As soon as I made it clear to Trent that I was ready for more, he drew me to my feet, then guided me onto the bed. Again, I expected him to kiss me, but instead, he placed a hand against my cheek. His gaze grew almost tender while he regarded me, and I got the feeling he was assuring himself that I really was fine with going further.
I decided it was time to convince him. Though I was still nervous, I realized it would do no good to appear hesitant; the man obviously wasn't aroused by coercion. Besides, he was paying a small fortune for us to share this evening, and I wanted to make sure I gave him his money's worth.
Daring to take charge, I turned Trent toward the mirror while positioning myself behind him. We were both kneeling on the bed, and since he and I were about the same height, he had a clear view of my face over his shoulder. When I reached around to take hold of his cock, he made a guttural sound from deep in his throat. His stare was fixed on our reflections.
I gave him several slow, languid strokes. He was so hard in my hand, I could easily feel the outlines of the prominent veins lining his shaft. I delighted in the sound of his quickened breathing. "You're so fucking hot," I whispered in his ear. His smile let me know my words pleased him. As I suckled his earlobe, my own dick grew even harder. I gave a gentle thrust against Trent so he could feel it.
He reached for me then, his palms sliding over my skin. Still, he made no demands. I was the one who guided him down onto the bed, where he reclined back against the pillows. Moving to kneel between his spread legs, I glimpsed the base of an anal plug he'd inserted. He'd clearly counted on me fucking him tonight! I couldn't hide my smile as I grazed my fingertips over the base.
When my eyes met Trent's again, I saw the same vulnerable need in his face that I'd noticed in my own during that incredible blowjob. It was then that I became aware of just how much I longed to satisfy this man.
Leaning forward, with a palm planted against the bed on either side of Trent, I gently suckled at his neck. He didn't press me for a kiss on the mouth; maybe he didn't care for such intimacy in this kind of situation. My lips traveled down his chest, but before I could move lower, he wove his fingers through my hair and guided my mouth to his nipple. It honestly hadn't occurred to me to give those hard peaks any attention; I pretty much neglected my own during sex. But I was happy to please him in such a way. He made a sound between a sigh and a moan as I swept my tongue over his nipple, then eagerly sucked it. While he held me to his chest, I was again struck by his tenderness. Did he treat all his lovers like this? Or was he simply making sure I stayed relaxed?
When I took his nipple between my teeth, his grasp on my hair tightened. Neither of us was hurting the other, but I could sense the sexual intensity ratcheting up several notches. I showered attention on Trent's other nipple before finally making my way farther down his body. My lips and tongue traveled over his toned belly, then lower still, until my mouth hovered above his erect cock.
I was relieved Trent had sucked me off first, because that gave me an idea of what he would also enjoy. I couldn't help but be a little unsure at the start, yet his dick pulsed when I slid my tongue along its underside from base to tip. Breathing in, I detected his scent. He'd obviously showered shortly before I arrived, so it was faint, almost unnoticeable. Nestling against his crotch, I drew in another greedy breath.
"You smell really good," I murmured.
"Mmm, I'm glad you think so." I heard the grin in his voice. "Hopefully you'll like the way I taste, too."
I discovered just how much I did like it when I circled my lips around his cockhead and swirled my tongue over his skin. He released a pleasured groan, and as I gazed up at him, I saw the heat building in his stare. I remembered how excited I'd been to see him take me in his mouth. He clearly enjoyed watching me do the same to him.
While grasping Trent's cock, I spent plenty of time licking his sensitive frenulum. I even made an effort to suckle the flesh in the same way my lips had worked at his neck.
"Ah, that's nice!" he breathed.
I kept it up until Trent actually began writhing a little. His hand on my head was firm, but not rough. "Take me in your mouth, baby," he urged. "Show me how much you want it."
I readily did as Trent asked, and while he kept his hand on my head, he didn't push me. Instead, he let me set the pace of the blowjob. I was glad for a little time to get used to his dick in my mouth. When going down on me, he'd made it look so effortless, and to him, it probably was. But this was my first time sucking cock, and it didn't exactly come naturally to me. I was surprised at just how large he felt filling my mouth. While reminding myself to be careful with my teeth, I strove to keep my lips sealed firmly around his shaft. And of course, I needed to use my hand as well. I had a new appreciation for all the women who'd sucked me off in the past.
Trent must have noticed me struggling a bit. His fingers were gentle stroking my hair. "Relax," he said in a low, soothing voice. "You're doing great, Derek."
His praise encouraged me to try more. Soon, I was easily taking over half his dick between my lips while I stroked the lower part of his shaft. I made a point to moan, since I knew how good that felt around a cock. The sound of Trent's faster breathing made it clear how much he enjoyed my efforts.
I grew brave enough to slide my lips farther down his length, but as soon as his tip invaded my throat, it triggered my gag reflex. My eyes watered, and I began practically drooling. Pulling off, I took a breath and gave Trent an apologetic look.
"It gets easier with practice," he assured me.
"Sorry about all the spit." His cock was plenty wet with my saliva.
"Don't be sorry." A sexy smile danced on Trent's lips. "I love a messy blowjob."
Though my face grew hot at his words, I was relieved he wouldn't mind me slobbering or choking on his dick, which was pretty much what I did while making every effort to take him deep. Finally, I managed to tolerate the intrusion of his cockhead, and the way it blocked off my air. My throat muscles constricted all around him.
"Holy shit!" Trent groaned. "Oh, I think you're going to be a natural at this!" His voice was so thick with arousal that it heightened my own until I gave no thought to the tears burning my eyes. I only wanted to excite him even more. I was sure he'd had his dick sucked countless times, and yet I'd still gotten him worked up to the point where he was trembling.
"My God, Derek!" he cried.
When I finally pulled off again, I was actually sweating. Looking up at Trent, I saw his features drawn taut with lust. I couldn't help but grin, knowing I was the reason for that. While stroking his cock, which was slick with my spit, I turned my attention to his balls. I loved how smooth his sac was beneath my tongue. As I licked and sucked it, I felt his large balls tighten, but even then, I struggled to take them both in my mouth. Still, it was a hell of a lot of fun trying. Trent, meanwhile, was so turned on that he was almost panting.
After my throat and jaw stopped aching, I resumed sucking his cock. My fingers were gentle in massaging his taint, yet the sensation made him lose control a little. When he bucked his hips, driving his dick farther between my lips, I managed not to choke.
"That's so fucking good! Yes, yes!" he growled.
I sucked and stroked, moaning all the while. Already, I was preparing myself for the blast of semen that was soon to come. I'd tasted my own before and hadn't been repulsed by it, and I decided that swallowing Trent's cum would be a fitting end to the first blowjob I'd ever given.
But he stopped me before I could bring him to orgasm. "Derek, wait!" His voice sounded pleading. Lifting my head, I gave him a questioning look. "I want to come when you're inside me," he revealed.
Though my erection had weakened while I'd been so focused on trying to give good head, I now grew fully hard once more. All my doubts about being able to perform, and my questions about my sexuality, faded into the background, replaced by a fierce yearning to fuck this man. Before I could stop myself, I said, "I want to rim you."
Trent was obviously surprised, but I could tell I'd once again pleased him. "I certainly wasn't expecting that," he replied in a husky voice, "but I would fucking love for you to eat my ass."
Christ, just hearing that made my dick throb! As I moved to sit up, Trent positioned himself on his hands and knees. Then he rested his face against the bed while lifting his ass. I gazed at him for a moment, struggling to control my rapid breathing. Cupping his firm buttocks in my palms, I gave them a squeeze.
"I don't have much experience with this," I confessed, "so let me know if I do something you don't enjoy."
"I'm going to enjoy every second of it," he promised. "Just don't be shy using that incredible tongue of yours. I want to feel it deep inside me."