Chapter 4 - The Main Course
He let go of my hair and went on a several minute rant about how good that felt and that he had never felt anything so good. I wanted to believe him but knowing that I had the skills but not the experience made me think that this was just his inexperience talking. I moved my lips back to his still half hard member, kissing it softly and flicking my little pink tongue over his still quivering organ, cleaning up the little strings of his seed that escaped my lips. He was a sensitive one after his big explosion and I was not helping things much that I was poking his sensitive spots with my tongue and sucking on the tip as I attempted to coax out every last drop.
I was having so much fun teasing and licking him that I did not notice for a while that he was fully hard again. I am so lucky to have such a cooperative stud for my first time. Now that he was hard again it was my turn to play, and I am not talking balls of yarn here. Taking matters in hand (grabbing him by the penis) I took him across the room. I did not have to force the issue; he came willingly, following me across the room to the couch. As we walked the short distance I knew I was ready. I could feel some leakage running down the inside of my thigh. Once at the couch I turned him around and gave him a gentle push. Pushing just enough to let him know I wanted him to sit, and of course he complied.