Right then there was nothing in the world I wanted more than sucking Kurt off. I wanted him to cum as much as he could in my mouth. I wanted to taste ...his cum and feel it running down my throat. To prolong my pleasure I edged him a couple of times until he told me he was going to cum. As my mouth encircled Kurt’s cock once again, I could feel the volcanic rise of his coming orgasm. "Ooohhh migod, I'm cumming. I'm cumming in your mouth. Ooohh, ooohhh, ooohhh yesss,” he wailed almost painfully. . ”In all of my other relationships, I always waited until after the first date with a girl before I slept with her. Aren’t we doing this a little backwards?” I said with a laugh. She laughed back. “I’m sorry that I’ve upset your usual ‘routine’. Since it appears that I have taken advantage of you before you were able to take advantage of me, how about I take you to dinner, instead? Or, better yet, come to my place Friday night, say seven, and I’ll make you dinner.” The look on her face told me. It was so different from a toy! I felt full, complete, like this was whereI was meant to be. Why else did I doll myself up, if not to make real mendesire me? Why else did I decide to venture out, if not to be seen, and tobe fucked? This was everything I had been missing out on. I couldn'tbelieve that I had lived this long without a real cock in my ass.Now that the hard part was over, Kyle really began to pump his hips,either consciously or not, in time with the music. I stifled a moan asmore. We have always been poor.I lived my entire life in a two-bedroom, one-bathroom apartment on the outskirts of Minneapolis. My mother was a nurse and my dad was a mechanic. They were good parents by all accounts, though I rarely saw them. I was an only child. They had wanted to have more kids, and I have early memories of my mom talking to me about how one day she'd like me to have siblings to play with, but they never had enough money. My dad was at work all day and my mom worked night shifts.We.