Divulgence
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My promise to be myself was
rewarded with a genuine smile from Lex, and a kiss on the cheek. Strangely
enough that was almost more erotic that anything else that had happened tonight.
“Enough chit chat.” Lex said. “ I believe that I also have a promise to
fulfill.”
“That you do.”
Lex left his seat on the bench, coming over and straddling my lap. “Got any
crazy fantasies you want to carry out tonight?” He slowly began grinding himself
against me.
“Sex is good.” I said as he tongued the base of my neck.
Chuckling, he nipped my collar bone. “Nothing more specific?”
“No,” I put my arms around him and pulled him closer. Finally having sex was a
big enough fantasy for me. I didn’t care where, I just wanted to know what it
was like. “I’ll leave the creativity up to you.”
“Hot tub it is, then.” He said. “Do you have a preference for who’s on top?”
It was at this point that I realized that Lex didn’t know. I had to tell him
this was my first time even if it did break the mood. “Nope.”
“Not real picky, huh?”
I couldn’t answer, though. All I could think about was how good his body felt
pressed into mine, how the warm water allowing us to slide easily against one
another, and how I couldn’t wait to find out what he had planned for us tonight.
“No hints at all?” He stopped tonguing my neck and looked at me. “Likes,
dislikes?”
“I, um, I don’t know.”
“How can you not know what you like?” He stared at me for a moment, then his
eyes widened. “You’ve never…?”
“No. I haven’t.” I said quietly.
“Clark, why didn’t you tell me?”
“It’s not the big of a deal.”
“The fuck it isn’t.” He sat back. “Your first time shouldn’t be a one night
stand. It should be with someone you love.”
“Did you love your sister’s boyfriend?” I asked defensively.
“No, but-”
“But nothing.” I cut him off. “Like I said before, I realize the implications of
what I’m doing here with you.”
“Clark, I just don’t want you to regret this later when you’re in a relationship
with someone.”
“Well, I don’t want to get to that point in the relationship and be fumbling
around like an idiot.”
“When you’re with the right person, you’re too engulfed in the passion, too busy
exploring and learning about them to worry about who’s fumbling or not. Things
just kind of… flow.”
“I thought we were flowing pretty well earlier.”
He didn’t deny it, instead he sighed and closed his eyes. “Kid, this just-”
“I’m not a kid.”
“Well,” He looked at me. “I know you’ve got to be at least ten years younger
than me, so that makes you a kid. That and you look younger than you probably
are.”
I knew I still looked young, but… “Do you have to call me kid? Makes me feel
like I’m twelve or something.”
“You’re obviously not twelve.” He started. “That would be beyond wrong. So, how
old are you, Clark?”
“You first.” It was strangely adorable to see this fancy businessman roll his
eyes at me.
“I’m forty-three.” Lex reached up, closing my gaping jaw with his index finger.
“You don’t have to look so shocked. I’m not *that* old.”
“I just… I…” This man was almost as old as my father. Maybe Lex was right. Maybe
agreeing to come up here with him tonight was a bad idea. “I guess I thought you
were like barely thirty or something.”
“Far from it.” He ran his hand over his smooth head. “Must be the lack of gray
hair.”
I reached up and ran a finger over the top of his scalp. “What happened?”
Lex gently grasped my wrist and put it at my side. “How old are you, Clark?”
“Twenty-four.” I whispered. He sat there gazing into my eyes with a dark
unreadable expression. I stared back waiting. Wishing. Hoping he'd say
something.
“I'm sorry, Clark.”
“Lex, please. Don't do this.”
But he didn't listen. He quickly climbed up out of the hot tub, and put on his
robe. “You’ll have plenty of other opportunities for this, Clark. Better
opportunities.”
“I don’t want other opportunities. I want this one!”
“You're too young still to know what you want.”
“You're wrong, Lex.” I protested. “While I may not be very experienced or
knowledgeable about so many things, I am old enough to know what I want. And
since the moment I saw you walk into that pub tonight, I've wanted you.”
He continued to stare down at me from his spot on the deck. “Why?” He asked.
“Why not?” I said. “You’re gorgeous, sexy, and somehow I just looked at you and
knew you’d be the one.”
“The one?” He folded his arms across his chest.
“Not like that. I meant I knew you could be the one to show me how and what to
do. I want someone experienced, not-”
“Clark, get up.”
“What?”
“As much fun as hot tubs are,” He started, “It’s not ideal for a first time, so
get up before I change my mind.”
I quickly climbed out of the hot tub, my erection bobbing out in front of me. I
went to grab my robe, but Lex stopped me.
“Let me.” He picked up a towel off one of the nearby chairs and fluffed my hair,
then gently dried my face. He ran the towel over my back, arms, then stopped
when he got to my chest. “You’re sure about this?”
“Absolutely.”
“And you’re thinking with your brain and not your dick, right?”
“Maybe both.” I said truthfully.
He laughed, and seemed more relaxed again.
“Okay then.” Kneeling down, he dried my abdomen and legs. “We need to set up
some rules.”
“Rules?”
“Rules.” He repeated. “If you don’t agree to them, then we don’t go through with
this. Understand?”
“Of course.” I said cautiously.
“First. Sometimes love and sex can get confused when you’re new. Feelings get
muddled if you’re not careful. Keep in mind that this is purely sex.”
“Purely sex.”
“I don’t think this one will apply to you as much, but no name dropping when you
talk to your friends. My father and my family are pretty well known in some
areas and I don’t want people coming to me thinking that I’ll just give it up to
them.”
“Okay,” I was mildly curious about this one considering I didn’t even know his
last name.
“Make sure you communicate with me. Let me know what feels good, what doesn’t,
what you like, if it’s too rough, not rough enough, you want more… got it?”
I nodded.
“And this kind of goes along the same lines, but don’t be timid. If there’s
something you want to do, or know about, just ask. I’m not going to embarrass
you or tell anyone about what goes on here tonight.” He paused then added “I
want you to leave here satisfied. I can’t teach you everything, but I’ll do my
best with the time we have and the rest is left up to whomever you’re with
later. Okay?”
“Sounds good.” I told him.
“So tell me exactly what you do know, kid?” He leaned forward and slipped my
harness into his mouth. It felt so good and so hot after being exposed to the
cool air in the room. I closed my eyes and gently grabbed the back of his head,
guiding him along. After a few strokes, he replaced his mouth with his hand.
“Clark?” He asked. “Tell me more about what you know, so I know where to start.”
“This is good.” I said.
He chuckled and removed his hand. “Asking you a question, then diverting blood
from your brain was obviously a bad idea.”
“Yeah.”
He stood, and then led me back to the bedroom, where he towel dried me one more
time before telling me to lay on the bed.
“I read.” I said, finally answering his question.
“What kind of stuff?” He dropped his robe, then settled next to me.
“Mostly internet fiction. And some how to stuff. So, I mean, I know what to do
for the most part, just… haven’t.”
“What about porn?”
“I watched one when I was like fifteen with a friend from school. All I remember
about that one is that it had these huge breasted women screaming in it. Kinda
scary, actually. Then I tried to watch some on the ‘net, but I get pretty
embarrassed about it and feel like I’m spying somewhere I don’t belong.”
“That’s understandable.” He looked up at me. “Perhaps before you leave, I can
show you some gentler less spy-like stuff you might be interested in. If you
want.”
“Sure.” I could feel my cheeks redden. It seemed so weird to be casually talking
about trading porn sites. “I’d like that.”
“Have you ever written any stories?”
“What? No. That would be weird.”
“Why?” He said. “You’re a writer, you like to read them, so why not give it a
try? Make up your own fantasies.”
“I couldn’t do that.”
“Sure you could. Get your name out there, find out what people like, maybe even
get some cash out of it. People will pay big for good smut, Clark.”
“But there’s so much free stuff on the internet-”
“I said good smut.”
“Good point.” I smiled. I know I’d run across more than my share of crappy
online erotica.
“It’s something to think about anyway.” Reaching behind him, he grabbed the lube
we’d used earlier. “You ready?”
“Of course.” I said.
He grabbed a pillow, and scooted down between my legs. “Lift up.” He said,
placing the pillow beneath me. “I’m going to just play with you for a little bit
and let you see what things feel like. So just relax and don’t forget to talk to
me. Nothing should hurt if you’re relaxed.”
“Okay.” I watched in anticipation as he poured some of the liquid into his
hands. Rubbing them together, he placed both of them around my shaft and began a
slow gentle massage.
“You’re quite a big guy, you know that?” He asked.
Blushing, I looked away. He did *not* just say that to me. But I knew. I’d
measured myself out of curiosity years ago, so yeah, I knew, but I’d never
really thought about it much until now.
“If the writing gig doesn’t work out, I know several film companies that would
kill to have someone with your physique, your gorgeous smile, and of course…
this.” He stroked me harder, his hands slipping wonderfully along me. “You seem
to have pretty good stamina, too.”
“Are you just… trying to charm me?” I asked quietly. “Or are you serious?”
“I’m being serious, Clark.”
“Having sex with strangers?”
“And you’re not doing that now?” He asked.
“Well… there’d be a crew watching, too. Then people watching at home and…
there’s no way. That would just be weird and wrong. And I don’t ever think I
could do that and be in a relationship, too.” I frowned. “Not that I’m in one
now.”
“Have you been looking?”
“No.”
“If you’re serious about it, then you need to be active and not passive.”
“Kinda like I was tonight.” I said.
“I wouldn’t exactly call that active, but yeah.”
“But I came back to see if I could find you. And for me that’s-”
“You came back to get your glasses.” He stated.
“What? No, I…” But he was right, I’d left my glasses in the booth.
“I believe you, but I thought that’s really why you came back. They’re in my
suit jacket by the way.” He stilled his hands for a moment. “Just the fact that
you’re here tells me that you can be assertive, or confident when you want. I
know you’ll find someone and when you do, you’ll make the best damn husband any
guy could dream of.”
I still couldn’t tell if he was serious, but I chose to believe him anyway.
“Enough talking.” He stroked me a few times, then sat back. “Take a few deep
breaths and just relax.” He spread my legs wider, and adjusted the pillow a
little so that he could he could have better access to me. “I’m going to start
with one finger first, okay?”
I nodded, and felt him drizzle lube across my balls and it dripped slowly down
my crack. He added some more to his finger, then started working it across my
hole. Finally, he pushed slightly against me. I tried to relax, but it was
difficult since I was still nervous. He pushed harder against my hole, and
slipped the tip of his finger inside me. It felt so good and so wrong at the
same time.
He slid his finger farther up inside me. “Good, Clark?”
“Good.” I replied. But that was all, it was just good. Not great, not mind
blowing or anything like in the stories I’d read. I knew they were just fiction,
but some of them were based off real life, right? Maybe it would feel better
when Lex’s hardness was inside me.
He started thrusting his finger quickly in and out. I felt myself opening more
and his finger began to slide easier. Suddenly, there were two fingers inside
me, stretching me further.
“You’re doing great, just keep relaxed for me.” His voice was so smooth and sexy
that I couldn’t help but do what he said. I was rewarded with a third finger
stretching my walls. And I was definitely starting to enjoy it more as he drove
his fingers hard into me.
He pressed the tips of his fingers up against my prostate and my cock jerked up
off my stomach. He massaged the area harder, and with more vigor than before.
Precum began leaking out of my head and Lex leaned forward, expertly licking me
clean. Soon, he had nearly my entire length in his mouth. Between the sucking,
tonguing and massaging, I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Lex, gonna… soon.”
I expected him to take his mouth off of me, but instead, he sucked harder, and
started humming. Not really wanting to have my release in his mouth, I tried to
hold off. He pushed his fingers deeper into me, and began fondling my balls.
That was all it took before I came, thrusting up into his mouth, spilling hot
liquid down his throat. He continued sucking and massaging me until I came down
from my high.
Wiping his hands on the nearby towel, he crawled above me, licking along my
stomach, nibbling my nipples, then nipping the base of my neck. He leaned up to
kiss me, but I turned my head. I wasn’t quite ready to taste myself in that way
yet. He got the hint, and kissed my forehead instead.
“One more to go.” Lex looked down at me. “You still up for the challenge?”
“Duh.” I said, causing him to laugh.
“Just making sure.” He said. “Do you have any preferences of what to do next?”
“I kinda want to learn how to… do like what you just did. Maybe explore you?
Feel what it’s like, I guess.”
“That can be arranged, but let’s rest a minute.” He flattened himself on top of
me, gently tonguing my neck.
I brought my hands up, and lightly rubbed them along his back. Eventually, he
slowed his tongue and rested his head on my shoulder. I kissed his scalp, then
laid my cheek against it. The skin was so smooth and soft, and I wondered if Lex
had some kind of routine to keep it that way. I really wanted to lick him there,
but wasn’t sure if he would appreciate it. He seemed like he was slightly more
sensitive about the situation than he let on. Plus, it would seem kind of
freakish to just randomly start licking Lex.
After pondering the pros and cons of the situation for a few minutes, I decided
to go for it. Tilting my head slightly to the side, I licked a small spot. It
was salty and smooth and tasted just like the rest of Lex’s skin. I got no
reaction from Lex, so I licked a longer path along the side of his head. Again
nothing. I did it once more, and this time, he moaned into my neck. I licked him
a few more times and he gently rocked on top of me, his growing hardness rubbing
against my stomach.
“This doesn’t qualify as resting,” He pulled his head up, and looked at me.
I grinned. “I couldn’t help myself.”
“I see that. New rule. No giving me hickeys anywhere above the neck.”
“Got it. No sucking head.”
“I don’t believe that’s what I said.” He said with a smirk.
I shrugged and placed a quick kiss on his nose.
“Let’s relax just a few minutes more, Clark.” He laid his head back on my chest.
“I don’t want to wear you out too soon.”
“You won’t.” Resting my cheek against his scalp, I closed my eyes and tried to
think only about breathing. But all I could think about was the hot, naked,
semi-hard man lying on top of me. The man who would soon be my first. I shifted
slightly under him, my body tense with excitement.
“Calm yourself, Clark.” He whispered. “Relax with me. Just breathe deep and
relax.” Before I knew it, his sexily hypnotic voice had put me to sleep.
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TBC...
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