You pull Mathew in for a kiss

You reach around Mathew's neck with one hand and pull him towards you for a kiss, closing your eyes as your mouth meets his. God, he smells incredible. Your tongues clash as Mathew's hands grip your jaw, your neck, trace your collarbone down to your chest, and roam over your stomach and back. You thrust your hips up to grind against Mathew's body, but he senses your movement and leans backwards. You moan into his mouth in frustration.

Mathew breaks your kiss to say, "Not so fast, John." He grins. "Take off my shirt, ****." Your cock stiffens at the thought of how quickly things are moving, and you blush. You lean forward to grab the ends of Mathew's shirt and peel it off his body, admiring his gym-toned chest and arms and the dark treasure-trail over his stomach. Mathew flexes, grinning at you, before pouncing on you and pulling your own shirt up over your head. He frees your head from the shirt, but traps your arms beneath one of his. You squirm against him, but you don't have the strength to push Mathew off you. He chuckles as his other hand caresses its way down your exposed chest to your pants where he undoes the buttons and pulls them down to expose your erect cock. Mathew gives your cock a quick squeeze, which makes you groan and thrust against his hand, before letting you up to get out of your shirt; as you do this Mathew pulls your pants completely off your legs leaving you naked on the couch.

"Fuck, you're hot," Mathew says. "Now get on your knees and wrap your lips around this, ****," he says, while adjusting the outline of his hard cock in his jeans. You do as he asks - as he orders you, watching his face carefully as you unzip his jeans and pull out his hard cock from his boxers. Shit, it must be at least six inches. Your heart races as you hold Mathew's cock - the first time you've held another man's cock in your hand - and you wonder if you can really face having a guy's dick in your mouth for the first time...