I felt myself flung backwards onto my bed, with James quickly following to land on top of me. His lips finding mine before my mind even caught up with the fact that he had come into my room. The experience from the get go was different by far than what had happened two nights ago with Ryan. That had been a slow, awkward development, neither of us sure what was happening, not knowing what to do next. James knew. He knew exactly what he wanted to do and he was making it happen.
I felt my heart pump as he reached his hand down my pants, while at the same time, his mouth left mine and he started kissing my neck, his teeth biting slightly and my cock getting harder with each one, and then coming to almost full attention when I felt his fingers on the head of it. There was a heat, a confidence to him that made me want him so badly. I moaned as his lips continued to explore new inches of my chest. My own hands found their way to his pants and started to undo his belt.
He brought his hands back up and pushed my arms up with them, pinning me down as he forced his mouth to mine again. He was coming at me like a ball of pure force, something I had never experienced having been with girls. He straddled my waist, his still-covered ass resting on my stiff cock. His arms sliding down mine and pressing against my chest as we kissed over and over, until finally he slid his whole boby backwards, his ass pressing over my knees, his arms taking my pants down with him as he went.
Continuing in one fluid motion, James lowered his mouth down over my cock, running his tongue down the shaft as he went. He licked the base of the shaft and his hand slowly started to fondle my balls. His lips closed on my dick as he moved his mouth up and down, being more careful not to use his teeth than any girl I'd ever been with. Instinctively I felt my hand lower onto his head, my fingers caressing his hair, stroking their way through his shaggy cut, but as soon as it began, I knew it would soon be over. The excitement was getting to be too much for me and I felt my body tense up.
"I'm coming," I gasped out as a warning to him and I saw him slide his head up to look me directly in the eyes before diving back down to finish the job. My hot load shot fiercely into the back of his throat, a drop or two seeping out of his mouth and down my cock but he lapped them up. He was swallowing, an experience I had only had once before with a girl, the rest had all been spitters. But not James. That boyy swallowed every drop he could. If it was possible the experience of his neck slurping down my seed would have been enough to make me cum a second time. A spasm shot through my whole body giving me the most intense orgasm I could ever remember having, enough to make me yell out in ecstasy.
Slowly my cock softened in James' mouth and he pulled it out from between his lips. My body trembled as he crawled up to me and lay his head next to me on the pillow, his hand caressing my chest softly, and our lips meeting again, the musky scent of my own crotch lingering on his skin. Our movements were slower, more tender, the fast paced, intense passion that James had entered my room with had slowed to something quiet and intimate.
My hand krept down to his crotch and slowly started stroking his cock, I looked down at it, standing up, waiting to be serviced and I took a deep breath and then looked him in the eyes.
"It's ok," he said, "I'm not going to pressure you. This is a night about you. It's there whenever you want it."
"Whenever I want it?" I asked.
"Just say the word," he said.
"the word," I replied, and took my hand from his cock and grasped the arm he had been caressing my chest with, pushing it off me and sliding my body on top of his, now pining that arm down on the bed. I lowered my body along his, feeling my own tremble against him. I was trying as hard as I could to maintain a fa^Íade of confidence, like I was some femme fetale seductress and he was my loveslave, but the fact was I was an awkward young man who was about to suck his first cock.
Said cock was already greeting me as I reached the waistband of his boxers, my hand having pulled them down past it as I stroked him when we were making out. The smell was something I hadn't been thinking about, musky, moist, somewhat sweaty, not really bad or anything, just unexpected. But aside from that, there was James' dick, staring at me with its one eye, waiting for me to make a move. I knew it wasn't going to get any harder and so I took a deep breath, opened my mouth wide and down I went.
I felt the head slide along the roof of my mouth as I worked my way further and further down the shaft. For a brief second I felt my gag reflex kick in but I managed to surpress it. Once I had the whole thing in my mouth I felt at a loss for what to do next. I'd had my own cock sucked many times, usually by a girl and obviously moments ago by James, but I'd never really paid a lot of attention to the specific moves being done by the person, shall we say, at work.
Finally I decided to dart my tongue out a little, lick the bottom of the shaft. I slid my mouth back up and traced the line of the cock with my tongue and then back down again. I pushed the head into my cheek the way I'd seen it done on me before, and my one bit of instinct told me to avoid touching it with my teeth at all costs. I made three or for reps up and down the shaft with my tongue before it occurred to me that I was actually giving head to another guy, and quite frankly not finding the experience to be nearly as repulsive as I had always figured I would.
Actually, I would say it was more pleasant than the times I had gone down on girls because I felt at least like my effors were being obviously appreciated with every move. I could feel him pulse with every flick and move of my tounge, as opposed to listening for the occasional telltale moan and hoping it wasn't being faked. It was as I was thinking about this detail when it became even more true. Drops of precum begain to drip into my mouth and James announced he was coming.
I wish I could say that I swallowed it down with joy, but the truth is that I freaked out when he said he was coming and immediately removed his cock from my mouth. He shot his load mostly on his own chest but a little bit into mine.
"Sorry," I said.
"For what?" He asked.
"Not swallowing," I said.
"Dude, I didn't swallow probably the first ten times I did it. It's a totally new experience, don't worry about it." This made me feel better. He grabbed some tissues from by the bed and cleaned off both of our chests, then pulled me up to the bed where we curled up together.
"That was amazing," I said.
"Yes it was," he replied.
He leaned forward and kissed me again, and then curled up against me, which is how we spent the rest of the night.
Sorry for the long delay in getting this chapter out, and I know it's a short one too but I hope it at least hold you over. I sort of got the idea at one point to make this series longer than it was originally intended, so I'm trying to re-work the "arc" in my head for it to make it have some more staying power, but unfortunately that takes real writing and so this piece is taking a back seat now to my other writing projects. But I'll do my best to update this when I can. Email any comments to OSUHoseBoy@yahoo.com