Page 4 of His First Time
Eighteen years old, furiously jacking my cock, cum spraying my face as I imagined sucking down a thick cock, a hard cock. As I pushed my own fingers in my mouth and tasted my cum. I’d groaned.
I took a step forward. Held out my hand.
Michael grabbed it and yanked. He pulled me close, grabbing the back of my neck. Our foreheads mashed together. “Tonight, Kevin,” he growled, “you’re mine.”
His lips crashed into mine, devouring me, his tongue slipping through and tangling with my own. I gasped, and he thrust his tongue deeper, searching my mouth before sucking on my tongue. Suck, suck, and slow release. I almost fell. His hand holding my neck kept me up.
“To my room. Now.”
His was the only room on the floor. We stumbled from the elevator to the door, and he waved the bracelet he wore over the RFID lock. Handy, turning a bracelet into a keycard.
My back was to the door, my lips tangled with his, and I barely saw anything as we flew into the suite. Marble columns, marble floors. Two overstuffed sofas facing each other in front of floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the ocean. It was all a blur passing me by as Michael drove me back and pushed me down onto one of the sofas.
He straddled me, grabbing my towel and tossing it aside while tugging at the laces of my swim trunks. His cock was tenting his board shorts, the bulge I had drooled over throughout the afternoon now a python, something alive inside of his shorts. A monster, far larger than I had imagined. I swallowed, staring at it.
He tugged my trunks down, exposing my cock. I was no slouch. I’d never disappointed any girl I was with. No one had ever been able to fully deepthroat me. The girls always cheated, using their hand to wrap around the base and only suck the top half, as much as they could get into their mouth.
“Mmm,” Michael purred. “I love opening up a big surprise.” He scooted down, pulling at my shorts and tugging them down my thighs. He bent over, and his eyes locked on mine.
My cock covered his face, stretching from his chin to his forehead. He grinned.
His mouth opened. He stuck out his tongue. Pressed it to the underside of my dick. Licked up, and then swallowed my cock.
Suction. Wet heat, hotter than I’d ever felt before. I couldn’t look away, and then it became too much, too fast, and I couldn’t take it. The sight burned the inside of my eyes and my brain, and I tipped my head back as I screamed silently. My throat rasped, but nothing came out. I grabbed at the sofa, my nails scraping over the cushions. My hips bucked, thrusting into Michael’s mouth.
I wanted more of that heat, that wet center-of-the-sun feeling. I screamed, gritting my teeth.
He tongued my cock, licking up the underside as he sucked and sucked, swallowing around my cockhead. I shook, my whole body struck by lightning, a live wire ofsomethingrocking me from head to feet. I scrabbled for something, anything. Grabbed a pillow, his head. I couldn’t hold on.
“Fuck, fuck!” I shouted. “I’m—”
He ripped off me, pulling off my cock and sitting up and wiping spit off his chin. I arched up, curling inward, the sensation of going from perfect heat to nothing almost too much. Shuddering, I tried to reach for my cock, tried to jerk it.
Michael batted my hands away. “First blowjob from a guy?”
All I could do was nod, a dizzy bobble of my head.
He grinned. “Bigger mouth. More room. And I love taking cock all the way down my throat.”
“You are really good at that…”
“Your turn. You ready?”
He crawled up my body, straddling my face, and pulled out his cock. I finally got a look at it, what I’d been staring at all day. What I’d been craving.
Eight inches and thick, just like I’d thought. Cut. A bead of precum dribbling down the head.
Fuck, I wanted that. I licked his cockhead, lapping the bead away. His cock jerked.
Michael grinned. “You want it?”
“Fuck yeah I do,” I whispered. My voice was shaking. I grabbed his thighs, ran my hands around his hips, and then down further, over his ass. Swallowed. I couldn’t stop salivating. I wanted that cock. I wanted it so fucking deep in my mouth.
I opened up. Stuck out my tongue.
“You ever done this before?”
I shook my head. My eyes flicked up, met his.
