I met *Johnny* in class. He was short with a mop of curls. Cute. We hit it off and when Valentine’s day came around we were both single so I went over to his place to hang out. Johnny lived with his older brother, *Kevin*. We barely spoke to each other just went straight to Johnny’s room.
His room was pretty bare. A futon. A nightstand. Some posters on the wall. A tv and a shelf of movies/games. Johnny had went ahead and ordered us a pizza and grabbed some snacks/drinks from his kitchen. We sat on the futon to watch a movie and eat. I leaned against Johnny and he smoothly put his arm around me. As the movie played we got more comfortable until I was laying on his lap.
This wasn’t really a date, just two friends “hanging out” to protest a dumb holiday so both of us were dressed pretty laid back. I had on yoga pants and a band t-shirt. He had on gym shorts and a hoodie. Those gym shorts quickly betrayed him. I shifted my head and noticed something hard poking me at the nape of my neck. I looked up at him and I could see it on his face. He knew I knew. He quickly tried to laugh it off and apologize, but his behaviors were unconvincing. His hand rested on my stomach and began to drift up to my rib cage. Every once in a while he would glance down at me, trying to gauge my reaction to his sliding hand. His room was warm but I had goosebumps. I was pretty sure I knew where this was going so I laced my fingers through his and brought his hand the rest of the way to my breast.
He looked down at me, his thick eyebrows raised as if making sure I wanted things to go this way too. I pressed his hand into my breast, encouraging him to grope me. That was all he needed. He bent over me to kiss me. His lips were the softest I have ever felt on a guy. His kisses were soft, tender. He wasn’t what I was used to, but he was a nice change of pace. While one hand groped my breasts, the other toyed with my long hair that spilled over his thighs. I touched his beard lightly feeling the coarseness of it and wondering what it would feel like if his mouth was between my legs. I pulled myself up momentarily breaking away from his lips and turned toward him so that I could touch him too. He shifted so we were sitting facing each other.
Our lips reconnected and this time our kisses deepened. Our mouths opening wider to allow our tongues to find each other. His hands went to my breasts and cupped them, massaging through my shirt. My hands played at the hem of his hoodie, sliding in and out, feeling his pale skin, before finally allowing them to roam up his chest and back down. I traced my fingertips down his happy trail, stopping above the waistband of his shorts. Johnny’s hands left my breasts to mold to my cheeks. He pulled back ever so slightly, his breath hot on my lips, his eyes studying my expression intensely. His hands titled my head up and his lips left a trail of light kisses down my neck to my collarbone. “How far do you want to go?” he asked me in a heavy voice before sucking at the base of my neck. I don’t answer quickly enough so he bites my neck. I grind myself against the futon. His teeth nibble back up my neck, his fingers weaving through my hair. I lean away, fingers gripping the bottom of his hoodie and pulling it along with his t-shirt off. He wasted no time in ripping off my shirt. His teeth grazing my shoulder as his hand swiftly undid my bra. We were both half naked. He was putting his weight against me, forcing me onto my back. His knees separated my thighs and placed himself between them. He kissed me wildly. Hungrily. One hand propped him up while the other I could hear fidgeting with a drawer in the nightstand beside us. Johnny sat up and eased my yoga pants off. He looked down the length of my body. I was topless, my breasts free, wearing only a little black thong with hot pink lace trim. His fingers looped the skinny strings and tugged down the thong leaving me naked. I grinded against his knees. I craved the friction of his body. I reached up and pulled his shorts down. He was dripping pre cum already and to his surprise I swiped it off his dick with my finger then licked it. He stood up, letting his shorts fall away and began opening a condom. I watched him roll the red rubber down his shaft. I squeezed my legs closed feeling myself grow even wetter. He was a sight to see. His hair fell into his face. A smirk played on his lips. And that decadent cock coated in an opaque red condom set my sex on fire. He stroked himself a couple times and asked “Will you go down on me a bit? It’s flavored. I remember you saying you like strawberries.”
I let Johnny have my place on the futon. I ran my hands up his thighs approaching his erection. I gently rolled his balls in my palm. I could hear his breathing quicken as my mouth closed around the tip then slid down. The condom might have been strawberry but it tasted absolutely awful. I prefer to actually taste what I put in my mouth but the gesture of remembering a small detail like that was too sweet so I set to work. My tongue glided up and down, swirling around the tip. I closed my mouth around him then opened it. I sucked hard and twisted my mouth around his shaft as I went up and down. Johnny moaned my name, his fingers gathering my hair and holding it back. I took all of him into my mouth to the back of my throat. He swore under his breath as I slowly brought my tongue up the underside of his dick and sat back on my heels. I could feel my wetness against the back of my legs. I wanted Johnny in a place that was not my mouth and as if he read my mind he takes my hand and pulls me to my feet and guides me to get on my back on the futon.
His hand reaches down to my pussy. He circles my clit with his thumb then slowly slides a finger in me. He whistles. Actually whistles. Then he tells me he’s never had a girl so wet just from sucking dick. I buck forward at his words, burying his fingers deeper until he brushes the sweet, tender tissue inside me. He smiles down at me, his hand drags up my body to my lips. I suck his finger and watch his smile grow wider. He reaches back down and guides his cock between my legs, rubbing the head on my clit before entering me. He fucks me slow at first, his kisses all over my neck, then he speeds up and rives me into absolute bliss. He stirred inside me and reached down to my clit until I felt my body go painfully numb. Finally Johnny came too. He held me for a moment before getting up and removing the condom. He dropped the used condom into an almost empty bag of Reese’s Pieces instead of walking out of the room to the only bathroom back in the hall. We cuddled naked under his blanket and actually watched a movie.
That night he texted me and told me his brother came looking for that bag of candy. Johnny thought nothing about the condom he had dropped in the bag so he handed it to his brother who turned to leave. While walking down the hallway his brother apparently opened the bag and reached in. Johnny heard Kevin yell, “HEY! WHAT THE FUCK MAN?” and rushed out to take the bag back and explain. Kevin was pretty cool about it after the initial shock. I went over to their place a few more times and every time I saw Kevin he playfully teased me. Even if there were no Reese’s Pieces in their entire place he would offer me some with the biggest grin.