“For what?”
“My first time giving a blow job.”
Dylan sucked in a breath, which made Callum hold his. He knew Dylan didn’t want to push him into anything, but there was a fine line between not being pushy and not being encouraging.
“You’d want your boyfriend laying down, all nice and relaxed,” Dylan said.
“I think we’re good there.”
Dylan grabbed a bottle of lube from the shelf above the bed. “Play and stroke for a while. You don’t have to dive right in.”
Callum took the bottle and popped it open, squeezing some of the clear liquid into the palm of his hand.
“You might want to taste it first,” Dylan said.
Callum touched the lube with the tip of his tongue. It had a pretty neutral flavour, neither nice nor nasty. He began to stroke the length of Dylan’s cock, slowly, gently, twisting his hand ever so slightly as he worked it up and down.
“You’re beautiful,” Callum said. He wasn’t good at dirty talk, but one of the websites he’d read had said it was a good thing to do before going down on a guy. “I can’t wait to get your cock in my mouth.” He felt foolish and expected Dylan to laugh at him.
Instead, Dylan let out a deep whimper. “You’ve got me nice and hard, baby. Why don’t you start using your tongue on my cock? Lick it.”
Callum moved so he could lean over Dylan’s cock. Beginning at the root of Dylan’s cock, he licked all the way up until his tongue stroked over the Prince Albert piercing. His boyfriend tasted musky. Dylan moaned.
“Oh, baby, that was so nice.”
Dylan’s praise made Callum burst with confidence and pride. He got a little braver, experimenting with his tongue by swirling it around the head of Dylan’s cock and gently playing with the piercing. Dylan squirmed and groaned in response to every light, playful touch.
“Are you sure you haven’t done this before, baby?” Dylan asked. “You’re so good.”
Callum looked up, making eye contact with his boyfriend. He’d read that was important and seeing his boyfriend squirming with pleasure sure as hell made him feel even more determined to give him pleasure.
“You don’t need to suck me,” Dylan said.
Callum kissed the salty tip of Dylan’s cock, smearing pre-cum onto his lips. “I want to.” He grinned at Dylan and then slowly licked the pre-cum away. It wasn’t as gross as he’d built up in his head. Knowing it was part of Dylan, and produced because he was turning his boyfriend on, made it the most natural thing in the world. He took a deep breath and then opened his mouth wide and started to take Dylan’s cock into his mouth. Once he had the very tip in, he closed his lips around it, careful not to touch the sensitive skin with his teeth. He breathed through his nose, getting used to the girth and taste of Dylan’s cock.
“You’re doing so good, baby,” Dylan told him. “Your hot mouth around my cock feels so nice.”
Callum took another inch of Dylan’s cock into his mouth, staring into his boyfriend’s eyes the whole time. He sucked as though it were a lollypop, and somehow had the presence of mind to flick his tongue over Dylan’s length at the same time.
“Oh, baby.” Dylan groaned. “Use your hand, too.”
Callum gripped Dylan’s cock and stroked up and down with a slight twist.
“Your mouth, too, baby. Nice and slow.”
It took a few tries to get his mouth and hand working together, but once he managed it, Dylan whimpered and moaned and clutched at the sheets. Callum didn’t take Dylan any further into his mouth, but that was what his hand was for—to make up for his inexperience and inability to take Dylan’s cock deep. He alternated between sucking Dylan’s cock into his mouth and using his tongue to stimulate it. When he did that, he played with Dylan’s balls. The more he did, the easier it was to relax and enjoy himself, and soon he was moaning around Dylan’s cock.
“Baby, I’m going to come.”
Callum turned his attention back to Dylan’s balls, fondling them gently; he’d read it made a guy’s orgasm stronger. He felt the change in Dylan’s balls and allowed his cock to pop out of his mouth, taking the hot squirt of cum around, instead of in, his mouth.
“That was so good.” Dylan panted. “Youwere so good, baby.” He grabbed a baby wipe from a packet on the shelf and handed it to Callum. “Unless you want me to lick my cum off your face?”
Callum bit his lip as his groin exploded with warmth. “Oh, God, that sounds hot.” All he could think about was the way Dylan had licked cream from around his mouth in the Vibe that first night.
“Is that a yes?”
Callum nodded.
