4degrees
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I felt so...vulnerable as Mark exposed my girlish chest. It flet like his eyes were burning right through me as he took in the sight of my bare chest. This was a first for me, as far as coming out to someone went. We didn't get this far, ever, after I either told the guy I was with or he found me out. This was pretty much new to me. I knew it was new to Mark, too. As I thought about this factor, it felt as though we were both awkward inexperienced virgins in a sense, and that Mark was exploring my body as if it were the first one he'd seen naked before.
My thoughts faded quickly as soon as I felt Mark's mouth on me, sucking my hard nipple with an urgency. I really had forgotten how this felt; keeping them confined behind an ace bandage or a super tight t-shirt and never giving them the freedom to experience this kind of pleasure. I forgot that my chest wasn't hard and muscled. As Mark gave this wonderful attention to my tit, all I could think or feel was how great it felt. My hand went to his head and I pulled at him, encouraging him to continue. Fuck, it felt so good.
My voice was quiet and raspy when I spoke, whispering, "Oh, fuck Mark...that is nice...Man, your mouth is so sexy...reach down and stroke my cock while you do that, please Mark?" I didn't expect him to understand what that did for me in the least. He now knew that that hard cock jutting out of my groin wasn't a natural part of me. But I knew what it did for me. My hips rose a bit as he took my cock in his hand and played along with me, letting his hand slide up and down my shaft. I groaned and again made sure he knew that this felt awesome to me.
Part of my brain was fearful as it lingered too long at the thought of him putting his hand between my legs, touching that part of me that I wanted to forget ever existed. The part of me that to everyone else, seemed perfectly normal and natural, was the same part that I resented. But I let my mind go back to the feelings of the current situation, and knew that if what he was doing now made me feel this great and relaxed, that maybe I was wrong to assume that I knew how it would effect me if his hands...mouth...cock even, explored my body further...
My thoughts faded quickly as soon as I felt Mark's mouth on me, sucking my hard nipple with an urgency. I really had forgotten how this felt; keeping them confined behind an ace bandage or a super tight t-shirt and never giving them the freedom to experience this kind of pleasure. I forgot that my chest wasn't hard and muscled. As Mark gave this wonderful attention to my tit, all I could think or feel was how great it felt. My hand went to his head and I pulled at him, encouraging him to continue. Fuck, it felt so good.
My voice was quiet and raspy when I spoke, whispering, "Oh, fuck Mark...that is nice...Man, your mouth is so sexy...reach down and stroke my cock while you do that, please Mark?" I didn't expect him to understand what that did for me in the least. He now knew that that hard cock jutting out of my groin wasn't a natural part of me. But I knew what it did for me. My hips rose a bit as he took my cock in his hand and played along with me, letting his hand slide up and down my shaft. I groaned and again made sure he knew that this felt awesome to me.
Part of my brain was fearful as it lingered too long at the thought of him putting his hand between my legs, touching that part of me that I wanted to forget ever existed. The part of me that to everyone else, seemed perfectly normal and natural, was the same part that I resented. But I let my mind go back to the feelings of the current situation, and knew that if what he was doing now made me feel this great and relaxed, that maybe I was wrong to assume that I knew how it would effect me if his hands...mouth...cock even, explored my body further...