It wasn't long before I started receiving messages. I called him a week later, picking up almost immediately the line was dead quiet.
'Hey you.' I said softly, hearing him gulp at the end of the line.
'Hi!' he blurted out. I could feel his heart beating through the phone. 'I like hearing your voice.' he said while gathering himself.
'Come over tonight.' I said confidently. I could feel him recoil in excitement from the statement.
'Sure.' he giggled.
I opened to door to see him visibly excited. Any apprehension and doubt from our first meeting was replaced with an unashamed energy. Despite being a similar height he made himself small and looked up at me, placing a hand on my chest. I locked eyes with him and pushed my lips into his. He grabbed my arm firmly, kneading the muscle. Interlinking fingers with him he pushed against me, I pushed back twice as hard. The masculine energy forced a sigh of relief out of him as he held onto me, struggling to stay upright.
He gently brought his lips to my ear. 'Ive got a little surprise, but you have to wait.'
We drank wine outside the deck chairs. Before long he was sprawled across me with his head on my chest. Telling me about his week in a soft, quiet voice. Giving up control and being looked after made him feel safe, small and calm. Gently grabbing his hips I lifted him up and lay him down on top of me. He leant back and latched his feet under my thighs, lifting his shirt off. The late evening sun reflected off him as he, ever so slowly, rotated his hips on top me.
Firmly holding his hips with one hand, I placed my other hand on his chest. Heat radiated off him as he exhaled forcefully, arching his back and grinning. I moved my hand up, cupping his jaw. He moved with it as I pushed his chin up, like a snake being charmed. Gently separating his lips with two fingers, I placed the tips of them on his tongue. Meeting me halfway he dropped his head onto my fingers. He shot a glance at me, as if to say 'I'm yours.' I lifted him up and carried to my bedroom.
I threw him onto the bed. A fire lit up in his eyes as he stripped down, getting on all fours in front of me. I pulled down my pants with him waiting eagerly. My dick bounced out of my boxers and he caught it with his tongue, wrapping his lips around the head and staring at me. I felt his mouth relax as his eyes motioned for me to take control. I moved towards him, gently pushing myself in search of his limit. His eyes began watering as the tip of my dick hit the back of his throat.