1. He Did It In My Mouth


    Date: 12/6/2014, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Gay, Mature, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Young, Author: bryanll, Rating: 84.4, Source: sexstories.com

    his comment than mere appreciation. He didn’t have a licentious expression, but certainly not one I would consider normal or usual for him. His smile was a little bit twisted and his eyes were much more focused on mine than usual. Then . . . Then, he said the phrase that I have never forgotten. In fact, as I write this, I can still see his face and hear the inflection in his voice. He said, “You are a pretty boy, Bryan. And, you have a very pretty little mouth.” My knees nearly gave out and I found it hard to breathe. The words. That phrase. “You have a very pretty little mouth.” I think I gasped but I didn’t have enough control of my faculties to remember clearly. However, I am certain I gasped inside. His phrase literally took my breath away. His words impacted me like those times people mistook me for a girl, except that the impact of Cal’s words was many times stronger. That was the biggest swirl of thought that went through my brain but there was one other smaller one that floated near the surface and that swirl was colored with the thought that Cal had just made a pass at me! Had he just come-on to me for sex? Did he like my mouth for sexual reasons. Was it more than a “pretty little mouth” to him? Could it be that it . . . that it . . . turned him on? It was easy to hope that big, but it was not as easy to believe that big and I squashed that swirl several times. It was utter nonsense to let myself believe he was one of THOSE kinds of men. But . . . But, what if I was ...
    wrong? I would regret the missed opportunity. And, worse yet, what if I was right? What would I do? I was too shy, too reluctant, and too uncertain to do anything about it. The conflict of those thoughts twisted my head and I realized that I couldn’t afford to dwell on them and make myself crazy. Better to put it all aside until my head cleared and I could once again think straight. I don’t remember what I might have said but I know I smiled after he spoke. Smiling came easy. Talking was more difficult. But then came the question, what else might I have done that I didn’t remember? What if I said “thank you”? Would he take that as an invitation to try to seduce me, if indeed that was what he was up to? Would he construe my smile as evidence that I welcomed his advance? How had I gotten around him standing in my way? I couldn’t remember. I do remember not being able to go to sleep until two hours past my normal time. All I could think of was that voice and his face and those words, “You have a very pretty little mouth”. I couldn’t solve the question of whether or not it was a sexual comment or just some ordinary statement of appreciation and that was what kept me awake for so long. And, I mean, what would I do if it was sexual? What if he liked boys’ mouths? What if he was actually after me to suck on his cock? I had dreamed of sucking for so long but there were issues to deal with. I could not imagine myself being bold enough to follow through. It seemed to me it would take a ...
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