“So what? This is the first time you got a hand-job from someone else, you already score points for getting your pants off first.” My hand is still wrapped around his cock. He laughs and I bend down to kiss him, giving him a testing stroke before pulling away and asking if he wants me to go on. He nods. “Say it.” I whisper. “Yes.” Fuck. I pump his cock like it’s my own, watching him until he grabs my head and pulls it against his neck. Okay, so he’s too shy to let me watch him yet, we’ll work up to that. I whisper against his ear, “come for me,” and he unloads onto my hand, moaning my name.
