(High School, Mm, 1st, vanilla, slow) [2!4]
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Part two - sucked
When they closed the door to the room at the motel, the teacher once again put a hand on Anton's neck and pulled him close. They continued to kiss. Their lips met, first softly, then more and more passionately. Daniel pressed his tongue into the twink's mouth as his hands travelled down from the shoulders to the narrow waist.
When Daniel broke the kiss for a moment to look at the twink, he smiled. "You want this, don't you?"
Thoughts about being in this situation had occupied Anton's head for years. He had tried to realize the dream a couple of times with men he admired. But no one had shown any interest, perhaps because they weren't gay. And he wasn't ready to go to gay clubs and expose himself.
Behind his easygoing smile a dark secret was hiding. His father was violent against his mother and siblings. Anton got beaten for nothing more than his father's bad temper. It made him insecure and he had difficulty trusting others. Girls were constantly trying to get his attention, and initially he would speak and flirt but it never went further. It made them feel disappointed and rejected.
He was popular among the boys. They played sports and he hung out with the gang on weekends. It was uncomplicated because he wasn't sexually interested in guys the same age as himself.
Everything was fine on the surface. He was hiding his challenges at home and burying his deepest desires. He smiled and was stoic about what life had to offer.
But here he was, in a cheap motel room with his teacher. Anton was so excited he only managed to nod affirmatively. He wanted to give himself to this mature man. Without thinking he began to unbutton his shirt, but Daniel calmly put a hand on the twink's fingers to stop him.
"No, I want to undress you. Let's move over to the bed." They did.
"Lie down on your back," Daniel said, and Anton did.
Daniel sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at the twink. It was an impressive scene. Anton was well built for a seventeen-year-old boy. He could easily be taken for being some years older. Perhaps not his face, though -- he had never needed a razor.
Anton got jumpy about the inaction and started to sit up.
"No, lie down. Everything is okay. I just want to look at you. You're pure eye candy, you know?"
Anton smiled nervously and started to blush. His hand was crossing his chest. Daniel took one arm and moved it to the side of the boy's torso. Anton moved the other one to the same position.
"Good. I want to look at you before we move on. It has been a long time since I was intimate with a young man like you. I want to have a good look at this gorgeous body of yours." Daniel smiled, wanting the kid to relax. He put a hand on the twink's shirt above his stomach to feel his breathing. It was too fast and hard because of his anxiety. Daniel knew he had to calm him down.
"Relax, man! You shouldn't be tense. It will be much better if you could relax. Take a deep breath, let your muscles loosen up and lie still on the bed. Trust me. Everything will be okay."
Daniel put his hand to Anton's. They held hands. So simple, but it sent a clear message of intimacy.
Anton laughed. It was silly, but it was also disarming. Daniel could sense the twink relaxing. He put Anton's arm back down on the bed, then passed his hand up over the shirt from the chest to the neck. He lifted the boy's head and bent down to kiss him again.
It was so damn hot to get to know those boy lips, so different than a mature woman's lips. There was something more powerful, a more eager energy in them. Or perhaps it reflected his deep desire.
When he broke away from the kiss he let the twink lower his head back on the pillow. He moved his hand over the boy's cheek and down his neck, and ran his thumb over the prominent Adam's apple. Anton swallowed.
The man scrutinized the twink and the twink let him do it. He wanted to be looked at and admired. He offered his body to the man he had a serious crush on.
Daniel started to unbutton Anton's shirt. When he had it open down to his belly button, he moved a palm down under it. Anton moaned softly when he felt the hand on his body.
The palm moved up and tried to grab a pec but it was too flat and the muscles were too taut. Fingers gripped the small nipple and softly pinched it. Then Daniel unbuttoned the shirt and pushed each side away from the twink's torso. For the first time Daniel saw the beautiful chest.
It was perfect. The skin was hairless and as soft as a baby's, but taut and stretched over exactly the right amount of muscle. Daniel ran his palm over the stomach. Anton had a six-pack, but it was just only visible, as on a young man who didn't work out a lot but because of his age kept in good shape.
Daniel especially loved the small, almost invisible valleys at each side of his six-pack. Not many guys had those. The palm traveled alongside them, and across the stomach.
"You are so fucking beautiful, like a Michelangelo sculpture." Daniel looked Anton in his eyes. The twink smiled proudly.
Daniel moved both of his hands up under the shirt and pulled it up to the shoulders and out along the twink's arms. Anton sat up for a second so Daniel could pull it off him and throw it to the floor. The man ran his palms over the broad and muscular shoulders.
Then he swept his finger over the clearly visible collarbones. Daniel loved them. And between them the superficial layers of muscles from the side of the neck down between the collarbones created a small pit between them. Together the collarbones and muscles running down from his neck created an attractive, masculine appearance.
Daniel wanted to pour champagne on the boy in this area and then slurp it up from the skin with his mouth. For now, he had to settle for touching the body with his fingertips.
It was time to move on. Daniel let his palms travel down over the pecs and six-pack to the pants. Anton wanted to help and moved his hands up to the belt buckle. He was excited and wanted more, but Daniel playfully slapped the eager hands away.
"This first time I want to unwrap the package," Daniel explained as he unfastened the belt and then unbuttoned the pants. He pushed a flat palm down under the pants, and when he felt the underpants he pushed his hand down under them too.
Now he was close to the target. He turned his head to look at Anton's face as he pushed the last distance before he could touch the rock hard cock. The twink was tense and anticipative at the same time. Daniel grabbed the dick and could feel Anton's heartbeat through it. The pulse was rapid and firm.
He had to let go of the meat if he wanted to pull the pants off the twink. Anton helped by lifting his hips. After throwing them down to the floor, Daniel quickly pulled the underpants off.
Now Anton was lying completely naked on the bed in full view of his teacher. The cock was hard but not that big. It didn't bother Daniel, but Anton was obviously scared of not being approved by the man he had wanted to please.
The teacher sat down on the edge of the bed and wanted so badly to exploit this innocent body. But he knew he had to go slowly. He placed his palm on the nearest thigh. It was completely hairless. He stroked the taut skin back and forth a couple of times, then moved his palm down to the inside of the thigh, a sensitive erogenous zone.
As a reflex, Anton spread his legs, inviting the man to take him. The man's fingers touched the inner thigh for a moment before they ever so lightly moved up to the ball sack. Gently he put his fingers around the sack and closed his grip. The twink moaned lightly.
Daniel was fascinated by the fact that he hadn't come in contact with a single hair. Not on the thighs, not even on the scrotum.
Only when he let the ball sack free and his palm reached above the twink's dick did he find a small bush of blond pubic hair. But the skin was once again hairless when he moved his palm out from the crotch to the groin. The sensitive area where the pelvis meets the thigh was a favorite for Daniel to caress. Anton by reflex moved his leg slightly up when he stroked this area of the body.
After this exploration trip, Daniel's hand once again grabbed the cock. He started to jerk it slowly. The twink groaned out loud. "Oooh! Mmmh."
"Does it feel good?" Daniel wanted to hear him talk.
"Yeah, it's great." Anton was so filled with emotion he almost couldn't speak. It was the first time he had ever been with another man in a sexual setting. He was having his cock taken care of by the man he wanted to be with most of all.
Daniel didn't want the twink to come too early and let loose of the cock. It was drooling pre-cum, running from the tip down to his pelvis. Daniel caught some of it on two of his fingers and then put them to Anton's mouth. Without thinking the boy opened his lips and Daniel could move his fingers into the mouth.
"Lick them," he said and Anton did.
"Suck them," he was told and he did.
Daniel put his thumb under the chin and pressed it up while the twink was sucking two of his fingers. He grabbed the jaw from within and beneath the mouth and then pulled the head slowly forward, only for a short moment, to see whether the twink would let him. He did.
Anton was completely in Daniel's hands, literally and figuratively. As a teacher he shouldn't be doing this. He knew he could still pull out. Nothing had happened. But the vulnerability and lust this otherwise cocky twink showed were irresistible.
This was one temptation too much to handle for Daniel, who was starved for man-to-man sex. He knew he wouldn't be able to resist it. He pulled his fingers out of the twink's mouth and began to unbutton his shirt. Anton looked on with eyes as big as saucers.
The teacher pulled off his shirt and then stepped out of his pants. He removed his socks, but not his briefs. He pointed to his crotch with his finger.
"I want you to remove the last thing with your mouth. Do you want to try?"
Anton almost did not hear. He was taking in the chest of the man. It was hairy, and he was beefy but not fat. His naked arms and legs looked massive. He was, in other words, a real man -- exactly what Anton wanted.
Slowly Anton sat up and bent forward. He put his hands at the waistband.
"Ah, ah! With your mouth."
Anton looked up to Daniel to get confirmation that he meant it. Then he bent forward over the edge of the bed and put his nose to the man's pelvis. It wasn't easy to get a grip with his teeth. When he eventually got it, he lowered his head down to drag the briefs with him.
Daniel smiled at the willing teenager as he moved his body to accomplish his task. With great delight Daniel saw Anton's torso twist, causing several skin creases to form. The creases were thin due to the smooth skin, and they were beautiful to see on this young and healthy body.
The man's cock was almost hard and kept the cloth from following when the twink tried to pull the briefs down with his teeth. But at last Anton managed to release the dick. He was excited when he opened his mouth and sat back to take a good look at the teacher's crotch.
Even more hair had been revealed, on the man's ball sack and legs. As Anton watched the meat it grew harder and pointed directly at the twink in a horizontal position. It was big, and it was as if it couldn't stand up and point to the ceiling because it was so heavy.
"Do you want to touch it?" Daniel asked.
Anton nodded "yes" with a combination of uncertainty and eagerness. This was something completely new to him. He had never been so intimate with anybody, neither woman nor man.
Daniel saw the complex feelings in the twink and changed his first thought of asking him to put his lips around it.
"Let me take your hand," he said. When the twink raised his hand, Daniel took it and guided it to his cock. He rubbed the twink's finger over his dick. It was so damn hot to take control of a cute, virgin teenager and show him the secrets of real sex.
"Now, take hold of it. Feel it." Daniel released his grip around Anton's wrist. The twink didn't hesitate to grab the cock. He was absorbed by the closeness to a real man's cock. He tightened his grip. Daniel waited to see if he would start to masturbate it on his own. He did. Slowly he moved his hand up and down.
Anton was perplexed over how big this dick was. He had never seen someone else's cock hard. Its thickness was impressive, as if it was a small tree trunk. But it was warm, pulsing and gorgeous.
"Good. But hold it with a softer grip," Daniel instructed. In his eagerness Anton moved not only his hand but also the skin of the dick up and down. He obviously knew it felt better when the hand moved alone up and down the shaft. He also remembered what else created great pleasure, and released the cock to spit saliva in his hand before he quickly went back to jerk the man's big cock.
"That's right! Give your man what he needs," Daniel encouraged the twink.
Anton's heart jumped a beat when he heard the words "your man". Was it so? Had they started a relationship?
Daniel broke these thoughts by taking a step back and away from the twink's caring hand. The man had his briefs at the knee level and wanted to step out of them. He also felt an acute urge to have a smoke. He had stopped his daily smoking, but at some moments it felt so damn delightful to have a smoke. He carried a small case holding some short cigars. Now was the right time for one of them.
Anton gazed with big eyes at the man moving around naked, with a hard-on swaying slowly back and forth. When the man calmly and without any hurry lit a cigar, and smoke started to fill the air around him, Anton wondered if he wasn't some kind of god.
When he stepped close to Anton on the bed again, he said, "Now I want you to put out your tongue and start licking me as if this was an ice cream stick, okay?"
As he stopped at the edge of the bed, the twink's tongue was already out, and when it touched the dick head Anton's heart almost stopped. This was what he had always wanted -- to taste a real man's cock. He licked it eagerly, and without being told he moved his lips over the cock head. He was rewarded by a soft moan from the man.
"Yeah. Now you've got it. Move your mouth over it." Anton did his best.
He moved his body closer to the edge of the bed to be able to take more of the cock in his mouth. He moved his head up and down. Soon he tasted something other than his saliva. The cock started to ooze precum. Anton recognized it from his own jerking sessions. It was a good thing. The man liked his work.
And he did. To have the virgin mouth of a cute and willing twink around his dick was the best moment he had experienced for a long time. He couldn't deny that the strong interest this boy showed him enforced his self-confidence. He needed some appreciation as a contrast to his uncertain relationship with his wife.
Daniel looked down at the hard-working twink and smiled. "Look up at me." Anton stopped and moved his mouth off the cock.
"Oh, no, I didn't mean you should stop," Daniel said with a laugh as he put a hand on the head of the twink.
"I want you to continue the blow job, but I want you to look up at my face so I can watch your eyes while you do it."
Without hesitation, Anton went to work again. He loved taking the big, hard cock in his mouth. And then he looked up at the teacher's face.
"Yeah, that's right! It's so hot to see your excitement." Daniel couldn't believe his luck. He was puffing a cigar with one hand and the other one was on a nice twink's head while it pumped up and down on his cock.
Daniel moved his hand from the top of his student's head to his neck and forward to his cheek, while Anton continued to move his mouth up and down the pole.
"Oooh, yeah, I'm getting close." Daniel said, and put his hand under the boy's chin and lifted his mouth up and off his cock. Anton was disappointed. He wanted to finish his work and show how good he was.
Daniel felt his reaction and said, "I want to spray my spunk all over your face. That will be so damn hot." Anton was pleased with the explanation, and smiled.
"Yes, keep looking up and hold your mouth open," Daniel commanded as he took hold of his cock and started to wank it. Within seconds he groaned and pointed his dick head toward the twink's face.
The hot, white liquid shot out in several strong bursts. The first splashed against Anton's forehead. The second hit his nose, and the third landed on his cheek under his eye. Daniel then pointed his dick to the open mouth and let the rest of his load stream straight into it.
It was the strongest climax Daniel had experienced in many years. He couldn't remember when it had been better. His legs almost gave in under him. He had to sit down beside the twink.
Anton tasted the cum he got in his mouth, rolling it around with his tongue and mixing it with his saliva. He didn't like the taste of his own spunk. He wanted to like this man's juice, but he didn't. He swallowed it, and then wondered what he should do with the spunk running down on his face. He looked at Daniel, but the man was still lost in his orgasm.
Then it hit Anton, what he had done. He had pleased a real man and gotten him to climax. It was big, but in some way he couldn't take it in. Was this for real? He was feeling calm and satisfied rather than exultant or giddy. Had he found his role in life, to please real men? Was he "home" regarding his deepest needs? He only knew for sure that this was the best moment in his life. And he hadn't even reached his own orgasm yet.
Next: part three - fucked
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