Page 46 of Full Service

Hywel wolf whistled as the aforementioned car came into view. “Well it looks pretty fucking good to me.”

Ah. Yes. I’d forgotten about that.

As soon as I’d stopped the car Hywel jumped out. “Wow, I’m impressed.”

His face betrayed him, though. There wasn’t so much a smile as a grimace on his face.

“Inside?” he asked, gesturing toward the door at the side of the garage.

“Are you inviting me into my own flat?” I asked him.

“Maybe.” Hywel walked toward the door and took a key from his pocket.

“I don’t remember giving you a key!” I shouted after him and then ran to catch up.

“I don’t remember you cleaning out the back of the kitchen drawers. If you had, you might know that you had a spare. That and I’ve been letting myself in for weeks without you complaining.” said Hywel with a smile. I felt myself blush.Gotta lock this man down, for the cleanliness if nothing else.

As soon as I met him at the top of the stairs he clasped my face between two hands and drew me in for a long, slow kiss. His hands were cold against my cheeks but I didn’t care, kissing him back. I could feel my cock tenting at the front of my jeans but even that was secondary to the pure rush offeelingI was having.Hywel belonged here with me. I wanted him to agree. I wanted to ask him. But I was still scared.

So when his hands wandered down past my neck, stroking down my body before unbuckling my belt and undoing my fly, I let him. Because God I wanted that too. Cold hands on my cock made me hiss and Hywel smiled into the kiss, nipping against my bottom lip.

“Bedroom,” I said as I pulled back. So far we’d had sexual experiences on the sofa, in my car and in the shower. Just once I wanted to do thingsproperly.I pushed him backwards towards the bedroom, expertly avoiding the kitchen counter and sofa as his lips didn’t leave mine. As we got to the bedroom door Hywel pushed my trousers further down my thighs and I managed to shuck them off onto the floor.

I pushed him back onto the bed and made quick work of his trousers too, pulling them and his boxer-briefs out from under his arse and releasing his cock. I fell to my knees and licked a long stripe up from his balls to the head of his cock. I heard him moan as I licked and nipped at the head.

“Fuck, that’s good. More.” Hywel bucked up into my mouth but I kept a hand on his stomach to keep him from taking control. I was taking my time with this. I carried on licking and kissing at the very top of his cock head, my spare hand trailing between his balls and his hole. I moved back a second to wet my finger with my mouth, then used the slicked up finger to play with his hole a little as I continued to lick at his cock.

As I started to play with taking the thick shaft deeper and deeper I pushed more insistently with my finger at his entrance.

“Need more,” Hywel whimpered.

I moved my mouth off of him to reply. “Behind you, under the pillow.”

Hywel reached backward to grab the little bottle of lube from under the pillow.

“Condoms?” Hywel asked.

I groaned. “Used my last one when we fucked after the club.”

My cock was throbbing, and I was being denied a fuck because of my lack of preparedness.

“I’m safe,” said Hywel. “Got tested after the whole Brian scenario via mail order kits.”

“Me too…you sure?” My cock had perked back up, ready to fuck Hywel raw. But only if that was what he really wanted.

“It’s what I want.”

At his consent, I carried on sucking at his cock as I slicked up my cock, then my fingers and started to press at his hole. He was whimpering and whispering unintelligibly at me but when I crooked my fingers upward to find his prostate those whispers turned to louder moans. Out here, in the middle of nowhere, I was determined to make him scream.

Finally when I felt he was prepared enough, I stood up to position myself better, notching my cock at his hole.

I leaned down to kiss him again. Blonde hair fanned out from his face, flushed with pleasure and pupils dilated. “I want this…to be only me. Only me and you, I mean,” I said. Fucking trust me to finally figure out how to talk when I was about to be balls deep in him.

“I want that too.” Hywel’s hands came up to clasp behind my head as I slowly, oh so slowly, pushed myself in to the warmth and tightness. I’d had complaints from bottoms about my length hurting them and much as I had a macho sense of pride about that, I always aimed to please. And I felt that with Hywel more than anyone I’d ever met.

Hywel groaned into the kiss as I bottomed out.

“OK?” I asked.