He shivers as his eyes drop, then he nods and opens his mouth for me.
Smirking, I say, “You’re going to have to open wider than that. There you go.” I press the head of my dick inside his mouth and against his tongue. “Look at me. Keep your eyes on mine. I’m not going to deep throat you, but you’re less likely to gag if you keep your eyes up here. Okay?”
He nods again, though it’s smaller, controlled bobs of his head. I keep my hand around the base of my dick, so I’m not tempted to shove inside him. Instead, I try to stand still.
“Suck me. Show me how much you want to please me, Shiv.”
His mouth tightens around my cock as he swallows. I’m surprised when he actually sucks me like this is his dying wish.My eyes roll as I groan. He’s not exactly moving on my cock at all. He’s sitting almost perfectly still and using all his energy simply tosuck. Jesus.
With my free hand, I give in and grab a fistful of his hair. I’m rewarded with a moan. Pushing my cock in a little deeper, I drop my head back and groan at the way he sucks. Maybe he’s never done this before, but a mouth that can suck like that should be rewarded.
He’s about to be rewarded with my orgasm if I let him suck me too long. This isn’t about talent right now. It’s all about sensation. Imagine if he moved his mouth on my cock while he did this. Too good. It’d be over quickly.
“Okay,” I say breathlessly, then I pull my dick from his mouth. I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart and rising climax. Fucking pucks. “Bed. Hands and knees. Let me get that ass ready to receive.”
This time, he hesitates, but it’s only for a second. He gets up and climbs onto the bed, ending in the position I told him to be in. I follow but move to the side of him, so I can bring his eyes to mine. “If you don’t want to have penetrative sex tonight, we don’t have to.”
He chews his lip for a minute, eyes dropping to my cock before meeting mine. “You want to.”
“This isn’t just about me. What do you want?”
“I… uh… I want what you want.”
“Get up here and look at me.”
Shively gets on his knees so he’s facing me, his hands resting flat on his thighs. Excitement rushes through me as I look at his position. His entire demeanor tonight has screamed submissive.
“Have you had sex with a man?” I ask.
He shakes his head.
“Are you acquainted with ass play?”
He shakes his head and shrugs at the same time. “Not a lot. I feel… weird doing that to myself.”
“I’m going to ask you again, and I want you to answer the question, not reinterpret it. Understand, Shiv?”
He nods.
“Do you want to have sex tonight? There is no wrong answer here. What doyouwant?”
“That’s not really a fair question.”
“Asking what you want isn’t a fair question?”
He huffs. “I want to make you feel good,” he says in a rush.
“There are plenty of ways to make me feel good.”
“You want to have sex.”
“There are other ways.”
“Dasan,” he says, voice almost pleading. “Please, just have sex with me. If you’re looking for verbal consent, I’m giving it.”
Yet I notice that he still hasn’t said he wants to. I study his face for a long minute before nodding. “Hands and knees.”
He retakes his position, and I move behind him. I’m going to take my time on his virgin hole, which I think is necessary for both of us. I’m not exactly well-practiced in fucking men, either. Like him, I’ve also never taken it.
