Discovering Steven - Part two by Steve Swann.
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Ben smiled, leaned in close to me, and then, to my surprise, gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "Yep." He whispered.
At that moment I think my brain went into overdrive. I couldn't quite comprehend how my evening had turned into the guy of my dreams kissing me. Not that I was complaining mind you. It was hard to control my thoughts well enough to actually say anything, so I did what any right thinking guy would do. I kissed Ben back. Hard.
My lips met his again, and I think my heart melted at that moment. I felt his tongue against my lips and opened my mouth, letting him run his tongue over my teeth before my own tongue got into the fight, wrestling with his as our eyes locked together. His were wide open, perhaps taken aback by eagerness. I felt my cock stiffen but it was really just a flicker in my consciousness, so focussed was I on what was directly before my eyes. Ben's hands ran up my back, before resting on the back of my head, pulling me towards him as he fell over backwards, so that I was laying on top of him on the bed. Suddenly, without warning he gave me a hard push, and I rolled off him, panting slightly as I sucked in breath after breath. Ben rolled onto his side to look at me, and he started tracing his hands over my upper body, stroking my chest under my t-shirt. He smiled, and pulled my t-shirt clean off my head, exposing my body for the first time. Instantly he dropped his head to my left nipple, and he started licking at it, whilst one of his hands played with my other nipple. I pulled him over so that he was laying on top of me, and ran a hand through his hair, holding his lips to my chest.
I pulled his t-shirt up with my other hand, and insistently pulled it off him, getting me my first close-up look at the body that had consumed my thoughts every night for weeks. His muscles were more defined up close, it was a lot more obvious what good shape he was in, now that I could see and feel how tightly his skin was stretched over taut muscles. I sat up and Ben straddled my waist, and for the first time I could see the tent in his jeans. Seeing my looking down, Ben reached forward and traced a hand down my torso, skirting my navel. I thought he was just going to put his hand on the outside of my jeans, but he flattened his palm against me and went straight down into my boxers, grasping my cock with a suddenness that belied the relaxed Ben I thought I knew. He leaned forward and kissed me again, and this time my tongue went out to meet his, and together we circled each other's tongues. My hands fell to his lap, and I started fiddling clumsily with the fly of his jeans, trying to get my hands onto the pole I could feel against my leg.
Ben pushed me backward again and stood up, before loosening his jeans and stepping clean out of both them and his boxers. As he pulled them down his legs his cock sprung up and bounced against his stomach. It was about 6 inches long, and thicker than mine (mine was about 5 and a half inches, and quite thin, but I digress...) Unlike me, Ben was circumcised, and the head of his penis swelled wonderfully. Because I was sitting down still, all of this was at my eye level, and I couldn't resist reaching out and grabbing Ben by the ass, pulling his wonderful cock towards my face. Tentatively I flicked the end of it with my tongue, and, tasting nothing unpleasant, I started to run my tongue slowly all over his head. Ben let out a shallow gasp, and I felt his hand on the back of my head, pushing me harder onto his dick. I enveloped his cock with my lips, letting my tongue work over his entire shaft and head, enjoying for the first time the slightly salty, but not unpleasant taste of his precum.
Ben was totally naked now, and it hadn't escaped his attention that I was still wearing most of my clothes. Without pulling his dick from my mouth, he reached down and unzipped my jeans, before shimmying them over my ass and down my legs, leaving me there in just my boxers, which, not to either of us' surprise, were tented, with a very visible damp spot where the end of my cock was sticking up. I was still sucking Ben off, and his breathing was starting to get very shallow. With one hand I started playing with his balls, squeezing them as my other hand kneaded his ass, feeling the muscles hidden underneath his soft skin.
"I'm getting close" Ben stuttered, and though I'd never really liked my own cum when I'd tasted it after masturbating, I knew that I really wanted to taste Ben's. I started to really suck hard on the end of his cock, my hand came around from his ass and started to pump his shaft, as I kept fondling his balls with my other hand.
Ben was staring into my eyes as I gazed up at him, I could see the sheer lust in his eyes, and the pleasure, as he breathed the words "it's coming no-..." before descending into a long moan.
I felt his balls tighten beneath my hand, and a flood of his cum burst from the end of his cock into my mouth, I felt the warmth as it hit the back of my throat, and I choked a little, swallowed, and savoured every drop, milking his cock as best my tired mouth could.
"Fuck!" sighed Ben. "You're fucking amazing at that. Keep going Ste."
I could hardly disobey! Bits of his cum had escaped my mouth and dripped down onto my boxers, but I ignored them, and focussed on sucking what was left in his cock out, and down my throat. The taste was salty, but so much better than my own cum, which I always found quite bitter. I decided there and then it was something I could get very used to!
By now, Ben was starting to get soft in my mouth, so I let his cock slip out and I laid back on the bed, settling my mind with the enormity of what I'd just done. Ben, his body covered in a film of sweat, collapsed next to me, and looked into my eyes. I could see the gratitude, the admiration, and most strikingly, the love that he felt for me at that moment, as his lips closed around mine, and his tongue forced its way back into my mouth.
After a few seconds he broke the kiss, leaned over me, and said...
"That was amazing... but now I think it's my turn."
And he began to kiss his way down my body...
I know this part wasn't the longest, but I prefer to keep things short and sweet!
Part 3 coming up very soon!