His partner sensed it as well and stopped caressing. Skrzynecki - disappointed and still wishing - opened his eyes and looked at the man who was kneeling over him with his hand on his own penis.
Well, he thought, he also wants ...
Nicholas stared at his member and watched his movements. Only once had he seen another man masturbate and it was Mirek. One night, drunk, they watched porn together and played with penises - each with their own. They did not pay much attention to the other, at least Nicholas did not, but now he came to the conclusion that there is something intriguing in someone else's member and in the view of another guy masturbating.
"Maybe I could ... help?" He suggested.
"Are you sure you want this? You've never done it."
"I want everything today," he answered boldly and quite honestly. This night was devoted to experiments, this one and no other, so if he is to have this penis in his ass, he might as well have it in his hands and mouth earlier. Actually, he was even curious about these experiences. He rose on the bed and reached for the gray-eyed man's penis.
He was already stiff and Mikołaj felt the unevenness of his veins in his hand. He was not very fat, but long. Skrzynecki knew how he likes to be sucked so it was just a matter of swapping roles. He knew the theory, he only needed a bit of practice ...
He started by playing with the head. He formed his tongue in a triangle, the sharp tip of which began to irritate her. After several dozen seconds, he turned it into a shoulder blade, which the acorn embraced. He repeated the procedure several times and finally decided to take more into his mouth. While he was poking his face on the penis, he went with his hand to the man's testicles and the other - to his own member.
Mikołaj was surprised that he did not feel awkward at all in this situation. It crossed his mind that it is quite pleasant to caress and suck other people's masculinity. Not only the inside of his mouth, stuffed with a foreign body, is its source, but also the awareness of the reverse of roles. Suddenly he doesn't have to dominate a woman. With a member in his mouth, he sets the rhythm, but the lover is not passive, he has already started moving his hips, pushing him a little deeper and when Mikołaj felt the man grabbed his hair and stuck him harder, he grunted and moaned with satisfaction . I like that, he thought. His hand fell off the penis and reached into the man's hip. The lover renewed his thrust.
"Uhm ... uuuu ..."
I like that, he thought, wheezing. He choked, felt tears in his eyes and began to run out of air, at the same time his body was shaken by orgasm spasm.
The lover released him and Mikołaj, semi-conscious, dropped onto the sheets. For a moment his body was like cotton wool, weakened after coming so he fall over on his stomach without objection.
"This is your first time," he heard the man's voice biting but sweet, "and you behave like a slut. You didn't lie? Maybe I should check it out myself? "
"Check it out," he muttered to the pillow. The man overwhelmed him, making his body limited movement. Mikołaj knew how this check would take place. He was ready for them, he was waiting for him, and yet ...
"Aaah! Oh fuck!"
The pain caused by the finger sticking into it was not great, but the mere fact that a foreign body wants to break in there brought him an ambiguous, difficult to determine sensation.
The man laughed in his ear, withdrawing his finger.
"You're so tight! I could do very clever things with you there. Do you want to?"
"Yes," he groaned. "Today ... everything."
"You really act like a slut. But that's quite fun. I like you. Lick."
Before his eyes, Mikołaj saw his lover's finger. He greedily took him in his mouth and ran his tongue around him several times. This caress pleased him, but the man pulled his hand out. Literally after a second, Mikołaj felt a wet pressure between his buttocks.
"Oh ..." he clung tightly to the bedclothes.
The man was lying on him, crushing him enough to limit his movements. Even if he wanted to break free from his power, Mikołaj could not. Only he didn't want to. The finger pressed uncomfortably until it finally managed to break through and slowly began to sink into him. Mikołaj made a series of muffled, inhuman sounds, but he wanted ... more.
"You are so damn sexy," he heard above him and suddenly felt a hot kiss on his neck. The pain of the first in his life, still poor penetration, mixed up with the passion of caressing his lips and made Mikołaj shiver.
"Uhm, this is ..." he wanted to say something wise, something that would convey his emotions and impressions, but only one more word "Damn ..." came out of his mouth.
The finger moved further and deeper, pushing harder and deeper into his warm and soft interior. He felt him very clearly. He cuddled him so tightly that doubts ran through Mikołaj's head, how could something as big as a penis fit there?
And yet he knew it was possible. He had no idea how, but it was possible. He trusted this gray-eyed man that he would lead him through the pleasures of male-male sex and did not intend to change his mind. He trusted him and waited.
The lover's finger seemed to play with its interior, rubbed against it, moved, and soon Skrzynecki felt it relax. The pressure on his body eased slightly and he felt a cold, thick liquid in the hollow between his buttocks. In a moment his droplets began to penetrate inside ... together with the other finger.
"Does it hurt?" Asked the lover as Mikołaj clenched his fingers on the sheet.
"Just ... a little. Don't ... stop ..."
The lover bit his ear. Mikołaj heard his accelerated, excited breathing and felt his flame. This guy was really horny for him. HE made a guy feel so hot on him!
That was weird. Unusually. Damn exciting.
Two fingers danced inside it, using moisture from the moisturizing gel. They slid in and out, circled, and Mikołaj could swear he was getting looser. A little more and he will be able to take his penis.
He moved his hips as if he couldn't wait for this moment.
I really act like a slut, he thought and chuckled. He, the deputy head of department in an international corporation, a womanizer and playboy, swings his cheeks to let the guy fuck him. But only today, he added, only this one night I will allow myself to cross all limits of decency. That one night will be as hard as possible.
"Do you already want? Can't wait?"
"Uh ..."
"So ask me nicely."
"What?"
"Ask me nicely. Say: put your cock in me, please."
Mikołaj felt throat tight and pressure in his anus stronger. The man touched something inside him that exploded in his brain with pleasure. However, Skrzynecki wanted more, deeper, as deeply as possible.
"Put ... your cock… in me... please ..."
His voice did not break with moral resistance, but with the excitement that flamed his body. Nicholas wanted, craved as much as never before because he never allowed himself to be so lost in sex. When he was with the woman, he subconsciously thought about responsibility, even on an overnight adventure. Now he could afford everything. There was only he, the stranger who would disappear before sunrise and Tenerife so far away from his home that no screams or whispers would ever come to him from that night.
"As you wish."
The man threw him on his back and Mikołaj saw his face - sweaty, hot with passion, for a guy stunningly beautiful and of course eyes, gray, beautiful, filled with desire. Just beautiful.
The lover took his calves and put them on his shoulders. Mikołaj opened his eyes wide.
"Will you enter me ... from the front?"
He didn't think it was possible.
"I want to see your beautiful face. I want to see how you react to your first cock."
Suddenly, in all this madness of sex, Mikołaj felt embarrassed and ashamed.
"Do you want to see ...?"
"Get ready, I'm coming in. The penis is more than just fingers."
Slowly and painfully - although Mikołaj expected more pain - the head of the member was making its way inside. The very beginning was the hardest to bear. Then he had no choice but to shout quietly. His lover, however, was experienced and used a lubricant, which made it easier for him to enter. However, Mikołaj couldn't resist and moaned.
"You have such a beautiful face," the man said to him, his voice slightly hoarse with excitement. "And when I fuck you, she's even more beautiful."
"What ... What are you saying ...?"
"I say that when ... I fuck… you ..." each word was followed by a break filled with a new push "... you are ... damn ... cute ..."
"Pervert," laughed Mikołaj. He liked all the fucking, taking in a guy, his expression, his indecent confessions and him, damn it.
"And who says?" His lover laughed and fixed his wonderful gray eyes on Mikołaj. "Touch him ... touch ... your ... I want to... se."
"You're seriously ... Ah !!! ... perverted!
He touched, however. He took his penis and began to make sliding movements that naturally adapted to the rhythm in which his lover fucked him. It was all crazy. Insane. Mikołaj had the impression that his brain and body would explode in a volcano of pleasure.
"God ... in you ... I feel ... good ..." he heard and felt contentment. Seducing a woman is one thing, but a guy ...
"Oh fuck ...! Ooooo ...! Wait ... I'm coming!" he exclaimed.
"Me too. Wait."
Mikołaj felt the man's penis slip out of him.
"No!" He stopped him almost desperately. "I want everything. Today I want ... everything."
He only smiled. His gray eyes glinted and the member stuck into it again - hard, as if he wanted to pierce through it.
Mikołaj shouted. From pain, excitement, pleasure. An electrifying wave shook his belly. He felt his penis release sperm. He was in ejaculation when a new sensation eclipsed his senses, flooding his interior with semen. They were both in spasms, but it wasn't over for his lover. He slipped out of it and raised Mikołaj to a vertical position.
"You said you wanted everything tonight. Clean him up."
"What?"
The man took his hair, long enough to make a firm grip, and moved him to his member.
"Do I really have to repeat?" he smiled.
He did not have to.
That penis was just in his ass. He dripped with lubricants and sperm. If Mikołaj takes him in his mouth will be a real rag.
Only today. This one time only.
Damn, he cursed in his mind, I'm really a slut.
***
"You are awake now?"
Mikołaj has just emerged from the pleasant depths of sleep. He did not recognize the warm, soft male voice, but he did not feel lost. The voice was pleasant for some reason. He was quite pleasant.
He smiled and began to open his eyes.
A quick, sensual kiss tore him out of the debris. He opened his eyes wider and in the bright glow of the young day he saw a smiling man buttoning a white shirt.
"You can sleep until noon or longer. Don't worry about the hotel room," the man said, never ceasing to smile. "You were really cute, but I can't stay with you. I will be late for work. Don't look at me like that," he laughed. "You didn't feel that bad at all. "
Mikołaj felt himself blushing. It was true, at first it was painful and unpleasant, but his lover really tried to make them both happy with the night together and he undoubtedly succeeded. Mikołaj experienced the kind of pleasure he did not suspect existed, but he could not resist the impression that as a man he should not be a passive party.
"Maybe I wasn't," he growled.
His reaction only widened the stranger's smile.
"It's a shame you are leaving tomorrow. We could repeat it."
"How do you know, that…"
"You are a guest of a hotel with whom I do business. I saw you several times in the company of a colleague and girls. What to do, you are my type and you immediately caught my eye. You surprised me at the bar yesterday. I thought you were one hundred percent straight. "
"Because I am!"
"This night your body was saying something completely different."
The stranger bent over him again, and before Mikołaj could react, his mouth was overpowered by his lips.
"See you!" The man raised his hand to say goodbye and left the room.
Mikołaj was alone.
He sat up and hissed in pain. His back and hips ached, as if he had run a marathon without preparation, and his ass itched strangely, but it was nothing that he couldn't bear. He wasn't a porcelain doll after all, and he wasn't in the habit of lounging in bed. However, he had something to think about at the moment, so he didn't get up straight away.
What happened to him that night was difficult to determine. With his own free will he crossed a certain border he had never thought of crossing. In addition, he liked this kinky event quite well. It was not only about physical pleasure, which, he had to admit, actually reached completely different levels than the sex he had so far, but also the very fact that he allowed himself to pick up and be completely dominated. The stranger did not show any perversion, except that he liked men, but he had the advantage of experience and Mikołaj could do nothing but give himself completely to his power.
Ignoring the pain, he pulled his knees up and put his chin on them.
The stranger had beautiful eyes and a smile. His body was fine too. When he took Mikołaj, he felt his physical advantage. It wasn't great and was mainly due to Mikołaj's inexperience, but the submission he felt under the pressure of those arms and hips was something he couldn't experience being with a woman.
He sighed and looked out the window. It was bright and sunny, which absolutely did not indicate what time of day it was. In the summer, so close to the equator, the day woke up very early.
Mikołaj smiled to himself and to the sun outside the window.
It was a cool adventure, he thought, a more enjoyable experience than he had expected, but, let's face it, it's not cool enough to switch from girls to guys.