetrate my ass, but immediately I knew I needed to help.
John started fucking me faster, seemingly desperate to cum, letting his body slap against my ass, but hearing his cock going in and out of me, and the smell, only turned me on more; I wanted him to cum.
Suddenly though, he stopped, and pulling out, he pushed me to lay on my back. “What was he doing,” I thought, but when he grabbed a pillow and tried to force a it under my back, telling me to raise up a little, I knew he wasn’t done.
John moved in front of me, and kneeling between my legs, he asked, “Are you okay?”
Looking down, seeing his cock, I smiled and simply said, “Yea.”
His cock was still hard and glistening from the lube, but seeing me looking down, John grabbed my cock, feeling and rubbing it for a little bit. Watching what he was doing, John leaned forward, and grabbing my thighs with both hands, he lifted me up slightly and adjusted the pillow that was under me.
Looking down at what he was doing, positioning me, he said “Hold em up.”
Shifting a little, I tried to keep them raised up best I could, but eventually he put one on each shoulder. It was awkward, but he then leaned into me, and looking down, he took hold of his cock and tried to push into me again.
“Oh my god,” it hurt, I wasn’t expecting this at all and as he pushed further into me, he leaned forward, saying, “Look at me.”
Looking up at him, I’m sure he could see it hurt, but he leaned down and when he kissed me, I closed my eyes.
He was in me, but again it was weird to be kissing a guy, especially like this, and when he leaned up and again said, “Look at me,” I grabbed his legs.
Looking at him, he leaned down and kissing me, he again deliberately pushed deep into my ass. It hurt, I tried to pull away a little, but he held me and whispered , “Take it.”
John again kissed me, putting is tongue in my mouth and immediately started thrusting his hips, fucking me. Seeing his face, seeing his expression, I laid back, and tried to accept what was happening.
Fucking me harder now and faster, my legs accidentally dropped off his shoulders. He didn’t stop but instead grabbed my thighs and pulling me toward him, he continued to fuck me.
He was breathing hard, and I could see he was probably close and then leaning forward he said, “I’m gonna cum.
Holding me, looping his hands under my shoulders, pulling me closer, he gave a few quick thrust into me. Smiling, knowing he’s going to cum, I put my hands on his hips, bracing myself.
John now stopped, but only briefly, and hunching over me, he slowly started moving his cock in and out of me again. Letting my legs down, wanting to feel his cock jerk inside me, I waited.
Feeling his cock bucking inside me, knowing he had cum, I smiled and instinctively put my arms around him thinking, “Oh yea.”
John let out a subtle moaned and after slowly pumping my ass a few more times, he leaned up and looking at me he asked, “Are you okay?”
Smiling, I told him, “Yea,” but when we happened to move slightly and his cock slipped out, a little bubbly fart embarrassingly let out.
“Oh no,” I thought, and looking at him, knowing something had probably oozed out, I smiled awkwardly.
He was still smiling, but it was embarrassing that his cum and lube had probably seeped out of my ass, but he was done.
Giving me a casual little kiss, he slowly lifted off me, and then kneeling between my legs, he spread them, obviously wanting to see. I knew cum and lube had drained out, I could feel it, but he was smiling, and then looking up at me, seeing I was embarrassed, he closed my legs a little.
Thinking, “Oh my god,” I leaned up on my elbows to see what he was doing.
John was still leaned forward, holding his semi hard cock, and as I watched, he actually managed to squeeze a small amount of cum out, letting it drip onto my cock.
I had thought about what cum might taste like, and seeing his cock and his cum dribble out, I looked up at him. He smiled, but then leaned up off me and pushing my legs down, he rolled to his back, laying next to me.
Reaching over, he casually felt on my chest and my stomach saying, “That was nice.”
It made me smile, but still feeling the cum and lube that had seeped out of me, I tried to squeeze my legs together.
Sensing something might be wrong, John leaned up on his one elbow and suggested, “Maybe you should go use the bathroom.”
Smiling, I cautiously slid off the bed, making sure to keep my legs closed. I thought it was kind, and a little weird too, but John helped me get off the bed, and even walked me to the bathroom.
Immediately, I could feel the cum and lube that had leaked out, running down the inside of my thighs. I tried to tighten my ass, and trying to keep my legs together, I quickly ducked into the bathroom, closing the door.
Wiping my ass and the insides of my legs, a feeling of embarrassment came over me. Sitting on the toilet for a second, I heard a door close, and realized he must have gone into the bathroom too that was in the bedroom.
Again, I wiped my ass and tried to push out whatever was in me. It was a lot and knowing I needed to go back to the bedroom, I wiped my ass one more time, quickly gathered my emotions and headed back to the bedroom.
It was dark now, but I could see John was under the covers waiting for me, and as I cautiously approached the bed he said, “Come on,” throwing open the covers, inviting me to get into bed with him.
Seeing his naked body, legs spread, looking at me, I couldn’t help look at his body too and seeing his semi limp cock, I hesitated. However, when John patted the bed, suggesting I get in, I smiled and ended up climbing in with him.
Laying there on my back, John cast the covers back over us, and turning me he said, “Lay on your side.”
Facing away from him, John pulled me close and asked, “Are you okay.”
Quickly telling him, “Yea, I’m okay,” he gave me a hug, and when I grabbed his arms holding him too, he kissed me on the back.
Feeling his hairy chest and stomach against my back was a little weird but when he reached down to fondle my cock, stroking it, I instantly started getting hard, especially when he again deliberately pushed his cock against my butt, I wanted to cum.
I think he knew, because after kissing my back again he quickly cast the covers off us, and pulled me to lay on my back again. John sat up, looking at me, and smiling he continued giving me a handjob.
Closing my eyes, trying to concentrate, thinking about wanting to cum, my cock got harder, and when he said, “Cum for me,” I tried to focus.
It really felt good, he was definitely going to make me cum and when he whispered, “Let me see it,” I moved my hips as he continued to jerk me off.
John kept stroking my cock but then leaning forward, he hastily took it in his mouth. It surprised me, the feel of my cock in his warm wet mouth, but when his tongue teased the head, I look down.
Feeling him sucking my cock, and feeling him still jerking me, again reminded me of the first time he gave me a blowjob, and it was obvious he wanted me to cum.
My cock was hard for him this time and when I started bucking my hips a little more, trying to fuck his mouth, I was close. Stopping for a moment, he looked at me again saying, “Cum for me.”
Putting my hands on his head I told him in an out of breath voice, “I’m gonna cum.”
Taking my cock back in his mouth, he waited, obviously wanting to feel the first jerk. I wanted to cum, and when I felt him put his one hand on my stomach, I started bucking my hips, trying to fuck his mouth.
Breathing hard, I again said, “I’m cumming,” and reaching my one hand down, grabbing his hand on my stomach, I squeezed it and let it go.
Stiffening up a little as the first buck of my cock shot cum in his mouth, John stopped altogether, and holding my cock, keeping just the head in his mouth, he let cum shoot in his mouth as my cock jerked again and again.
Cum was only dribbling out now, and when John looked up to see if I was done, I let my body go limp, and dropped my hand to my side. Exhaling, I smiled, and feeling him again start to suck and squeeze for the last little bit of cum, I leaned up on my elbows and looked down.
John was smiling, but seeing he still had my cum in his mouth I thought,“What is he doing.”
Moving up a little, he smiled and then half opening his mouth, he showed me all the cum in his mouth.
Seeing it, I thought, “Oh my god,” and smiling sheepishly I wondered, “Why is he showing me.”
Looking at each other, he must have known it was making me uncomfortable, because he swallowed hard and then smiling, he opened his mouth, showing me it was gone.
Seeing this, made me smile too, but when he moved up more and said, “That was a lot, a lot more than the first time,” I felt embarrassed.
Smiling, John moved up more and holding me, he closed his eyes, and kissed me. Immediately, I closed my eyes too, and knowing he had just had all that cum in his mouth, I cringed.
Continuing to kiss me, I caught a faint musty smell of cum, which made me wince, but when he deliberately pushed his tongue in my mouth, and I felt I could taste it too, I pulled away.
I know he had swallowed it, but I also know he kissed me, so I’d taste it, but I think it was the smell of cum and the idea that some probably went in to my mouth that made me pull away.
Trying to push him up off me, I leaned up, and cringing, I swallowed. It did make me gag a little, and I don’t know if it was the smell or the thought of cum in my mouth, but seeing him smiling, really was a turn off, and thought to myself, “I want to leave,” but how.
I’m sure he could tell something had changed, something was wrong, but smiling, he again kissed me, and asked, “How was that.”
Not saying anything, I wanted to go, and feeling I needed an excuse, I sat up and simply told him, “I think I’m gonna go”
Immediately, John tried to convince me to stay and in desperation he said, “Please let’s spend the night.”
The feeling of being with another guy took over; I had to go but he was insistent and as I started to get dressed he again asked, “Why don’t we just lay in bed a little.”
I didn’t know what to do, but when he put his arm around me and he pulled me back into bed, I reluctantly got back in with him. Laying there, he again held me from behind, feeling on my chest and stomach.
I still wanted to leave but was having mixed feelings and when he said, “I really like being with you,” I felt in a way obligated to stay, at least for a little bit.
It was nice to feel him next to me, holding me and when I happened to doze off, the issue about having cum in my mouth, passed. However, I suddenly woke up, needing to pee, but when he felt me trying to get out of bed, he held me and pulling me close he said, “Don’t go.”
I could feel he was getting hard again, and felt he was deliberately pushing it against me, but needing to pee, I pushed him away saying, “I gotta go to the bathroom.”
Getting off the bed and heading toward the bathroom John said, “I gotta go too.”
Hearing him, I looked back, and watched as he slid off the bed too, following me into the bathroom. It was awkward, him standing there with me, and seeing him naked, holding his cock trying to pee, I felt embarrassed.
I know I needed to pee, but couldn’t, and instead watched as he started peeing first. Seeing his cock, and seeing him peeing, I couldn’t help but smile, and when he finished he asked, “Do you need some help?”
Immediately, with out asking, he reached down, taking hold of my cock too. Knowing I needed to relax and to concentrate on peeing, I grabbed my cock from him and tried to aim. John now let go, but continued to watch and when I was done he said, “You’ve got a great looking cock.”
He wanted to keep this going and we ended up going back to the bedroom and as we got in bed again, he said, “I really like being with you.”
I didn’t know what to say, I liked being with him too but every now and then, I’d have those feelings, feelings that it was wrong to be doing. Pulling me close again, John threw the covers over us, and held me from behind, pressing his cock against my ass.
It was really late now, but feeling him holding me, I felt I couldn’t leave and eventually, I ended up falling asleep in his arms.
I’m not really sure how long it was but, suddenly something woke me up. It was John, he had taken my hand, and feeling it on his cock, making me rub it, surprised me. I didn’t know what to do, but seeing it had woken me, he said, “What do you think?”
Rolling to my back, I looked down to see what he was doing. He was hard again and feeling how big it was in my hand, I nervously looked back at him.
Smiling, I got my hand around his cock and as I started rubbing it, he laid back. Looking over at him, and seeing he had his eyes closed, I rolled to face him more, and continued to stroke his cock.
I was in deep now, stroking his cock, but looking at it in my hand, and seeing the loose skin rolling up and down was making me hard too. Looking up at him briefly, I wanted to see if I could get him to cum.
Continuing to jerk him off, I looked back down, hoping I was doing it right, hoping he’d cum. He was starting to buck his hips, and eventually reached down, helping.
Looking up at him, he stopped me and blurted out, “I want you to suck me.”
Trying to not stop, I kept rubbing his cock, but he again stopped me and said, “You wanta try it?”
Immediately, my gaze shifted and looking down at his cock, made me nervous to think about sucking it. Yea, like I said, I had thought about what it would be like, and I know he made me suck it earlier, but I was still reluctant and when I didn’t move to do it he said, “It’s okay.”
He wasn’t pressing me to do it, but I wanted to try, but again was way too nervous, especially knowing he was probably wanting to cum.
John now simply let go, and pushing me, he again had me lay on my side. Glancing back to see what he was doing, I watched as he moved to lay behind me again. Holding me again and feeling on my chest, I thought, “Maybe I should.”
Smiling to myself, I put my hands on his arms again and simply said, “Okay.”
I don’t think he heard or understood what I was saying at first, but when he kissed my neck, I said, “I wanta try.”
Leaning away from me, he pulled me to lay on my back, and as we looked at each other he asked, “Are you sure?”
I could feel myself blushing, but looking at him I nodded and said, “Yea.”
John gave me a big smile and then swinging his legs under himself, sitting on his heels again, he pulled me up to my knees. Continuing to look at each other, John reached down and casually started feeling on my cock.
I was fixated on his cock too, looking at it as he rubbed mine, thinking about sucking him. John then leaning down, took my cock in his mouth, sucking it and feeling on my balls. It felt good, but I think he was showing me what to do, but again, I was so nervous to try it.
John now lay back and holding his cock up, jerking it he said, “Come on.”
Seeing I was unsure what to do he sat back up and smiling he said, “You lay down.”
Doing what he said, I laid on my back and as he moved up, kneeling by my head, I couldn’t help but look at his cock, and think about it in my mouth. John however, Inched a little closer, and taking hold of my head, he turned it.
His cock was right by my face and seeing him still rubbing it, I nervously looked up at him. He was smiling, obviously anticipating me sucking him, but as we looked at each other he said,”Open your mouth.”
Looking over at him holding his cock, trying to convince myself it was okay, and hearing him again quietly say, “Open your mouth,” I closed my eyes and hesitantly did what he said.
I could feel him leaning into me and when his cock inadvertently touched my bottom lip, I pulled away and opened my eyes. Immediately, John told me, “it’s okay, and again told me, “Just open your mouth.”
I was so nervous, but I again opened my mouth and closing my eyes, he grabbed the back of my head. John again guided his cock into my mouth and when I felt the bulbous head touch my lips again, I opened as wide as I could.
“Yea, that’s it,” John said, and pulling me closer, his cock was now all the way in my mouth. Not really knowing what to do, I waited for him to tell me or show me.
Telling me, “Close your mouth,” I opened my eyes and when he took my hand and carefully placed it around his cock, making me slide my hand up and down, he let go.
His cock felt big in my mouth, and when he took hold of my head with both hands, I ended up closing my eyes again. John started moving my head, fucking my mouth, and distancing my thoughts, I let him do it, waiting for him to cum.
However, the more he did this, I immediately started to worry about him cumming, but in a way, I think I was wanting to experience it. Suddenly, John pulled his cock out of my mouth and started jerking himself off.
Opening my eyes, I watched. I knew he was going to cum, I could hear it in his breathing and when he told me, “Open your mouth,” I looked up at him.
Laying me back more, John again told me, “Open your mouth,” and leaning toward me he grabbed the back of my head, pulling me closer.
Watching him vigorously jerking his cock, I opened my mouth and closing my eyes, I waited. Leaning into me more, putting his cock fully in my mouth, I suddenly felt weird about it, I couldn’t do it.
Pulling away and turning my head, I looked up at him, but he snapped saying, “No, don’t move!”
Turning my head back, holding it, he let the first shot of cum shoot on my cheek and lips, but immediately he leaned up, forcing his cock in my mouth, letting cum shoot in it.
Grabbing his arm, I tried to block it out, and I don’t know if it was his cock or his cum, or the smell or the taste, but it made me gag a little, and try to turn away. John held me though, and continued to try to jerk off in my mouth, but he was done.
He really didn’t cum a lot, I was glad, but it was enough and when he leaned away and let go of my head, I turned it to the side and spit it out.
John again snapped saying, “No, don’t!”
Looking at him, he seemed upset and concerned he was mad, I swallowed and opened my mouth again. John still looked upset but wanting to reassure me it was okay, he leaned down, kissing me.
Smiling, John asked me, “What’s wrong?”
I didn’t know what to say, but he had to know, and looking at each other, he said, “It’s okay.”
Sitting up, I wiped my face and said, “ I’m gonna get going,” telling him, “I don’t want my parents to worry.”
Getting off the bed, he didn’t try to stop me, but suggested, “I can drive you.”
Not looking at him, I said,”No, it’s okay,” and as I quickly finished getting dressed, John said, “I hope you’ll come over again.”
He was desperate to know I wanted to see him again, and without looking at him, I simply said, “Yea,” as I started to leave.
John grabbed his shirt off the floor and throwing it on, he walked with me to the door. However, as I opened it, John grabbed my hand, stopping me.
Turning, I looked at him and when our eyes met he said, “Maybe next time you can stay the night.”
Smiling, I nodded and quickly left, heading home.
I wasn’t expecting to do all that we did, and now that I was away from him, I again worried. Getting home, I quietly went inside and as I lay in bed, I thought about what we did and even though my emotions got the better of me, I was wanting to spend the night with him, just not now..
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