Virgin Tales 3
Virgin Tales 3
This was the third scheduled meeting between these two men, and I think I was probably more excited for it than they were.
This time it was Dale who waited. He sat on the end of the bed, waiting, waiting, and waiting some more.
He looked again at his watch, then up at the mirror, clearly knowing he was being watched. He raised both eyebrows and sighed, wearing his disappointment like his jacket.
Dale was the older of the two, in his early thirties. Handsome, confident and he had those sexy little crinkles at the corner of his eyes when he smiled. Sean, on the other hand, was young. Just eighteen, a college kid who first visited the club to have his V card revoked. He was na?ve, in the way most virgins are, and he'd scored big when he was paired with Dale. Dale had taken such good care of him, and given this was their third meeting, it was clear they had chemistry.
Normally it was Sean who sat and waited, but tonight the roles were reversed. Dale waited, and Sean was late.
Dale glanced again at the mirror, to where I was sitting, watching. "Has there been a cancellation?"
I hesitated in answering, not wanting to intrude, but he'd asked me a direct question. I cleared my throat and pressed the intercom button. "No. He'll be here."
I stopped short on saying anything else, like "the kid's got it bad for you. Believe me, he'll be here." Because the kid did have it bad for him. And with how disappointed Dale clearly was, Sean obviously wasn't the only one who felt something.
Just then, the door opened and Sean all but ran in. He was panting like he'd ran the whole way. He had a backpack with him, which he tossed to the floor, and he grinned, out of breath. "I'm so sorry. One of my lectures ran really late. Man, I thought you might have bailed."
Dale stood up slowly, unable to hide his smile. "I thought you might have stood me up."
Sean barked out a laugh and shucked out of his coat. "Not likely. I've been thinking about tonight all week."
Dale walked over to him. "Did you run here?"
Sean exhaled slowly, trying to get his breath under control. "Yeah."
Dale smiled, almost shyly. He ducked his head a little, and when he looked up, he leaned in and kissed Sean's lips. "I've been thinking about tonight all week as well."
Sean put his hand to Dale's jaw and kissed him, deeper this time, and Dale let him lead. When he pulled away, he licked his lips; his eyes were darker now. "So I was thinking I'd be in charge this time."
Dale quirked an eyebrow, and he fought a smile. "Is that right?"
Sean nodded. "I think we should see if I've learned anything these last two weeks."
Dale paused a moment. "Have you practiced with anyone else?"
Sean shook his head. "Only with you and the fantasies in my head." Then he smiled slowly. "Would you have been jealous?"
Dale tried to laugh it off, but the set of his jaw and uncertainty in his eyes said otherwise. "Just wondering, that's all."
"Have you been with anyone else this week?" Sean countered. He tilted his head a little and met Dale's stare without backing down.
"No."
Sean smiled again. "Good, then I might have to make you cum twice to make up for it." Dale chuckled, but Sean didn't waste any time. He took Dale's hand and put it to the front of his jeans. "I've had this hard-on since I left here last week. No matter how many times I jerk off, it's not enough."
Dale gave Sean a squeeze. "Jesus."
Sean pulled Dale's shirt from his trousers and unbuttoned it. "First thing you taught me was to worship my lover's body," he said, planting his lips to Dale's collarbone. He pulled the shirt off his shoulders and kissed up Dale's neck. "And not to be shy in saying what I want."
Dale let his head fall back as Sean lavished his neck. "What do you want?"
"You," Sean answered quickly. "I want to kiss every inch of you, I want you to be putty in my hands, and I want to smell like you when I leave here."
Dale moaned. "Fuck."
"Oh, I'll do that too," Sean murmured against his jaw. He ran his hands over Dale's back, down and over his ass, before bringing his hand around to cup the bulge in Dale's trousers. "Sit on the bed."
Dale did as he was told, and Sean knelt at his feet. He undid the laces of his shoes and pulled each shoe off carefully, then he did the same with the socks. He massaged each foot a little before placing his feet back on the floor. Sean put his hands on Dale's thighs and made a show of slowly pushing his hands up to his hips.
Dale rolled his hips up, not being shy about where he wanted Sean next. Sean laughed and pulled at Dale's belt, unbuckling him roughly. Then he popped the button and gently let down the fly. He stood, fisted the hems of Dale's trouser legs and pulled them off his body, leaving them in a crumpled mess on the floor. He quickly went down to his knees, his hands on Dale's hips. He slowly pulled down his briefs, freeing Dale's cock.
Sean hummed as he licked the length, flattening his tongue, and then sucking the head into his mouth.
Dale moaned, and his head fell back as he let the pleasure wash over him. Then, like he couldn't not look, he brought his head forward again and bit his bottom lip as he watched Sean's lips slide up and down his shaft.
"I could so easily come in your mouth right now," Dale ground out. "You fucking turn me on so much."
Still holding the base of Dale's cock in his fist, Sean pulled his mouth off. "Do it. I'll make you cum twice, I swear. Let me taste you, please." Then he flicked his tongue over the frenulum before taking him all the way in.
Dale took a handful of Sean's hair and lifted his hips as he came down Sean's throat. "Oh, fuck!" he cried. His hips jerked and his thighs trembled as his orgasm ripped through him.
Sean gagged a little but swallowed it down and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and grinned. Dale fell back on the bed with a laugh. "Jesus Christ!"
"Good, huh?"
"Who taught you how to do that?"
"You did."
Dale laughed again. He lifted his arm, but it fell heavily back to the mattress. "Well, you're a quick learner."
Sean tapped his leg. "Scoot up the bed." He pulled his shirt over his head, toed out of his shoes, and pulled his socks off. He undid his jeans and pulled them down, briefs and all. When he stood upright, his cock jutted proudly from his body. He crawled up Dale's body, only stopping to kiss his hipbones and suck his nipples. He nuzzled into his neck and gently nipped his teeth at Dale's jaw before kissing him hard.
Sean tilted his head so he could kiss him even deeper, and Dale's hand reached blindly in the air. He was thoroughly owned by that kiss. I was fairly sure Dale was the one getting schooled here, not the other way around.
Sean pulled his mouth away, his lips kiss-swollen, his eyes dark and heavy lidded. Then he shuffled up a bit further so he straddled Dale's chest. He gripped his erect cock and bit his lip.
"Tell me what you want," Dale said.
"I want you to suck me," Sean whispered. "Like this."
Dale didn't hesitate. He reached up for a pillow and stuffed it under his neck. Then he gripped Sean's hips and pulled him forward a little; he opened his lips and he took Sean's cock into his mouth.
Dale's hands were everywhere. Roaming all over Sean's hips, his ass, his thighs, his stomach. He cupped his balls and he sucked him, hard.
"Oh, God," Sean moaned. "Fuck. Oh yeah, that's so good."
Dale pulled off Sean's cock, lifting it up so he could tongue his balls instead. "You wanna come in my mouth, or inside me?"
Sean groaned at the words. "Both."
"Mmmm," Dale hummed, quickly sucking Sean's cock back into his mouth. He worked him over, taking him in as deep as he could.
Sean thrust in and out, his hands pressed to the wall as he fucked Dale's mouth. He flexed taut with a cry, his hips lurched as he came, but Dale never let go. He simply swallowed around him, making Sean gasp and moan. "Fuuuuuuuuuuck."
Jesus. They were both doing each other in.
Still leaning against the wall, Sean caught his breath while Dale licked him clean. Sean twitched and laughed, moving back down the bed a bit. He kissed Dale's mouth, no doubt tasting himself on his tongue. It was a long kiss, a slower kiss, softer. Eventually Sean pulled away. "Roll over."
Dale's eyebrows rose and he smirked, but he did as he was told. He stretched himself out, spreading his arms and legs wide. Sean climbed off the bed to collect a condom and lube and throw them on the bed. Then he straddled Dale's ass and pressed his thumbs into his back muscles. Dale moaned. "Oh, God."
Sean pushed upwards, massaging his shoulders and the back of his neck. "You're stressed," Sean said.
"Work," Dale mumbled into the pillow. Then in what was the first offer of personal information, Dale added, "I closed a major deal this week."
"Shouldn't you be relieved?" Sean asked, not stopping his massage.
"Partly," Dale answered. "Now I need to actually do the job."
"I bet you're good at what you do," Sean said, digging his thumbs into Dale's shoulders.
Dale chuckled and turned his head. "I'm a corporate lawyer. I have to be good at what I do."
Sean froze. "Corporate?"
Dale put his head up and eyed Sean. "Yes. You have a problem with that?"
"Only if you don't have a problem with gross misappropriation of funds from CEO's against their underpaid employees. It's not just an economic liability but ethically reprehensible, not to mention the environmental catastrophe?—"
Sean's words were cut off by a burst of laughter from Dale. "I head a team of CSR lawyers. By our very definition we are the Corporate Social Responsibility sector. Making sure Corporations toe the line and conduct business ethically is what I do."
Sean exhaled loudly and let out a laugh. "Oh."
Dale smiled and relaxed his head on the pillow again. "Let me guess. First year?"
"Environmental economics."
"So you're smart?"
Sean laughed now and started to massage Dale's shoulders again. "Not as smart as you, by the sound of it."
Dale chuckled into the pillow. "I don't know about that. You have magical hands." He groaned. "That feels so good."
Sean leaned over him, letting his cock trace Dale's ass crack, as he worked over Dale's shoulders. "It sure does."
Dale lifted his ass a little. "Well, if you wanted me to be putty in your hands, you're doing a real good job."
"I haven't finished yet," Sean said. He shuffled back a bit, his cock now hard again. "I'm going to rim you first. I want to taste your ass."
Dale moaned and spread his thighs wider. "Yeah?"
"Mmhmm," Sean said, leaning his face down toward Dale's ass. "Then I'll fuck you." He spread Dale's cheeks wide and licked over his perineum, flicking his tongue over his hole.
"Oh, fuck," Dale cried.
Sean did it again, this time he pushed his tongue in a little. It wasn't long before he was tongue-fucking him. Dale fisted the bedding and raised his ass the best he could. "Yeah, just like that. Oh fuck!"
Spurred on by Dale's reaction, Sean licked and tongue-fucked him harder, and Dale was trying to buck back onto Sean's mouth. "I need you to fuck me."
Sean kneeled up and ripped open the foil packet. He rolled the condom down his cock, then slicked himself and Dale with lube. It was still probably far too much, but at least it wasn't as much as last time. Sean was learning fast.
He spread Dale's legs wider with his thighs. His cock hung heavy at his hole. "Are you ready?"
Dale lifted his ass in response.
Sean sunk inside him slowly. Dale moaned and Sean held his breath, only exhaling when he was fully seated inside him.
"Oh, fuck," Sean ground out. "You're so tight."
Dale arched his back, giving more of himself to Sean. All he could do was moan.
Then Sean began to move, slowly thrusting in and pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in. It was slower this time as well. Sean lay down over Dale's back and rolled his hips in a measured pace. He hooked his arms under Dale's shoulders and kissed the back of his neck.
Their size difference had seemed odd to me at first. Dale was bigger, thickset and broad, whereas Sean was the definition of a twink: thin, boyish. But they somehow made this look good. They somehow worked, fitting together like puzzle pieces.
Though this wasn't really fucking. There was a tenderness that I didn't get to see very often in the club. Most men were just here to fuck, to have fantasies played out, to have certain needs met.
This was different. They were different.
"Oh, God," Dale moaned. He arched his back again, raising his ass and head so Sean could kiss more of his neck. "Fuck yes. Like that."
Sean thrust a little faster, he held on a little harder, both of them groaned as the intensity escalated. Finally Sean reared back, slamming into Dale one last time as he came. He grunted and groaned through his orgasm, his body twitched and jerked, and his eyes rolled back into his head as he filled the condom deep inside Dale.
"Fuck," Sean panted. He collapsed on top of Dale.
Dale writhed underneath him and hummed contentedly. "Thoroughly."
Sean pulled out of Dale but stayed, lying on top of him for a few breaths before rolling off him. He discarded of the condom and collapsed back on the bed.
Dale rolled over to face him, then propped his head up on his bent arm. "That was really hot."
Sean chuckled, a little embarrassed. "I didn't make you come again." Before Dale could answer, Sean's stomach growled loudly, making both of them laugh. Sean rubbed his belly. "I was in a rush to get here. I didn't eat." Then he eyed Dale's dick. "I could kill two birds with one stone… I could suck you off again. That way you come twice, and I get to eat."
Dale laughed at that. "Spoken like a guy well and truly no longer a virgin."
Sean's smile slowly died. "Does that mean we're done? I mean, not just tonight, but I mean for good?" He shrugged. "I only came here to lose my virginity, as you know, and we've well and truly accomplished that." He suddenly found the bed sheets very interesting. "Because if you don't want to see me anymore or because I'm no longer a virgin, then that's okay. But if you wanted me to check the form for us to meet again, I totally would."
Dale stared at him for a long, long moment. I thought he might be trying to think of a way to let the kid down gently, and Sean must have thought the same because he sat up and gingerly got off the bed.
The next words that came from Dale's mouth surprised me as much as they did Sean. "I could buy you dinner."
Sean spun around to look at him. "Dinner?" A slow smile spread across his face. "For real?"
Dale was still lying down, still confident. "Well, you are hungry."
Sean was grinning now. "I'd really like that." He put his knee on the bed and leaned over to kiss Dale softly. "I'd like that a lot."
"I would too." Dale ran his hand through Sean's hair and studied his face. "But I have to be honest with you. I'm not very good at relationships. I work a lot and that becomes a problem. That's why I come here. Uncomplicated sex." Dale took a deep breath. "But there's something about you…."
Sean grinned even wider. "Well, I have to be honest with you too. My mom calls me her little Dragon Fly because I can eat my own body weight in food in about thirty minutes." He patted his stomach again. "I might look skinny but I can eat . And if you're buying me dinner, then you should know that." He took Dale's hand. "And about all that other stuff, we can talk about that over dinner. Because I really am hungry."
Dale laughed. "Then let's get you fed."
As they collected their clothes from the floor and headed to the exit, they were both smiling, and talking non-stop about some environmental case I didn't even begin to understand. The door closed behind them leaving absolute silence, and I sat there and smiled at the rumpled, empty room.
I didn't know if what they had would last a week or a lifetime, but it was pretty damn amazing to witness the beginning of something new.
I loved my job, I loved watching men fuck, but watching them falling in love was even better. I sat back in my seat, signed off on the paperwork, turned the lights to the room off, and walked out, wondering what on earth I'd get to watch next.
~ The End