Tom would admit that he was feeling a little bit of guilt as he waited for his new friend to arrive. The café wasn't far from his house, the perfect place to meet in public, get to know each other. Steven had told him again and again to get online to meet someone else, and it was amusing when they searched Grindr together, Steven pointing out the cute boys that Tom might like. He eventually ended up talking to a couple and the first he'd spoken to agreed to meet.
Sipping at his coffee, he lifted his eyes when a figure appeared through the doorway. Rising to his feet, it was the young man he expected. He was barely five-five, jet black hair, very pale, and seemed to be wearing a little eyeshadow. Black nail polish. Steven had suggested he was what they called a bit 'emo'.
He was also utterly beautiful and was almost feminine in certain ways. Definite reminders of Steven, which is why Tom had chosen to meet with him. As for his new friend, his eyes sparkled as he took in Tom in return, almost chuckling as the young man started to blush.
"Damian?"
"That's me. You're Tom?" He offered a soft hand. Tom took it but leaned down to kiss his cheek.
"Nice to meet you."
"You too."
Taking a seat in the small booth, he could see the young man was nervous as he was fidgeting within seconds. Offering to buy a drink, his new friend asked if he could have some tea. Placing the order, there was a moment of silence as Tom just drank him in. His blue eyes were beautiful, very expressive, and full of wonder as he gazed back at him in return.
"You're gorgeous," he finally said, "Your photos didn't do you justice."
The young man blushed every brighter. "Thanks..." Clearing his throat, he fidgeted again, so he reached across and took his hand. "Sorry. I'm nervous. I've never done this before."
"It's okay, we've all been through this a first time. Take a sip of tea when it gets here. I'm not going anywhere."
They'd already exchanged plenty of messages before this first meeting, so once his tea arrived, taking a couple of sips to get his nerves under control, Tom asked him how his course work at university was going and what he'd been getting up to. What he knew is that he'd been single for a while but wasn't a virgin, though admitted to being quite inexperienced.
Finishing their drinks, Tom asked if he wanted to go for a walk to a nearby park for more privacy. The young man smiled and agreed, taking his hand once they were outside. Feeling he was nervous about that, Tom assured him that the area was completely fine, no-one would even look twice at two men holding hands.
Arriving at the park a few minutes later, it was empty of people. No surprise as the weather wasn't that great. Finding a park bench to sit on, they hadn't discussed sex in detail. Before taking him home, Tom figured he'd need to know just what his new friend had done.
"Are you sure you're not a virgin?" he had to ask, "I believe you're eighteen, though you look youthful."
"I can show you my driver's licence," Damian replied with a grin, "I'm not a virgin but I've only had sex all of three times."
"Sucked cock?"
"I did. The boy I had sex with didn't have a large cock."
"And you love to bottom?"
Damian blushed. "He wasn't large but I loved feeling his cock slide inside me," he whispered.
Tom shuffled closer so their bodies were touching. When Damian looked up at him, Tom leaned down and kissed him. He was pleased his new friend responded, opening his mouth to accept his tongue. When he released a soft moan, Tom couldn't help grin, running his hand down his slim body towards his trousers, feeling a small tent.
That's when he broke the kiss. "I'm not very big..."
"No problem, gorgeous. Want to feel mine?" He nodded eagerly, though noticed the shaking hand as it ran up and down his bicep then down his chest towards his stiffening cock. When his smaller hand caressed it, his eyes lit up. "Eight inches," he whispered.
"Holy shit..."
Kissing him again, he easily moved his new friend so he was straddling his lap. Tom would admit the young man could kiss and he was clearly eager. Running his hand down his back, he moved his hands underneath his shirt to feel his soft skin, feeling the young man shudder at his touch. "Want to go back to mine, gorgeous?" he had to ask.
"Please," Damian almost begged.
Both of them were nursing erections as they began the walk back to his house. Hearing his surprise as they arrived at the gate, he did give a brief explanation of why he lived there and who he lived with. Opening the door, he had warned everyone that he'd be returning with a new friend, taking his hand again as he introduced him to most of his roommates.
"Where's Stevie?" he had to ask.
"In his room with Jim and William."
Walking upstairs, the door to Steven's room was open. He was on his knees, his lips wrapped around Jim's nine inch cock while William was mounting him from behind, driving in his ten inch cock hard. "Wow," Damian whispered.
"The one fucking him is William. Jim is getting blown. The beautiful young man in the middle is Stevie, my boyfriend. He's also the house boy."
"Oh... Your boyfriend?"
Leading him towards his bedroom, he escorted Damian in, shutting the door behind them, before kissing him hard. "Yes, boyfriend. But as he's being fucked nice and hard right now, he's going to be occupied most of the day and night with the others. As for me, I've got a gorgeous young man in my room that I want to get naked then spend the night with. Would you like that?"
"Can I see you naked?"
"Of course, though only if you return the favour."
Tom stripped off and loved the look in his lovers' eyes, drinking in his tanned, muscular body. Damian stripped off and he was a reminder of Steven. Even paler, without a hair on his body, even around his groin, though figured it was shaved or waxed. His eyes moved down to his erection, figuring the young man was between five to six inches long. As for Damian, his eyes bugged out seeing Tom's thick eight inch cock standing out.
Tom almost laughed when the young man licked his lips. "You want to blow me?"
"God yes."
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he was pleased that his lover immediately dropped to his knees, Tom leaning forward to give him a kiss. "Did you swallow when you sucked cock before?"
"Once. The other two times, he came on my face."
"Would you like to try and swallow my cum?" He nodded eagerly. "Once I've cum, I'll get you ready for my cock. Ever had your arse eaten?"
"No, he wouldn't do it. Said it was nasty."
Tom scoffed. "If you're clean, there's nothing wrong with it at all."
"I'm clean," Damian whispered, meeting his eyes, "I really wanted you to fuck me. You're so hot and handsome."
He kissed him again, Damian almost whimpering as Tom pulled him close to his body. "Get those wonderful lips of yours wrapped around my cock, gorgeous," he whispered, "Trust me, I really want to fuck you too."
As his young lover kissed down his body, he couldn't help grin as those gorgeous blue eyes looked up as his tongue darted out, running along his thick shaft. Doing that a few times, getting his thick cock nice and slick, he gasped as the young man's soft lips wrapped around the head of his cock. Damian's eyes lit up as he took a little more of his cock, Tom immediately running his fingers through his thick black here. "That's good, baby," he whispered, "Take your time, no rush. I'm going to cum really hard just looking down at you."
Noticing the fact his young lover wanted to smile made him feel better. Whatever he might have lack in experience, he proved very enthusiastic, taking as much of his cock as he could over the next few minutes. Tom gave him some subtle suggestions, urging him to gently fondle his balls at the same time. "Oh yes, very good, gorgeous," he moaned.
The young man certainly seemed to be enjoying himself. When Tom noticed him stroking his cock, he quietly told him not to, that he would take care of him when they made love. Using that term had Damian stopping for a moment, unable to stop the smile. "I'm not used to..."
Tom kissed him softly. "I'm not just going to pump and dump you, Damian. This is just our first time. I'm hoping you'll come see me regularly, and if you grow to love sex, you might even like some of my housemates."
"Really?" he asked softly.
"Of course. And I'm hoping you'll meet Stevie. He's adorable. I think you'll like him the most."
"Because he's your boyfriend?"
"Exactly." Kissing him again, earning another soft whimper from his young lover, he whispered, "Get those soft lips of yours back on my cock. You're getting me all hot and bothered, gorgeous."
Damian smiled broadly before taking his cock back in his mouth, his head bobbing up and down quicker, using his hand at the same time to stroke whatever he couldn't swallow. Tom could only groan, almost desperate to cum in his mouth as, truth be told, he wanted to get his cock in that lovely little butt he could see as Damian was busy moving about.
Placing his hand on the back of his head, the young man seemed to understand what that meant, their eyes meeting, seeing the need in his eyes. Tom almost smiled, pleased that he and Steven had made the decision together. He knew Damian would become a regular visitor after this.
"Oh fuck," he moaned, "I'm close, gorgeous. You going to swallow my cum?" Damian made a sound that suggested he definitely wanted that. "Okay. I'm close. Get ready."
He was definitely caught by surprise when the first spurt hit the back of his throat, but his new lover was a trooper, and swallowed everything else down as quickly as it filled his mouth. Tom groaned loudly, feeling good about life after such a good orgasm, particularly as it was brought along by a new lover. Damian continued to suck his cock until Tom lifted him up and had him straddle his lap, kissing him softly.
"Sure you haven't done that more often?"
"I've wanted to, but no... Was it good?"
"I'd love you to do it again, so yes, though you looked wonderful on your knees with my cock in your mouth." Looking him up and down, his slim chest, very pink nipples, running his hands down his back to his little bubble butt. Damian giggled when he gave it a squeeze. "You are very cute."
"Thank you," he whispered, "Guys at school like you... One or two were really nice. The rest... They weren't."
"It was tough?"
