/>Todd smiled and said, “You’ve never tasted your own cum? Try it – just this once, just for me.”

I couldn’t turn down the Man of my Dreams, so I licked it off of his fingers, although I was frankly more interested in licking his fingers – and every other part of him – than I was in the taste of my own spunk. But I ate it, and was surprised by the creamy, sweet taste. I’ll have to keep that in mind, I thought. Eating my own cum – my seed, my parents’ hope of grandchildren – after spraying it all over this gorgeous man’s body was a real mind-blower.

Todd lay down next to me, and we kissed and cuddled and stroked and fondled. I couldn’t get enough of the feel of his silky olive skin, the taut flesh over the lean muscles, the well-shaped torso with just enough hair to remind me that he was a man, and that sweet face smiling at me – when he wasn’t kissing me with those hot cherry lips. And always, those smoldering black eyes looming over me, like two deep wells in which I could lose my soul – I’d already lost my heart. His long, thick cock was rubbing insistently up against my thigh. I broke another prolonged kiss to ask “Don’t you want to fuck me? I want you to.”

“Are you sure you’re ready for that? I’ve wanted to fuck you for years, but I don’t want to push you too far too fast – only if you’re up for it.” And he smiled again, not the wolfish leer that I saw so often when he was hanging with the guys, but a gentle, radiant, - dare I say loving? – smile.

I grabbed him and pulled him over on top of me, our cocks crushed between our dueling six-packs, and kissed him hard and fierce, and said “Of course I want you to fuck me! I’ve seen enough to know what men do, and I want your hot dick inside me – I want to please you the way you please me!”

He rose up a little, and smiled, and said “OK – but we’re going to have to prepare you a bit first.” With that, he slid down my body past my cock – which was throbbing and hard again – and buried his handsome face between my thighs. He tongued my balls, and then sucked them separately, then both in his mouth together. I nearly came again, and the pre-cum was flowing again. Todd took some of it on his index finger and spread it around the rosebud of my ass. His finger gently rubbing the tender rim of my virgin shit chute sent electric sparks all through me – I’d never felt anything like that before, I didn’t know anything could feel that good. He spat into his hand, and spread some of the spit down there too, and then licked his finger and spread it with some more of my pre-cum, and began to very slowly and gently work it into my bunghole.

I was moaning and thrashing on the bed by now, as wave after wave of incredible feeling crashed over me. His gorgeous, uncut prick was standing at full attention now, the snaky veins on either side of the shaft engorged with blood, but he kept everything moving very slowly, very gently, and incredibly sensually.