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Exploring Adam 2

... cock, pausing to lift my hand to my mouth and taste him again. When his eyes opened I leaned down and kissed him, and he kissed me back hungrily. "My god," he said. "That felt incredible." "For me too." His hand, still trembling, closed around my hard shaft. Feeling him cum in my hand had made me feverous with desire. It was like a dam had broken: all those times I had jerked off to the memory of sucking my online acquaintance's cock (I never thought about the little, pissy guy), I felt vague regret at not having done more. I remembered the feel of his cock, as it got hard in my mouth and hands, its texture and smell, the exciting way it got so big near the head just before he came. I imaged what it would have felt like to have him cum in my mouth; what it would have looked like to watch him shoot; I fantasized about 69ing, about giving him a deluxe handjob with lube, of rubbing our cocks together until we both came. But it had all been in the realm of fantasy—I never had the balls to try and meet someone new who might want to explore. But now there was Adam, and as his hand tightened on my throbbing cock, I thought to myself, I can do all that now. With him. With his cock. Part of me gave a little pang of concern ... he had obviously had a crush on me for a long, long time; he was gay; I wasn't gay, though by now I was pretty certain I was bi, and the thought of being in a relationship with a man was still beyond the pale for me. And ... oh, fuck, what would I tell Doug? ...

... But then Adam's tempo increased and his tongue found my nipple, and all that worry fell away as my world narrowed to those two ecstatic spots of pleasure. He kissed me and, with a wicked smile, slid down so that his face was level with my cock. I felt his tongue snake out of his mouth and tease the swollen head, licking up my piss slit and running over the skin just south of the glans. I started to moan in earnest. "You're so fucking hard," he said, with something like wonder in his voice. I moaned in response. I was somewhere beyond pleasure at that point, my whole being focused on the feel of his hand and his tongue. He took the head in his mouth as he continued to stroke, and the feel of his tongue squirming against my swollen knob of flesh put me over the edge. I came in what felt like massive explosion, and Adam moaned appreciatively around my cock as he swallowed, sliding his hot mouth down over my shaft and sucking hard, eagerly draining me of every drop I had. He pulled himself up and lay on top of me, murmuring in my ear, "I love the taste of your cum." I kissed him. "Yours too," I whispered back. I glanced up at the clock on the wall, amazed to see that it had only been an hour and a half since Adam walked into my apartment. An hour and a half to change my world... and there were still three days that he would be staying with me. Spent though it was, my cock twitched at the thought of all that we would do over the next seventy-two hours. He felt the twitch against his ...