Smiling, Mark walks into my apartment, but it seems strained this time. He's been here dozens of times, is usually very comfortable in my place and ge...s his own drink from the fridge. I'm distinctly nervous., but I get the sense he, too, is apprehensive about the coming events.Go through the usual pleasantries, beautiful day … good weather …. Soft drink? …. Something to snack on? …. etc. Once the pleasantries are taken care of, I swallow hard and lead him to my bedroom, the one room in my place. I pulled out my small LED flashlight and turned it on. The light was very dim, but hopefully it would be enough to keep us from having a stupid accident. We opened the door again and I looked out with the aid of that tiny flashlight. I was looking into a hallway that seemed to run the length of the house. There were several doors opening off the hall on both sides, and we were about halfway down the hall. There were two more doors on this side of the hall and four doors on the other side of the. And it was all due to Jay’s loving expertise.I moaned, gasped and sighed, letting him know just how much I enjoyed what he was doing, how great he was making my first experience with another man. Instinctively, I rocked my hips, wanting more of Jay’s mouth, seeking to go deeper into his throat. I wanted him to take all of me and I began moving my hips faster, thrusting in a steady rhythm, relishing every delicious second. The moment came when I knew I was close, on the edge, poised to shoot my. I went to lay down and get some rest, but kept thinking about what happened on my date and how it made me feel. Well, I started to get worked up, I had been masturbating since I was 11 or 12 and new how good it made me feel. But I had not done it in my dorm room with someone sleeping 6 feet away – usually in the bathroom late at night when no one was around. I guess I should have gotten up and gone to the bathroom to take care of myself, but for some reason that night I felt that it would be.