We both know why I've come. We've been in this place before, but this time, it's different. This time, I'm not scared. This time, it's all about you. We kiss, passionately, and as you begin to undress, I tell you "No...let me. Don't you raise a finger to undress yourself." I start to unbutton your shirt, not wanting to break away from the kiss that we're sharing. Removing your shirt, I run my hands over your round belly and through your chest hair. Starting to kiss down your body, I kiss your neck, nibble your nipples, while I unfasten your belt and undo your pants. I let them fall to your ankles, and rub my face on the cotton confines of your groin. Slipping my hands into the waistband of your boxers, I gently pull them down, exposing your eagerly awaiting sex for me to smell, kiss, lick and suck. And those I do, one at a time. Sucking your cock into my mouth, I feel the soft sponginess of you, taste the muskiness of your pre-cum. I start to undress myself. Shirt, gone. Pants, unbuttoned. My hard cock straining against my shorts is almost too much for me to bear. But this time, it's all about you.
Your scrotum catches my attention, hanging there, just below your penis. Your balls call me, and I oblige by sucking one, and then the other into my mouth. You taste like heaven. Musky man heaven. I cannot seem to get enough! I help you out of your socks, removing your pants and shorts. You are now there for me to see. All of you. I want to experience you, fully.
Standing, I remove the rest of my clothes. We are now naked, standing face to face. Kissing again, I break away to ask: "Fuck me?" It's more of a plea than a question. You have me lie on my belly on the bed, exposing my round ass for you. You take the lube, and squirt some into my ass hole. Preparing me for my first taste of man-sex, you insert one finger, and then another. I have never experienced such pleasure. And then you pull them out. I know what's going to come next.
