You didn't expect your first date to go in this direction, but you can't complain. Making out with a cute boy is never a downside.
He was so sweet in the date too. Opening doors, offering to pay, listening to you talk. Then he addimited, all shy and flustered, that he didn't want it to end yet. He wanted to stay with you just a little longer. Would you walk in the park with him, instead of going home just now?
It was easy to say yes. It was even easier to offer him a kiss where the trail was empty. When his lips git a little too hungry, too wishful for a single little kiss, how could you step away? You matched his hunger and let his hands hold you waist so he could pull you closer. You pulled him closer too, hand tangled in his hair and tongue gently investigating his mouth.
So, yeah, not your expectation for a first date, but he for sure knows how to kiss, so does that really matter?
You put your hand in the back of his neck and he makes a little noise against your lips in response. He is so cute. You slip a little closer and feel something poke you hip.
"Sorry" he mumbles, stepping away from you, face visibly red even in the bad illumination of a public park. Take you a second to realize that his hands are covering his crotch, trying and falling in hide a tent. He squirms when you look at the clear contor of his cock in the dress pants.
"It's ok" you say, smiling. It is cute that he doesn't want you to feel uncomfortable, that he didn't intend to be more than a gentleman, but you are more pleased with the fact that he just couldn't resist the urge to make out with you until he was hard "I know you can't exactly control this type of thing"
"I still sorry" he says, crossing his legs a bit in another fail attempt to hide. His face gets redder the more you stare at him. "I really didn't intend..."
"I know" you say, and steps closer, hand reaching to hold the back of his neck once again "it's ok, it happens"
He flinchs when you try to kiss him again. You sign.
"I am not offended or anything. It is kind of cute that you are liking this so much, actually" He allows you to kiss him this time around "You are so worked up from just kissing me... it's a compliment, actually"
"Really?" he says, almost against your lips, sounding out of breath. "You are just so..."
He signs, and you smile. Careful not to go too strong in a man that is already shaking from a simple makeout section in a park, you take his hands from were they are firmly covering his crotch without actually toching it (a nice little gesture, not actually grabbing his crotch when he was afraid you might run away because of some hardness) and pulls them to your waist. He barely holds you, hands floating almost off you.
"You cannot even think straight anymore" you laugh, and his fluster skyrockets "Look, I am not about to have sex in the dirt of a public park..."
"Of course. I didn't mean-" he starts saying, but you cut him:
"But the fact I turn you on is not going to make me run away. We can kiss some more, this is not a problem."
"Ok..." he mumbles, and the next thing you know is that he is holding your face and kissing you silly. So much for a shy guy, you think, while he devours your mouth with renovated hunger. So eager to have you, anyway he can, it is adorable.
You bring him closer until you can feel his cock against your hip. He makes a little noise when you press yourself against him, biting his lip every do slightly.
He shakes under your touch. You smile and starts to distribute kisses in the rest of his face, slowly making your way to his neck. He straight up moans when you suck a little hickey just under his ear.
"God-" he says, hips grinding against you.
"No" you say, voice firm, holding his hips in place "I am ok with the making out, but you are not about to dryhump on me in public"
"Sorry" he half says and half whines, hips still in his hands, cock twitching so much you can feel it over the pants.
"It's ok" you say "you clearly just wants this too badly"
'Wants me too much' you think, but leave unsaid. Instead, you go back to bitting his neck, this time holding his hips into place. He is bigger than you, so if he wanted to move, he probably would be able to, but just the pressure of your hands holding him is enough to keep him in place. He moans and whines everytime you so much as kiss his neck, so sensible, but there is no more grinding.
You don't have a man let you give him hickeys in ages, so you make the opportunity worth it. He seemly don't mind if you are leaving him black and blue, every touch you give him is well received.
His knees buckle a little when you press your chest against his. His nipples are so hard you can see them marking his dress shirt.
"You legs are shaking so much" you comment, you breath warm against his ear "Do you want to sit down?"
"Hm?" he says at first. It takes you stepping back away from him for his mind to process what you are saying. "Yeah, yeah, sounds good"
You take him by the hand and brings him to a bench on the side of the trail. Every step he takes get a little repressed moan out of him, his pants rubbing against his hard cock. You wonder if there is a wet stop in his pants, but it is hard to distinguish anything in the dark and you know he will misunderstand you if you reach your hand to touch it to check.
You get in his lap when he sits down and he whines softly. His wide eyes looking at you, so serene sitting in his lap, and you can see that his pupils are so big the rest of his eyes look darker.
"Oh God" he humbles when your weight presses his cock somewhat, throwing his head back, eyes close "This is a dream"
"I glad you like it" you mock him a bit "If you are despair and needy enough that somone kissing you gets you such a boner, I guess any realeve feels like a dream"
"Not anyone" he says, opening his eyes to look at you "You... you have no idea for how long I wanted this"
"Having a boner in public? Naughty boy, you are" You mock, moving your weight around just enough that he moans again. He looks pretty when he moans.
"Having you" he answers, so honest "Anything you want to give me"
You kisses him again, and he keeps making sounds against your mouth the whole time. You can feel his cock throbbing under you everytime your teeth scratch his lips or you pulls his hair a bit to move his head to where you want it, and if that isn't a power trip, you don't know what is.
When he comes in his pants under you, you kind of regret not being the type of person that would have public sex. He looks amazing when he shakes and pants his orgasm out, his eyes rolling back and his hands contracting.
"God" he manage to say a few seconds afterwards, when you dismont from him
"You call me that a lot" you not, a mocking in your voice. He doesn't answer, frezzed looking to the stars above and panting. Tou can know for a fact that there is a wet spot in his pants now, but he doesn't move to cover it either, letting his legs fall spread in the bench. "Everything ok over there?"
"Please tell me I didn't just ruined my chances of a second date" He says, almost begin.
"Oh no" you smile to him "We can meet next Friday if you are free. I like when my man need me so much they develop a premature ejaculation problem"
It is, mostly, a joke. He gets so red that you think you might tease him about coming so soon even if he lasts 2 hours, just to see how he gets flustered.
You two walk back to your cars holding hands. His pacing is a bit weird, and everytime anyone cross paths with you he get shy, and you kind of finds it hot that he is embarrassed over the fact his underwear is full of cum, that the feeling of it drying against his skin is affecting him so much. You invite him to have ice-cream, and he agrees.
