NOAH #3
Sawyer’s kisses grew hotter and harsher against my lips.
We made out sloppily and it turned me on so much more than I’d known was possible.
Nothing in this exercise of passion was the way I’d expected.
Every sensation I had ever given to myself paled into nothingness when compared to it.
His hand was infinitely better at holding me than mine had ever been.
He stroked me gently, almost like he knew how taut and on edge I was. Maybe he did.
“Wait,” I murmured against his lips. “Wait. I want to see you.” I could feel him smiling against my mouth and face.
He released me from his grip and turned onto his back for long enough to slide his pants and underwear down.
It was a sudden, graceless movement that made my heart leap with excitement.
Holy fuck. He was long. I’d never been ashamed of my size, but Sawyer was both longer and thicker.
At a solid eight inches, maybe a little more, he was equally intimidating as he was appealing.
He kicked his pants off and tucked his hands under his head.
He lay on his back, naked, beautiful, heated.
His cock was so stiff that it wasn’t even lying on his body, but was at full mast. The slight curve in it made me wonder just how good it would feel inside of me and the thought made my stomach flutter.
I was biting my lip hard until I whispered, “Fuck, you look…so hot.”
His ears perked just as I glanced up at him. It was odd to make eye contact while we were naked, but there was a familiarity between us that I hadn’t thought existed until now. “Enjoy the view, sexy,” he said, then heeded his own advice and let his gaze trail my entire body.
My heart stumbled and I set my hand on his leg.
Hair was sparse on his thighs, although there was some on the lower half of his legs.
It was soft under my fingers and fading into smooth skin the higher I reached.
His balls, hanging heavy over his taint when he spread his legs a little, were smooth like mine, and a short-cropped patch of hair covered the skin above his cock.
The sweet scent that rose off of him was a mixture of his cologne, reminding me of spring and mountain ranges, and his natural musk. It was faint, but present and tickling all of my deepest desires.
I wasn’t afraid of reaching for him and touching him. “You’re so hard,” I murmured.
“Yeah, I’m, uh…excited,” he said and his voice matched the feeling he described.
I wrapped my fingers around his cock, the dark pink tip glistening with precum.
Though I had never been this close to another person and had never even had a chance to do something like this, every instinct in my body told me to taste him.
It felt like the most natural thing I could do. It felt like the most obvious wish.
“What if I suck at this?” I whispered as I scooted closer to him, stroking him slowly and licking my lips.
He snorted. “Sucking is kind of the idea.”
That he could find humor in a situation that was as tense as this relaxed me as much as if he’d lifted the burdens with his bare hands.
“Do you wanna try it?” he asked. His abs tensed and he rose to a half-sitting position.
I nodded, looking up at him.
His hands closed around my face and he leaned in to kiss me softly for a little while.
When he moved back, I was ready for whatever he wanted to do.
And I was braver than ever before. I wanted him.
In my mouth and in my throat. I wanted his scent on my lips, his flavors on my tongue. I wanted all of it, right now.
“Um…tell me if I’m…” I didn’t know what.
He nodded solemnly. “You’ll do fine, Noah. Relax.” And as he dragged himself higher along the bed, he set my pillow to support his back. I moved over simultaneously, so that I lay on my front between his legs. This felt natural to me and Sawyer didn’t protest.
He would tell me.
His legs spread a little wider and I scooted closer to his crotch, giving in to the sudden urge to kiss his thigh and trace it all the way to his groin. There, I felt his cock against my cheek, and nearly suffered a heart-attack when lust drilled through my chest.
He groaned as he exhaled and I turned my head around so that my lips were following the length of his cock.
His throbs were evident against my mouth as I reached the tip of his cock.
There, I lingered a moment, remembering this so that I could pull the memory whenever I wanted it for the rest of my life.
And then, with nothing else in the universe seeming more appealing than this, I parted my lips and lowered my head onto his cock.
The sensations were instant and explosive.
The sweet-and-salty flavor of his precum didn’t surprise me as much as the soft texture of his skin and the intensity of the throb that filled my mouth.
“Tss. Easy on the teeth,” Sawyer said, humor touching his voice.
I pulled my head up and looked at him, mortified. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be. You didn’t bite it off. Just go easy.” He was so casual, almost like he was showing me how to lick a lollipop.
And as soon as the thought crossed my mind, I felt my tongue stretching out of my mouth and pressing against the lower side of his cock. I used my hand to keep him in place and dragged my tongue all the way up to the tip. The shudder and long exhale coming from Sawyer told me I’d struck gold.
When my tongue reached the very tip of his cock, I closed my lips around it and sucked it in. Making sure my lips protected him from my teeth, I gently bent my head down and felt him fill me. I didn’t know how much of him I had taken, but I knew my limit as soon as I reached it.
“Slowly, slowly,” Sawyer was whispering. “Relax. It gets easier.”
I heeded his advice, oddly encouraged that his infinite patience with me allowed me to explore my own limits as well as his.
And just like he’d said, I moved my head back and forth slowly until I realized that every few moves, his cock was settling deeper in my mouth.
It rubbed the roof of my mouth, but it also dipped into my throat.
The first time I lowered myself that far, the muscles in my throat tightened and cut off the flow of air that had already been irregular.
But Sawyer placed his hands on my face and lifted my head a little, letting me breathe, before he moved his hips and impaled my head on his cock.
“Fuck, that feels good,” he murmured. I wasn’t sure if he was only saying it to make me feel better or if I was doing something right.
Regardless, I kept my lips sealed and my tongue gently pressing the underside of his cock.
The trick I didn’t know how to master was relaxing my throat, but that didn’t seem to bother Sawyer.
He knocked his dick into my mouth again and again, his abs flexing under one of my hands, his grunts like music in my ears.
I found myself restlessly grinding against the mattress.
His dick filled my mouth, but it didn’t do all the things I was dying for.
It only hinted at them. It only made me want them more.
It was delicious and sexy, but I needed to be closer to him.
My chest was tightening with this urgent need and I rubbed my crotch mercilessly against the bed, whimpering over his dick every now and then.
When Sawyer throbbed three times in rapid succession, he stopped his movements abruptly. “Fuck, Noah,” he groaned and nudged my head away. And, when our eyes met, he repeated in slightly more than a whisper, “Noah.”
I licked my lips, then licked them again. My brain swam far away from me, my mind in tatters. I couldn’t believe I had him in my bed, naked and ready for anything. “Are you gonna fuck me, Sawyer?” I asked, almost tripping over the word.
A grin spilled across his face and he cupped my cheeks, then pulled me by the head to kiss my lips. I wore his scent without shame and felt him smile against my lips as he kissed me deeper. “If you want me to,” he said after he pulled back an inch from my mouth.
“Please. I’ll die if you don’t.” The humor drained out of my tone and the statement sounded almost like a promise, but Sawyer chuckled anyway.
I felt him find his cock and stroke it gently. “We can’t have that.” He pecked me again, then again, and again. “Lie like that,” he said as he shifted and pulled away from me, then showed me how to position myself.
My elbows sank into the mattress, propping up the top half of my torso. My head lowered, my brow resting on my folded hands. The pressure on my hard cock was nearly unbearable as I let the rest of me lie flat on the bed, legs spread so that Sawyer could nestle himself between them.
I held my breath as Sawyer knelt behind me, then allowed his body to fit perfectly against mine.
His chest rested on my upper back, his stomach fit into the curve of my lower back, his cock nestled between my cheeks and his balls hanging down my taint.
His legs followed mine and his head was to my right.
When he kissed me, shivers ran down my arms.
I didn’t know what he was doing. I’d expected him to probe me, feel me, and finally help me shed my virginity. Instead, Sawyer was kissing my ear and neck, then my upper back, then all the way down my spine.
When I realized what he was up to, he was already down on the small of my back, hands cupping my butt and making me shudder with the sensation.
I’d never realized it could feel so good to be touched so intimately.
Porn, for what it was good for, had a great many limitations.
And the sense of closeness to another human was the biggest one.