We had started off in the living room with a couple of glasses of wine, chardonnay from Napa this time, and being a bit undecided about what room I wanted to start in I asked him if he wanted to show me upstairs to the bedroom and he smiled and said "ok." His house was very modern both outside and inside and the staircase was someplace I knew that we would eventually make sexual use of, since it was a floating L shaped staircasecase that went to the left. I silently followed him up, wine glass in my hand, and was not surprised to find the upstairs every bit as nice as the downstairs. I followed him past a couple of bathrooms and a couple of smaller bedrooms until we got to the master bedroom. The spacing was perfect. Large bed against the wall with a walk out balcony that you could walk out onto for a view into the woods that ran along the backside of the house. I was already planning ahead how we could make sexual use of the balcony, much like the staircase, but I digress.
It had dawned on me that in the coolness of the early evening the door to the balcony was open and a breeze would blow the curtains lazily around the room. The bedroom was well lit, but it was soft lighting and we could both see very well. I put down my wine glass on the night stand and walked over to him and began to kiss him. Slowly at first as he had taught me last night and then a change of pace and an increase in passion. Instead of letting him undress me, I started with his shirt, strangely enough another Adidas polo and removed it to reveal a very nicely sculpted upper body, nice arms and nice forearms and while he wasn't perfectly smooth, it was definitely manageable. It had dawned on me that in the coolness of the early evening the door to the balcony was open and a breeze would blow the curtains lazily around the room. It was the only sound in the house.
We are quickly naked in front of each other for the first time. We continue to stand and kiss while we stroke each other. Eventually I change my position so I am backing him onto the bed which he is more than eager and as he sits down on the bed and then moves so that he's laying long ways on the bed I continue my climb to be next to him and mostly on top of him as I know it's my turn to serve him. We continue kissing and I push his hands away from me and start kissing his neck and then running my hands over his body and then doing my very best to slow myself down as I work my way slowly to his throbbing cock, but I make him wait ever so briefly as I stroke his cock and then slide down his body and make eye contact with him the moment before I take him into my mouth for the first time.
The feeling is fantastic and better than I had ever imagined. Even with my relative inexperience I can tell I am doing it right because of his reactions. It's almost as if he is out of breath but his body is on manual overdrive and he starts to move his hips and drive his cock a bit deeper and I easily accommodate him as I am stroking and sucking all in the same motion. After more than a bit of this we change positions and I prefer to be in a more subservient position so I kneel in front of him and work him over from below. I am very thorough on the service I provide and luckily, he has shaved himself completely to allow me total access. He will change up his stance, will put his hands on my shoulders, then on my head he will stand still and then he's drove himself down my throat and I am surprised at how easily and naturally I am handling this. Knowing there is at least one more oral position I want to try I stand up, get on the bed and lean my head over the edge. This was one of my more favorite positions when I was the one standing so let's try it from the other perspective.
Doug is more than happy to help, most guys would be, so he does what I have always referred to an acclimatization stroke. It's as if he needs to survey the field before he snaps the ball. He has assessed the situation and strokes himself and then moves forward and puts his cock down my throat with a little bit of added force. We both know that while I can stop him, I'm not going to and he's definitely in control. He quickly finds a great rhythm and finds the sweet spot at the back of my throat. We maintain this for several minutes and I can feel him building up to finish and I immediately stop him and slow him down as I want to take this farther.
I stand back up and am quickly kissed in a pure moment of passion. It's almost a thank you kiss and I am glad that my efforts were appreciated. From the moment, we had started talking I had eagerly anticipated what would come next. I knew someone needed to make a move to the bed and I prayed that it would be him. Since he was the more experience one he led me to the bed and we assumed our positions on the bed. We were across the bed and Doug would saddle up beside me where he would have one leg inserted between mine and he started kissing me as I was pulling him closer to me. After a few minutes of this while I ran my hands up and down his body he put both legs between my own and push me wide open all the while making eye contact with me to see how far he could go and then he pushed one of my legs back and slowed lowered himself into me with his rock-hard cock leading the way. I was surprised at how relaxed I was and how easily he entered me but the feeling was sensational as I relaxed and adjusted to take him. Even as a relative novice at this I knew he was struggling to hold out and not cum, but I made him relax and slow down even more until that feeling subsided.
As this started I was only too eager to do my best to match my body movements with his as his feedback was immediately evident in his eyes that he was clearly enjoying himself. He would end up pushing my legs back and leaning down for a full on make out session while he would slowly pump himself in and out of me. I had my legs straight in the air for part of this and wrapped around him the rest of the time pulling him tighter to me and the passion was like nothing I had ever experienced before. The kissing, the touching, the hands roaming, the gentle biting on my neck and behind my ear was pushing me over the edge and I was totally at his mercy and loving it when he suddenly decided to switch positions and, for at least a little bit, stopped making love and started fucking.
With a quick and forceful change of positions he put me into a scissors position and mounted me as I lay on my left side with him pushing my legs apart giving him direct to my ass. What I liked most about this part of the encounter is that he is no longer asking, he is working me as he sees fit and I am enjoying being of service to him. His cock continued to feel amazing as he would pick up the pace and then slow it down, all the while using his body to hold me in place pressed firmly into the mattress.
"You are fucking hot, you like this?" He asked as he was alternating working my ass over and slowing down to make himself last longer.
"I can't believe how fucking hot this is" I blurted out through shortened breath. It was with that last comment that he pulled me up onto all fours and took a break as I leaned back into him both of us just on our knees.
