We each took our trainers off before hopping up into the dimly lit caravan. Eoghan’s place was small, but immaculate and I gazed around, looking anywhere but directly at my handsome companion.
“Feck, ya a fine thing.”
Eoghan’s praise had me feeling lightheaded. How many times had I heard Declan say as much to his rides, or forced myself to say something similar to mine? I’d never had another man address me in such a way and it got my heart pounding harder still. I was nervous as all hell, but when I felt that familiar tingling of arousal and fire in my belly, I knew I wouldn’t be backing out. It was addictive and I felt like a wee junkie, taking a hit after a long sobriety.
I didn’t respond to Eoghan, just shrugged my jacket off. “Where can I put—” My voice died in my throat as Eoghan closed the distance between us, bringing his chest to mine and hooking his fingers through my belt loops.
“Just drop it down wherever, like,” he murmured, his face so close to mine that I could feel his breath.
I did as I was told, but as I leant in, eager for a kiss, Eoghan backed away. Fear splintered me, immediately panicking that I’d somehow got the wrong idea, until Eoghan smiled.
“We’d not be kissin’, now, y’hear? This isn’t f’softies. It’d be just feckin’, like.”
I tamped down my disappointment and nodded in agreement. This was so different to anything I’d experienced. The girls were always begging for kisses, and the shoe was well and truly on the other foot. Iwantedto kiss Eoghan, but I would do whatever he told me to do. I wasn’t about to risk scaring him off now.
We kept our distance from one another’s faces, but our hands roamed over one another’s bodies, and we ground our hips together. I was harder than I’d ever been in my life and it was driving me crazy. I’d spent so long fantasising about this moment, I truly wasn’t sure what to do first. Thankfully, Eoghan took the reins.
“C’mon,” he whispered, eventually parting from me. “Get ya arse on the bed, now.”
I sat down heavily at the edge of the mattress and when Eoghan dragged his t-shirt off, I followed suit. The moment he dropped to his knees in front of me, my dick damn near jumped out of my jeans. It was a far cry from the shameful, half-hearted boners I’d been dealing with whenever I was with a girl.
Eoghan didn’t say a word, his eyes glued to my crotch. I leant back, resting my weight in my arms and allowed him to unbutton my flies. My cock was laying across the crease of my hip, jerking and throbbing when Eoghan rubbed the heel of his hand into it. A needy groan slipped from me, and I immediately snatched my lower lip between my teeth in a bid to silence myself. Eoghan laughed, continuing to stroke me.
“Ah, I’d known a tall fella like yourself would be packin’,” he murmured. With his patience finally at its limit, he tugged on my jeans. I lifted my hips and allowed him to bare me. “Y’feckin’ lovely, like.”
With no hesitation, Eoghan took my cock into his mouth and my abs tensed, my pleasure hitting me like a freight train.
“J-Jaysus…” I hissed, sucking in a shaky breath.
I was so accustomed to being numb during sex that I’d never had to practice holding myself back and I was shamefully close to coming way too quickly. WhenI mumbled my apologies, pushing Eoghan away, he chuckled and my cheeks burst into flame.
“Y’sure easy t’ please,” he teased, allowing me room to grapple myself back under control. “Ya done this before, aye?”
“Feck off, ‘course I have!” I snapped, embarrassment flaring further still.
“A’right, don’t be ateing me head off, now.” Eoghan held up his palms, a smirk still firmly in place. “It’s just a craic’er blowie, then?”
I cast him a withering glare, but I couldn’t deny that part at least. When I didn’t respond, Eoghan just grinned and went back to sucking on me. I tried my best to hold off, forcing myself to think about whatever unsexy thoughts I could conjure up, but it was no good.
“Feck, stop!” I groaned. “Y’gotta stop.”
This time Eoghan laughed aloud. “Ya a real minute man, aye?”
I grumbled under my breath, weakly attempting to fight him off as he grasped me in his hand. When Eoghan enveloped me in his hot mouth again, I shuddered.
“Feckin’— I’d be bein’ serious wi’ ya,” I gasped, pleasure peaking dangerously. “I’m gonna come.”
Eoghan hummed, pulling away only long enough to answer. “Do it, then. Y’stamina is so piss poor, ya’ll probably be ready to go again in record time too, aye?”
He was making fun of me, but there was no malice in his words. If anything, I got the impression he was strangely flattered. This time, I watched him coat the index finger of the hand that wasn’t wrapped around my cock in his saliva. I didn’t even have the presence of mind to query what he planned to do with it and when Eoghan sucked me back in, bobbing up and down, all concerns vanished from me entirely.
“Ugh,feck,”I growled between clenched teeth. “That’s it. I’m gonna come.”
Just as my thighs began to tremble and a powerful climax rose up the length of my shaft, I felt Eoghan’s finger on my hole. It was the straw that broke the camel’s back and with an embarrassingly desperate moan, I came, dick pulsating and jerking as I shot down Eoghan’s throat.
Simultaneously, I felt Eoghan’s finger breach me. I’d always been curious about anal sex – both giving and receiving. I couldn’t even begin to imagine what it would feel like, but the reality exceeded my expectations. Sure, it felt a little strange, but my orgasm exploded in a way it never had before, and I knew any fleeting discomfort would be worth it. It would always be worth it.
Still reeling, mindless with pleasure, I did my best to relax and let Eoghan explore my body.
