She asked me if I can meet at a coffee shop and she bought me a gift and she paid the bill at the coffee shop too. Sweet of her and we talked a lot in...the coffee shop. She was cute, adorable, funny, had a good sense of humour. I felt like I was falling in love with her. Now as we were moving out of the coffee shop, she said, it was a small treat for saving her last week and she’s very unsatisfied with what she had done in return treat and the gift I mean. I said that’s ok and I’ll ask for. “Could you…” his friend didn’t (read: couldn’t) finish his sentence. Instead of words, his eyes fell to the floor, as if all the words that were intended to finish his sentence could be seen in that single gesture. Nathan tightened his grip. The dick in his hand twitched a second time.His friend sighed. The sigh had been quiet enough for Nathan to believe that he had been the only one to have heard it. However, when he turned his head, he saw the boy, who had been watching them, raise his. In this position it was hard to move anyway.He started to kiss me on the neck, gently nibbling my ears and running his hands over my body. I was whimpering and wriggling and feeling so aroused. Then he said something no man has ever asked before…“Tell me how I make you feel right now.”“ I feel safe with you, I feel very aroused, I feel vulnerable”He reached around and undid the top couple of buttons on my shirt which allowed him to pull the collar of my shirt down a little to exposed my. Fuck. Yes. Yessss. Holyshit, yes." He teased me with his finger, slowly fucking me with it, then introducing a second as he stretched my hole. "You like that?" he asked me again. "So. Fucking. Much. I can't wait to feel your cock in me!" "Neither can I." "No, I mean I can't wait! Fuck me!" "It will hurt a little," he warned. "Fuck me!" He chuckled again and retrieved the lube from the nightstand. I heard him slicking up his cock, and gasped when I felt him smear the cool gel around my hole..