I can feel you tremble when we touch, and I feel the hand of fate reaching out for both of us.

Robin had been with a handful of boys and girls since they became sexually active two years ago. Still, the operative words in the previous statement are ‘boys and girls’. Of all those they’d interacted with over the previous week, only Kayla could be even vaguely considered a girl. The rest were women, and Bob… Bob was no boy. He was very clearly a man. He even smelled like a man as opposed to the boys they’d been with. And he certainly kissed like a man.

High school boys kissed like they were either trying to eat your face or **** you with their tongue. High school girls either drooled like they were having dental surgery or were like kissing a dead fish. Bob’s kiss was firm but gentle with just the right amount of moisture, his tongue softly probed their lips, tasting them, testing the waters so to speak. Robin opened their mouth welcoming him in and was overjoyed by the way his tongue massaged theirs. His breath was sweet and there was an intensity they could feel through his lips, his touch. It was like they were the only person in the world, like his entire being was focused on them and them alone. Robin felt an electric thrill run up their spine and let out a soft involuntary moan as his hands caressed their back.

The kiss seemed to last forever, but it was probably only a minute or two, and when it ended Bob settled his hands on his partner’s hips and looked at them. They looked slightly dazed and a dopey grin stretched their full sensual lips. “What brought that on?”

“It felt like the right thing to do. And it was. You’re a great kisser.” They leaned in and kissed him again, this time sweet rather than passionate, and slid their arms around his neck interlacing their fingers. “I really like your hands too. Touch my back again… that felt really good.”

He was more than happy to oblige, allowing his hands to explore their slim firm back, tracing the wiry musculature, which had the effect of pulling them in close.

Robin found themself pressed up against his powerful body, and following an impulse began to kiss his neck. This had the effect of causing Bob’s already present semi to go to a full. The feel of his erection pressing against their leg through their clothing was enough to excite their little Fun Sized friend as well and they shivered again. Pleased with his reaction, they began to kiss lower along the V-neck of his t-shirt, breathing in his scent where it concentrated in the soft hair of his chest.

Bob found himself with a mop of red hair in his face and a cloud of Robin’s ‘natural’ fragrance assailing his olfactory nerves. Like vanilla and cinnamon, mint and clove, with a slightly peppery undertone, they smelled good enough to eat and it was whipping his libido into a frenzy.

Robin snuggled against his chest and a rather deviant thought occurred to them. If they were ever going to do this and follow through on a particular fantasy, now was probably the time. They drew back away from Bob, who almost growled his displeasure as they looked around to see if anyone was near. They let out a flirty giggle at his reaction and smiled wickedly as they slowly sank to their knees in front of him, sliding their hands down his chest, over his abdomen, to finally rest on his groin. “Is this for me?”

Bob took a shuddering breath and looked down at them, and willing himself to relax, simply stared with hot lust burning in his eyes. His voice was gravely when her replied. “Yeah, baby. That’s all for you.”

Robin’s smile widened, showing cute dimples at the term of endearment, as they began to carefully, slowly, unfasten his belt. His hands gripped the side of the lighthouse to restrain himself from just stripping down and fucking them right there.

Finally Bob’s pants dropped past his knees and the outline of his painfully hard erection stood out against the material of his slate grey boxer briefs like a bad relief carving, which Robin now gazed at in awe. “So big…”

From the first time they had tried it, Robin had enjoyed giving head. There’s just something thrilling about looking up at your partner and seeing sheer unbridled pleasure in their eyes. But this… this was something else. They couldn’t take their eyes off of it, and it was nearly a full minute before they remembered they wanted to do something other than look.

Delicate fingers fished his cock from his underwear, hands that seemed almost afraid to touch it slowly wrapped around his shaft and began to stroke it. “Goddess, it’s beautiful!”

If he’d been able to say anything right now other than monosyllabic grunts, he probably would have told his partner that they were, in fact, beautiful, but all he could do was watch, feel thin fingers running over his length, which impossibly got even harder. He nearly exploded when they leant in to give a sensuous lick along the solid iron bar that had sprung forth from those underwear.

Robin’s mouth watered. It was longer and thicker than any they had ever seen in person. Overcome by desire, they pulled themself up using Bob’s ass as a handle and slowly took the circumcised tip in their mouth.

Bob, for his part, was transfixed by the sight before him. This lovely androgynous creature was slowly working more and more of him into their mouth. There elfin features flushed as they begin to head bob like a chicken with sweet corn. “I’m… I’m not going to last long.”

So much bigger than anything they’d ever put in their mouth, still Robin was determined to slide those pillowy lips down as far as they could, but they figured they’d have plenty of time to practice, so instead took the better part of valor and decided to finish him quickly, redoubling their efforts and feeling the swollen head hit the back of their throat. His scent was so much stronger here and it was driving them crazy. It didn’t take long at all before they felt that monster start to tense prompting them to lean back and jerk it toward their open mouth with their eyes fixed on his. “Gimmie that cum! I earned it. I want to taste it. I want to feel it in my mouth, on my skin, all over me.”

The dirty talk and the eager hungry look in their eyes finally pushed him over the edge, and ropes of thick cum splattered their pretty face and filled their open waiting mouth as he let loose with a growl.

Robin sat back and began scooping jizz off their face and shoveling it into their mouth. When the vast majority of the facial had been cleared, they opened their mouth showing that they had yet to swallow. Holding his eyes, they did so in an exaggerated manner, then stuck their tongue out to show it clean and devoid of his spendings.

Seeing this erotic and vulgar display was almost enough to get him hard all over again, and it was with great effort that he pulled himself together enough to speak. “Let’s go home. I want privacy for what I’m going to do to you next.”

Robin slowly rose to their feet and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. “You taste delicious. I can’t wait to see what else you have to show me.”

(Title: “I Can’t Hold Back” by Survivor)