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Roll With The Punches 3

Shane

Forthefirsttime in my life, I am with someone who not only flirts with me, but already has a hard-on in anticipation. I couldn’t help asking him if he was flirting, and seeing his tented towel? I want to feel him.

“I can back off.”

“Shane, no.” He reaches behind me and cups his hand around my head. “I’m just kinda shocked that you were flirting with me.”

“Why?” Wrapping my arm around his waist, I pull him back against me.

“You’re sexy. Single. Girls want you.”

I nip his earlobe. “I don’t want a girl. I want you.”

“Me?”

“You are so sexy, Marcus.” I trace my fingers along his arm. “Your forearms are a thing of beauty. Seeing you with your shirt cuffed showing them off yesterday?” I moan in his ear.

“Have you ever been with anyone?” His voice is soft, uncertain.

“No.” I kiss his neck. “At camp when I was younger, we jacked each other off. And I watched a lot of porn.” My nose rubs against his skin. “You don’t see me as the hot jock. You see me.” Slipping my fingers under his towel, I pull it off and reach over to put it up on a hook.

“What do you want, Shane?” His eyes flutter open and I’m face to face with his baby blues.

“I want to kiss you.”

Marcus’s hand reaches out and brushes against my cock. “Come here.”

Stepping up, I slide my body against his and brush my lips against his. The hairs from his beard tickle my lips and my hips press against his.

In between soft pecks, I whisper against his lips. “I thought of you last night.”

“Really?” His lips pucker against mine. “What if someone comes in?”

“We’ll hear the door.”

“I don’t want to be a dirty little secret.” His forehead presses against mine.

“You won’t be.”

I’ve waited a long time to find someone I’d feel that connection with. Someone I could be myself with.

My quiet voice trembles. “Can you handle being my first?”

His fingers move under my chin, lifting my eyes to meet his. “I would be honored.”

“Still tutor me?”

“Baby, I’ll teach you everything I know.”

Our lips come together, and his tongue moves into my mouth. I’m trembling as my fingers get lost in his hair, letting his tongue lead mine in a dance. I let go with one hand and turn on the shower behind us.

Marcus shivers in my arms as the cold water hits him first, then me. It takes only a moment for the water to heat and our kiss heats with it. I’m not sure where his body ends and mine begins and our hands are all over.

When his fingers wrap around my cock, I groan into his mouth. Nothing I imagined felt as good as reality does. Pulling from his kiss, I gasp and drop my head to his shoulder.

“Marc, can… I…”

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