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Silver heat
Date: 9/18/2015, Categories: First Time Gay Male, Author: riterman2
... would you like? Would you like me to touch you? Would you like to sit down?" "Y. . . y. . . yes, er, ah no. Um, that is. Y. . . yes I'd like you to touch me. uh. . . No don't. I don't want you to see me. I mean see my. . . "Something wrong with your penis that you don't want me to see?" And now I really was blushing from the roots of my hair all the way to my toes. "It's just, well, er, I am kinda, oh hell, I am really small, I mean my dick. It is really small, especially compared to what you've got." "Do you really think the size of your penis would matter to me? I am much more interested in the size of your intellect, your mind. The size and depth of your involvement." Lance reached to cover my hand with his, holding it against his hardness, then turned, took his arm from around me and reached to unzip and open my shorts. His experience was obvious as he had no trouble opening them with one hand, a feat I could barely accomplish on my own clothes. Skillfully he spread the flap of my briefs, reached in and freed my penis from its confines. Only a little more than the tip stuck out, since my cock was only about half the size of his, slim and pink, cut back tight, the circumcision scars obvious. Despite my excitement, fear and apprehension left me only about half hard. Lance sighed, "ah. Beautiful," he whispered in my ear. "What a pretty cock you have!" He slid his hand up and back on me. It felt strange to have a hand on me ...
... backwards, with the thumb toward the base of my cock and all four fingers around me. Lance knelt and removed my shorts from around my feet. Reaching up he stuffed my cock back through that stupid flap in my briefs. Then grasping both sides of my tight white briefs, he tugged them down to my feet, removing them also. He stood away from me for a second, twirling my briefs around on his finger like a lariat, then flung them over the side and into the deep blue sea. As if saying a prayer, he intoned. "May Neal Scott never wear such restraining clothing again. Amen." While we were both laughing, he stepped up close to me, grasped his prick and mine and rubbed them together. Seeing and feeling his cock alongside mine, rubbing mine, caused sensations in me I had never dreamed of. The mere sight of our two cocks together, the contrast, excited me intensely, his long and dark, heavy and ominous hiding its secrets under a long wrinkled foreskin, mine smaller, about half as large, pink and thin and circumcised . Next, Lance surprised me by kissing me lightly on the lips while continuing to stroke us together. Oddly, that kiss, my first man kiss, seemed stranger by far than our cocks rubbing together, After several more strokes of our joined cocks, Lance let go, went to the cockpit and sat on the cushions, beckoning me to join him. I stumbled over to him like a programmed robot, not thinking, my body excited as never before, my cock, rigid as a pole, seemed too heavy to carry around, ...