His hand gently grabbed the back of my head as he gently eased me down his cock. He knew what he wanted and was helping to coax me, gently guide me to...please him better, after all this was all learning for me as my first bit of practice. With his hand on my head guiding me, he also began thrusting his hips, gently fucking my mouth. We weren't doing this for long before he slowly pulled his full length of cock from out of my mouth. He pulled me up to him for a kiss, before suggesting heading for. Even when I assured him that he WAS the one, he planned it out. We went out to see a show that I'd been dying to see and then had dinner in a restaurant that neither of us could afford. When we got home or back to his house, he fumbled getting the door open. His key wouldn't fit. He left me standing there on the long veranda porch that we'd spent so many nights on and he went around the back. I never did figure out until years later that he hadn't actually fumbled at all. I heard someone. He would give me a signal and I would eagerly grab my penis and start masturbating vigorously again.I did everything he asked, driven by sexual pleasure I had never dreamed was possible. I obeyed his every command and the sight of him moving the cursor around my computer screen drove me wild. I told him my username and password and watched him take my money. He told me I could cum if I begged him to take more. I begged him. He took more. I masturbated frantically, he made me stop. 'Beg me to. The wetness all over my thighs and seat was all the proof I needed. The following morning couldn’t come quickly enough.The remainder of the day was terrible. The heat was stifling in my house. Even though Tina’s family didn’t have central air, the air their seemed so rich and caused such a nice swelter. The heat in this house, where I felt as if I was a stranger was intolerable. Unfortunately, my parents insisted that using central air during the mid day before July 4th was not very.