Last Friday I discovered I had an abundance of free, alone, time. I had the day off for work for an appointment, but the appointment was cancelled. Fortunately for me, M had the day off as well. I text him to see what was up around 9 in the morning, and by 10:30 I was pulling up to his house. No nervousness, just excitement. When he answered the door and invited me in, I immediately kissed him. And he immediately led me to his bedroom.
I sat down on his bed, and he stood in front of me, and we kissed. I'm taller, significantly, so it was nice to kiss a guy while tilting my head up instead of down as always the case. I pulled his tank top up over his head, and he pulled my Ts up over mine. He pushed my back onto the bed and got on top of me. We kissed, and alternated kissing and sucking on different parts, our necks, shoulders, nipples, ear lobes. My legs were still hanging off the bed, with most of his body, so I pushed him up to readjust, scooting back to his pillows. He laid back down on top of me.
He sucked on my cock for a few minutes, and I was already approaching an orgasm. He lived up to the high bar he'd set by giving me the last mind-blowing blowjob. The only rational thought I had during this time was, "Damn, I have to learn how to do that!". But I didn't want to cum so quickly. I didn't want this to be over fast. I tried to think of other things to get myself under control. When that didn't work, I pulled him off my cock and up, so that he was lying on top of me again. I stuck my tongue in his mouth, and I think I could actually taste my cock. Now that I know what cock tastes like.
We swapped blow jobs for the next 30 minutes or so, taking turns being on our backs with the other between our legs. In between each, we'd make out while lying on top of one another. I enjoyed the weight of him, enjoyed how he pressed his cock against mine, how he humped against me. At one point, he allowed his cock to slide between my ass cheeks while I was still on my back. It felt good to have the shaft of his cock slide across my hole.
Then he asked me to turned over, saying that he want to slide his cock between my ass cheeks some more. I trusted him, so I didn't question and I didn't worry. I rolled onto my stomach and felt his hand begin to explore my back and my ass. He spread my ass cheeks, and to my surprise, buried his face in them. I immediately started moaning. I think I even lifted my ass up a bit to give him better access. I could feel every swipe of his tongue against my hole, and I would utter "Oh fuck!", or "Yeess!", or "Oh God!", with each one. I can't be sure what he did, but I think he pushed his tongue deep into my hole, and FUCK did that feel good. I let go of more curse words and more moans. Then he laid his body on top of mine and let his cock press up against my hole. He whispered into my ear, "Don't worry, I'm not going to enter you", as he began gyrating his hips. I could feel his cock slide back and forth between my ass cheeks. I clenched, as if my ass could actually take hold of his cock. I knew when the tip slid across my puckered hole, each time pressing against it a little. Part of me hoped that it would accidentally slip in. But the rest of me enjoyed the fact that I could enjoy this without worry.
I had him on his back, I was between his legs, and his cock filled my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down as fast as I could, giving me self a break every few moments by jacking his with my hand. I'd gotten his cock as wet as I could, mixing his juices with my saliva. He had told me on our first meeting that it takes a lot for him to cum, but I had accepted the challenge. I was determined. And I was starting to get the idea, by his breathing and moaning, that he might be almost there. So I kept my hand wrapped around the base of his cock, and the rest of him in my mouth. I would twist my fist around, and swirl my tongue, as my head bobbed up and down. His hands rested on the back of my head, gently, just helping me keep rhythm. Then his hips would buck up a little. I knew he was getting there. It was a good thing to, because I didn't have much left. Then he yelled out, "Oh, I'm gonna cum.", and any strain I was feeling went away. I gripped tighter, sucked more, moved faster. "I'm cumming!". I braced myself, determined not to pull off, excited, and a little concerned not having much experience with the taste of cum. He yelled, and my mouth filled up. But I didn't stop, not until he stopped me. Even then, I kept my mouth on his cock. I knew how sensitive guys can get, like I do, so I didn't do anything that would set him off. I just kept my mouth there, gently licking the tip with my tongue.
We lied there, side by side, for a while. Sometimes we'd say something inconsequential, but most of the time it was silence. He'd run his hands over me slowly, and I enjoyed his warmth. For me, usually, after I cum I lose interest in sex. My guess was that he is the same. I was still rock hard, but he didn't make a move towards my cock. I didn't mind though, I had accomplished my goal! I'd gotten another guy to cum in my mouth. He admitted that he wanted me to cum first. Oh well, I told him there's always next time.
Once I got some energy back, I got back up on my knees between his legs. The perfect position in which to fuck him, but I wasn't about to go there. Instead, I rubbed my cock against his deflating one. Then I jacked off. It didn't take long, since I wasn't trying to hold back any longer. My orgasm rose in minutes and I exploded all over him. Getting my cum on his cock, stomach and chest. Then I collapsed back down onto his side, welcoming my own induced coma.
I managed to write more about the experience than I expected, but it's not 5 posts worth. I could be mean, and split it up, but I think I will keep this way. M and I, after resting for a while longer, got dressed and went to lunch together. On top of everything, I enjoyed the fact that there wasn't that awkward moment afterwards where you have to figure out the fasted way of escape. We had lunch, at a sit-down restaurant, and had great conversation. Then our day together ended with a hug in front of his house, and a promise to meet again.