“I want to be with you,” he said. His voice was steady, but the color high on his cheeks gave away his nervousness. “If — if that’s something you want too.”
“Yes,” I said, feeling like I might sob again, but this time it would be with happiness. “Yes, I want that too.”
We left The Cozy Bean soon after, stumbling through campus, holding hands. It felt soright, feeling his palm against mine.
“Mine?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I replied breathlessly, and we almost ran to his apartment building. Energy surged through my veins. I wanted to kiss his entire face. I wanted to hug him and tangle our legs together. I just wanted to be close to him.
As soon as we stepped into his apartment, he pushed me up against the door, flicking the lock as he leaned down and kissed me deeply, tongue sliding against mine. I moaned into his mouth. Soon we were making out ferociously. It had never been like this before. Yeah, I’d kissed guys, and it had been alright, but nothing had ever made my heart pound, my eyes flutter shut as I surrendered to the sensation.
He kissed my lips and my hair and the underside of my jaw, and then my neck.
“B-bedroom,” I said through my heavy breaths.
Ryan scooped me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried. Once in the bedroom, he lowered me carefully onto the mattress. “Need you now,” he said, voice gruff.
We tore our clothes off in record speed, shirts and sweaters falling messily to the carpet. I lean forward and wrap a hand around his stiff cock. It jumped.
“I want to…” I swallowed, the noise loud in the room. “I want to suck it.”
He looked down at me, chest rising and falling with his breaths.
“You sure?” he asked. “Because right now, all I want to do is bury myself inside —”
“I want to,” I interrupted. “I want you to teach me.”
He stared at me. I felt heat creep up my neck.
“You’re so good at eating me out,” I explained. “I want…I want to learn how to give a blow job. You know I’ve never…”
“Alright.” He nodded, eyes slightly hooded. “I can train you. I can teach you to suck cock.”
He moved, getting himself comfortable against the headboard of the bed. “Lie down between my legs.”
I did as he said, so I was facing his thick erection, his balls looking heavy and full.
“Come closer. Closer,” he coaxed, giving me an encouraging look. “Yes, like that. Even just feeling your hot breath on me feels so good.”
I was close enough to inhale the scent of him — clean, but undeniably masculine.
“Wrap a hand around it. Yes, just like that.”
I couldn’t help but noticing how small my hand looked wrapped around him. He was so fucking thick.
“Okay. Do you know what’s the first step of a blowjob?”
I shook my head.
“First you say hello with a kiss.”
I hesitated. That seemed kind of silly, but Ryan looked dead serious. So, I lowered my mouth, puckered my lips, and kissed him right on the head.
He sighed. “That’s right. Kiss it like that. Go on, kiss it some more.”
“Okay,” I breathed, then kissed all over the cock. The flushed red tip, down the shaft, on the underside, even his balls.
“Good. Now that you’ve said hello, lick the tip.”
