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Chapter 10 by Nevermore Nevermore

Kylie - Chapter 7

Oh my...

If there is one thing I am useful at, good at, is how to handle a dick and handle men, normal men, that is. A dick must be treated the same way like a man. That is the main principle. You have to tease a man first, not rush to him. Rush him and he gets scared, or even aggressive. Alex wouldn’t get aggressive, but not scaring him off would be the challenge here.

Ever so slowly I pulled the zipper down, revealing his combat pants. As he was laying with his back against the far end of the fox pit, I looked at him with a naughty smile, my eyes set to sparkling. I neared him on my knees like a tired kitten, looking forward to just an extra little cat game. My tender hands touched the zipper of his pants, pushing slightly inwards, to feel him up.

Uh-oh, and I tried to be ever so slowly...

It was his turn to freeze now and he looked nervously what was happening in that moment.

He really gets scared fast in intimacy. Why is that? Time to put him at ease again.

“Don’t look so afraid”, I whispered, “It can’t be your first blowjob, is it?”

That should do it.

“No, not my first. Neither received, neither given.”

Oh my... Now, that is surprising!

“Given?” I asked surprised. “I had no idea you were for both sides.”

Hopefully not ashamed of it too...

“Uh, I am... yes”, he murmured while I slowly proceeded, opening his belt. It should be eroticizing for him, watching my slow but fluent movements. It seemed he could barely think enough to put his words in the right order, while he was getting fairly stiff below.

Not ashamed. Good. And responding to my actions. Good too. Still need to put him at ease just a tiny bit more.

“That will be a pleasant surprise for Peter and Jon, they won’t be the only odd men out here anymore.”

“Peter and Jon are gay?” He gasped his question while the tips of my thumb and index finger briefly touched the tip of his protruding penis.

Damnit, I overdid it. And now he is curious about them. No, his focus should be on me. He was getting there, in the zone I wanted him.

“They are very discrete about it.”

Come on, pick up the hint. I don’t want to talk about them, I want your focus on me.

“Never picked it up with my gaydar...”

Keeps talking... Perhaps he is still scared? Nervous? Time to put an end to his wandering focus.

“Hey, your mind is wandering too much. Nervous much? No, don’t answer. Shut up now, I need to concentrate.” I ordered him further: ”Close your eyes. And let me handle it from here.”

Hopefully that will be the end of it. Looks like a direct order will need to be the main approach here.

“Yes, Miss Kylie,” He hoarsely voiced.

Humor? Oh my... Or a roleplay request? No, it can’t be. No humiliation games here. He is scared enough as it is. So not giving orders then to get him aroused further.

I slightly shook my head.

Not going to be that easy. He needs to be quiet and very, very focused.

“Sst, close your eyes, trust me.”

He obeyed my order and placed the back of his head against the earthen wall. Letting himself immerse in the extraordinary experience.

Very extraordinary. For him it will be, and for me too it is. Haven’t had too much experience in arousing a man I really, really like. Fuck, almost getting nervous myself here. No, no, just proceed. You can do this, Miss Kylie.

I pulled down his underpants just below his balls. He shivered while I carefully fished out his stiff penis with three fingers. Gently setting my grip, my thumb on the glans, then tentatively with my index finger caressing the ventral side, up and down.

A man needs to be teased. A dick needs to be teased. All the same. He is reacting just fine.

Then with a bit firmer grip I slowly jerked up and down the foreskin with thumb and three fingers.

But teasing needs to evolve in further action. To let him and the dick know I have a purpose with it. Seeing his dick to be of normal size, I hesitated.

Damn the porn industry! Always favoring big dicks. It is humiliating to the average man. Like only a big cock can please a woman. Like all you need is a big one to please a woman. And like the woman doesn’t need to be skilled to be able to please herself with any size of cock. Damn the brief sex education they get at schools! Like a dick and a vagina is all you need. Skills, vaginal muscles, multiple and different kinds of orgasms, knowledge of the behavior of a penis, the sensory spots of both... I could give a whole lecture about it.

But now is not the time...

Time to put him at ease with whichever unfounded preconceptions or complexions he has about it.

“Hmm, not too small, not too big... Good...” He heard me murmur softly.

I shifted my position a bit, I held his penis still for a moment before I made him feel the sensation of some fluid leaking on the bulbous head. I was using my collected spit in my mouth to wet his dick. I then spread the wetness further down the whole shaft, using circular motions of my hand, massaging, clearly not hesitant to squeeze and knead his dick by this time.

Time to move to the main part. The teasing is only half the job. But done well, and it seems I did, the rest shouldn’t take long. Though, doing this for a man I so like, it is surprisingly pleasant, very pleasant. I feel getting wet myself at the thought he would come and then ask for more... Oh my...

It felt like heaven and I was only starting...

For a moment I stopped, pulled the penis closer to my mouth and he felt me blowing softly upon the head. It brought an electric shiver through his spine. The bulbous head was extremely sensitive now and already precum was starting to mix with my saliva.

See? Almost there...

He then felt the tip of my tongue on the base of his penis, licking upwards towards the glans. Once more I did, each time using more of my tongue, before finally wrapping my soft lips around the head.

A cock is sensitive at all sides. Aroused it wants to be enveloped at all sides, just like in a pussy. The only way to do that is...

The head of his cock touched the insides of my cheeks as I sucked suddenly, almost violently, moving my head a little forward and backward, while keeping a firm grip, kneading with one hand.

And just like in a pussy, a cock wants to move, or to be moved. Just like a man wants to move, or to be moved.

My mouth moved slightly more forward, pausing every two seconds, each time taking more and more of his phallus into me. Pressed at the back of my throat it was, between my tongue and palate, I held it imprisoned for a moment, for him it felt probably an eternity, then slowly let his meat free again. I sped up my movements gradually, always making sure his dick touched the insides of my mouth at all sides, sucking slightly, my tongue pushing upwards.

He could not keep this up for long. No man could. Not even him, especially not him. The sensation of me blowing him this way, at the same time jerking him off so expertly, he gasped loudly several times as he arched his back and ejaculated with multiple spurts into my mouth. I didn’t stop, not until he slumped down from sudden exhaustion, audibly swallowing his cum shortly afterwards.

A good girl needs to accept his gift, and must let him show it or hear it, she accepted it. And I was glad to do that for him.

He lay still for quite a few moments, trying to catch his breath again.

Hmm... did I overdo it? Or would he want more? Not sure of it at all. Most men would. But he is not most men. At all. I almost ordered him to let me give him a blowjob. So I could reduce my feelings of guilt. Almost selfish of me. No, I wanted him to get out of that miserable life he was not enjoying at all. But would he think the same way?

Still not speaking. Looks like this will be it for now. I almost feel sad. No, I do feel sad about it. For me, and for him. He enjoyed it very much, that I can tell. Probably I will need to do it step by step. Slowly. Tease him, evolve the teasing with purpose, accept him for who he is and make him accept my gifts. Not going to be easy. Not easy at all. Fuck, it will be frustratingly difficult.

Right, time to wake him up... In more ways than one.

“You can open your eyes now,” I calmly said.

Yes, you can open your eyes. Life has a lot more to offer you. You deserve it. And I will be there along the way. I want that. Now more than ever.

Kylie - Chapter 8

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