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I don’t even know where it came from, but just…something about the idea of it seemed right.

We each got a sandwich and ate together, tried to pretend it was some kind of date and…well, it ended up with all the hallmarks of two college freshmen just learning what ‘dating’ is.

We were quiet, ate, didn’t know what to say.

And it wasn’t the awkwardness of the situation but more this bubbling anxiousness that kept our eyes from meeting.

Neither of us really liked guys per se, but for some reason both of us could just see it once it came up and then once we did this it just felt that much more real until I was so scared I could puke right there.

It was the energy of the moment.

This feeling of ‘shit, we could be doing this EVERY night’ mixed with ‘damn, I need this bad.’

Once we were done, we both decided we should brush our teeth first and we kinda had a breather right there, both of us brushing and even prolonging the brushing, putting more paste on, going over parts of our teeth ‘just to make sure’ then just stopping a bit too long until I just had to break it and stop.

I spat into the sink and he quickly did the same and followed, not wanting to sit there alone with his thoughts.

And Anadolu yakası travesti so we sat there, just staring at each other.

Finally we made eye contact.

Given what we were about to do, and couldn’t put off, this felt the easiest part of the night now.

We couldn’t chicken out and jerk off, we’d done that so many times by now we’d each had desperate wankathons just trying to imagine what SOME skin contact might be like until one day we just thought we were comfortable, and desperate, enough to go here.

It didn’t even matter that we was a guy anymore.

He felt safe.

He felt familiar.

And that was enough, so I went in.

I held his in my hands as I kissed him. I thought he feel weird and rough, he felt so warm and vulnerable which made him feel even better to me in that moment.

I could feel his hands creeping towards me as I kept my lips on his, easing up my waist. I edged my back in, giving myself to him as he wrapped arms around me.

I felt so safe.

So wanted.

I needed more though.

I broke the kiss and leaned down, pulling at his shorts, FUCK he’s big. I’d never actually looked at his dick before.

It wasn’t too big, not so Anadolu yakası travestileri much that I couldn’t put it in but it sure seemed like it’d be tight in my mouth.

It started with a single point, ‘Ah’ he felt that. Then one cautious kiss, which made him quiver. Another to make me calm. Then I grab it and put my mouth around it, making sure to cover my teeth with my tongue, easing him into my throat.

Ohhhhh, it’s not like kissing him. It’s not like kissing a stomach or a leg.

Its like a whole living thing inside my throat, quivering and twitching with every subtle movement of my tongue.

Yeah, I am on my knees sucking him but he feels so vulnerable, like *I* am really the person in control and I own every part of him through his pleasure.

He needs this.

He needs me.

I can withhold this if I want to.

And I almost do, pausing just long enough to make him hesitate

Then I jerk forward, pushing as much of him into my throat as I can, ‘FUCK!’

He gushed out then and maybe I shouldn’t have pushed him like that but man was it satisfying.

I was worried we’d have to wait to go but he hadn’t even lost an inch.

Shit, he DOES need this.

I Travesti abadolu yakası lie back while making eye contact with him, he meets my gaze as he eases it in.

Slow, steady, gentle and intimate without ever breaking eye contact.

He keeps easing it in until, finally, I nod to him letting him know that he can start fucking me. He doesn’t go fast, he builds up a slow rhythm, letting me adjust but never missing a beat.

Still keeping our mutual eye contact, I whisper “harder.”

He pulls back, and eases his dick a bit further, then just starts jerks right into me, making my dick jump.

And then he just starts pumping, he can’t even look me in the eyes anymore he’s so into it.

He looked so hot fucking me.

And that cock…rock hard and unyielding as it rammed into me. So hot and angry, hitting that one spot every time and making wanna cry every minute until he leaned into me and kissed me, never breaking his rhythm.

It felt so intense.

I could just put my hand out and feel his heart beating furiously as he went in and out of me.

Then I started feeling it, those last hard jolts just when you KNOW it’s coming, when your dick won’t let you hold back and something just FORCES to pump as best you can.

‘FUCK!’ He screamed as a I held onto him for dear life, while his cum came flooding into me.

Then he collapsed onto me, breathing heavily, coming down from the high of his orgasm while I kept embracing him.

I don’t know If I’m gay, I really don’t care, I just love that I can have this whenever I want.

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