Date: Mon, 12 Sep 2016 19:10:57 +0000
From: dexter 67 <dex67@hotmail.com>
Subject: One temptation too much part 2

(High School, Mm, 1st, vanilla, slow) [2!4]


One temptation too much
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Part two - sucked

When they closed the door to the room at the motel, the teacher once again
put a hand on Anton's neck and pulled him close. They continued to
kiss. Their lips met, first softly, then more and more passionately. Daniel
pressed his tongue into the twink's mouth as his hands travelled down from
the shoulders to the narrow waist.

When Daniel broke the kiss for a moment to look at the twink, he
smiled. "You want this, don't you?"

Thoughts about being in this situation had occupied Anton's head for
years. He had tried to realize the dream a couple of times with men he
admired. But no one had shown any interest, perhaps because they weren't
gay. And he wasn't ready to go to gay clubs and expose himself.

Behind his easygoing smile a dark secret was hiding. His father was violent
against his mother and siblings. Anton got beaten for nothing more than his
father's bad temper. It made him insecure and he had difficulty trusting
others. Girls were constantly trying to get his attention, and initially he
would speak and flirt but it never went further. It made them feel
disappointed and rejected.

He was popular among the boys. They played sports and he hung out with the
gang on weekends. It was uncomplicated because he wasn't sexually
interested in guys the same age as himself.

Everything was fine on the surface. He was hiding his challenges at home
and burying his deepest desires. He smiled and was stoic about what life
had to offer.

But here he was, in a cheap motel room with his teacher. Anton was so
excited he only managed to nod affirmatively. He wanted to give himself to
this mature man. Without thinking he began to unbutton his shirt, but
Daniel calmly put a hand on the twink's fingers to stop him.

"No, I want to undress you. Let's move over to the bed." They did.

"Lie down on your back," Daniel said, and Anton did.

Daniel sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at the twink. It was an
impressive scene. Anton was well built for a seventeen-year-old boy. He
could easily be taken for being some years older. Perhaps not his face,
though -- he had never needed a razor.

Anton got jumpy about the inaction and started to sit up.

"No, lie down. Everything is okay. I just want to look at you. You're pure
eye candy, you know?"

Anton smiled nervously and started to blush. His hand was crossing his
chest. Daniel took one arm and moved it to the side of the boy's
torso. Anton moved the other one to the same position.

"Good. I want to look at you before we move on. It has been a long time
since I was intimate with a young man like you. I want to have a good look
at this gorgeous body of yours." Daniel smiled, wanting the kid to
relax. He put a hand on the twink's shirt above his stomach to feel his
breathing. It was too fast and hard because of his anxiety. Daniel knew he
had to calm him down.

"Relax, man! You shouldn't be tense. It will be much better if you could
relax. Take a deep breath, let your muscles loosen up and lie still on the
bed. Trust me. Everything will be okay."

Daniel put his hand to Anton's. They held hands. So simple, but it sent a
clear message of intimacy.

Anton laughed. It was silly, but it was also disarming. Daniel could sense
the twink relaxing. He put Anton's arm back down on the bed, then passed
his hand up over the shirt from the chest to the neck. He lifted the boy's
head and bent down to kiss him again.

It was so damn hot to get to know those boy lips, so different than a
mature woman's lips. There was something more powerful, a more eager energy
in them. Or perhaps it reflected his deep desire.

When he broke away from the kiss he let the twink lower his head back on
the pillow. He moved his hand over the boy's cheek and down his neck, and
ran his thumb over the prominent Adam's apple. Anton swallowed.

The man scrutinized the twink and the twink let him do it. He wanted to be
looked at and admired. He offered his body to the man he had a serious
crush on.

Daniel started to unbutton Anton's shirt. When he had it open down to his
belly button, he moved a palm down under it. Anton moaned softly when he
felt the hand on his body.

The palm moved up and tried to grab a pec but it was too flat and the
muscles were too taut. Fingers gripped the small nipple and softly pinched
it. Then Daniel unbuttoned the shirt and pushed each side away from the
twink's torso. For the first time Daniel saw the beautiful chest.

It was perfect. The skin was hairless and as soft as a baby's, but taut and
stretched over exactly the right amount of muscle. Daniel ran his palm over
the stomach. Anton had a six-pack, but it was just only visible, as on a
young man who didn't work out a lot but because of his age kept in good
shape.

Daniel especially loved the small, almost invisible valleys at each side of
his six-pack. Not many guys had those. The palm traveled alongside them,
and across the stomach.

"You are so fucking beautiful, like a Michelangelo sculpture." Daniel
looked Anton in his eyes. The twink smiled proudly.

Daniel moved both of his hands up under the shirt and pulled it up to the
shoulders and out along the twink's arms. Anton sat up for a second so
Daniel could pull it off him and throw it to the floor. The man ran his
palms over the broad and muscular shoulders.

Then he swept his finger over the clearly visible collarbones. Daniel loved
them. And between them the superficial layers of muscles from the side of
the neck down between the collarbones created a small pit between
them. Together the collarbones and muscles running down from his neck
created an attractive, masculine appearance.

Daniel wanted to pour champagne on the boy in this area and then slurp it
up from the skin with his mouth. For now, he had to settle for touching the
body with his fingertips.

It was time to move on. Daniel let his palms travel down over the pecs and
six-pack to the pants. Anton wanted to help and moved his hands up to the
belt buckle. He was excited and wanted more, but Daniel playfully slapped
the eager hands away.

"This first time I want to unwrap the package," Daniel explained as he
unfastened the belt and then unbuttoned the pants. He pushed a flat palm
down under the pants, and when he felt the underpants he pushed his hand
down under them too.

Now he was close to the target. He turned his head to look at Anton's face
as he pushed the last distance before he could touch the rock hard
cock. The twink was tense and anticipative at the same time. Daniel grabbed
the dick and could feel Anton's heartbeat through it. The pulse was rapid
and firm.

He had to let go of the meat if he wanted to pull the pants off the
twink. Anton helped by lifting his hips. After throwing them down to the
floor, Daniel quickly pulled the underpants off.

Now Anton was lying completely naked on the bed in full view of his
teacher. The cock was hard but not that big. It didn't bother Daniel, but
Anton was obviously scared of not being approved by the man he had wanted
to please.

The teacher sat down on the edge of the bed and wanted so badly to exploit
this innocent body. But he knew he had to go slowly. He placed his palm on
the nearest thigh. It was completely hairless. He stroked the taut skin
back and forth a couple of times, then moved his palm down to the inside of
the thigh, a sensitive erogenous zone.

As a reflex, Anton spread his legs, inviting the man to take him. The man's
fingers touched the inner thigh for a moment before they ever so lightly
moved up to the ball sack. Gently he put his fingers around the sack and
closed his grip. The twink moaned lightly.

Daniel was fascinated by the fact that he hadn't come in contact with a
single hair. Not on the thighs, not even on the scrotum.

Only when he let the ball sack free and his palm reached above the twink's
dick did he find a small bush of blond pubic hair. But the skin was once
again hairless when he moved his palm out from the crotch to the groin. The
sensitive area where the pelvis meets the thigh was a favorite for Daniel
to caress. Anton by reflex moved his leg slightly up when he stroked this
area of the body.

After this exploration trip, Daniel's hand once again grabbed the cock. He
started to jerk it slowly. The twink groaned out loud. "Oooh! Mmmh."

"Does it feel good?" Daniel wanted to hear him talk.

"Yeah, it's great." Anton was so filled with emotion he almost couldn't
speak. It was the first time he had ever been with another man in a sexual
setting. He was having his cock taken care of by the man he wanted to be
with most of all.

Daniel didn't want the twink to come too early and let loose of the
cock. It was drooling pre-cum, running from the tip down to his
pelvis. Daniel caught some of it on two of his fingers and then put them to
Anton's mouth. Without thinking the boy opened his lips and Daniel could
move his fingers into the mouth.

"Lick them," he said and Anton did.

"Suck them," he was told and he did.

Daniel put his thumb under the chin and pressed it up while the twink was
sucking two of his fingers. He grabbed the jaw from within and beneath the
mouth and then pulled the head slowly forward, only for a short moment, to
see whether the twink would let him. He did.

Anton was completely in Daniel's hands, literally and figuratively. As a
teacher he shouldn't be doing this. He knew he could still pull
out. Nothing had happened. But the vulnerability and lust this otherwise
cocky twink showed were irresistible.

This was one temptation too much to handle for Daniel, who was starved for
man-to-man sex. He knew he wouldn't be able to resist it. He pulled his
fingers out of the twink's mouth and began to unbutton his shirt. Anton
looked on with eyes as big as saucers.

The teacher pulled off his shirt and then stepped out of his pants. He
removed his socks, but not his briefs. He pointed to his crotch with his
finger.

"I want you to remove the last thing with your mouth. Do you want to try?"

Anton almost did not hear. He was taking in the chest of the man. It was
hairy, and he was beefy but not fat. His naked arms and legs looked
massive. He was, in other words, a real man -- exactly what Anton wanted.

Slowly Anton sat up and bent forward. He put his hands at the waistband.

"Ah, ah! With your mouth."

Anton looked up to Daniel to get confirmation that he meant it. Then he
bent forward over the edge of the bed and put his nose to the man's
pelvis. It wasn't easy to get a grip with his teeth. When he eventually got
it, he lowered his head down to drag the briefs with him.

Daniel smiled at the willing teenager as he moved his body to accomplish
his task. With great delight Daniel saw Anton's torso twist, causing
several skin creases to form. The creases were thin due to the smooth skin,
and they were beautiful to see on this young and healthy body.

The man's cock was almost hard and kept the cloth from following when the
twink tried to pull the briefs down with his teeth. But at last Anton
managed to release the dick. He was excited when he opened his mouth and
sat back to take a good look at the teacher's crotch.

Even more hair had been revealed, on the man's ball sack and legs. As Anton
watched the meat it grew harder and pointed directly at the twink in a
horizontal position. It was big, and it was as if it couldn't stand up and
point to the ceiling because it was so heavy.

"Do you want to touch it?" Daniel asked.

Anton nodded "yes" with a combination of uncertainty and eagerness. This
was something completely new to him. He had never been so intimate with
anybody, neither woman nor man.

Daniel saw the complex feelings in the twink and changed his first thought
of asking him to put his lips around it.

"Let me take your hand," he said. When the twink raised his hand, Daniel
took it and guided it to his cock. He rubbed the twink's finger over his
dick. It was so damn hot to take control of a cute, virgin teenager and
show him the secrets of real sex.

"Now, take hold of it. Feel it." Daniel released his grip around Anton's
wrist. The twink didn't hesitate to grab the cock. He was absorbed by the
closeness to a real man's cock. He tightened his grip. Daniel waited to see
if he would start to masturbate it on his own. He did. Slowly he moved his
hand up and down.

Anton was perplexed over how big this dick was. He had never seen someone
else's cock hard. Its thickness was impressive, as if it was a small tree
trunk. But it was warm, pulsing and gorgeous.

"Good. But hold it with a softer grip," Daniel instructed. In his eagerness
Anton moved not only his hand but also the skin of the dick up and down. He
obviously knew it felt better when the hand moved alone up and down the
shaft. He also remembered what else created great pleasure, and released
the cock to spit saliva in his hand before he quickly went back to jerk the
man's big cock.

"That's right! Give your man what he needs," Daniel encouraged the twink.

Anton's heart jumped a beat when he heard the words "your man". Was it so?
Had they started a relationship?

Daniel broke these thoughts by taking a step back and away from the twink's
caring hand. The man had his briefs at the knee level and wanted to step
out of them. He also felt an acute urge to have a smoke. He had stopped his
daily smoking, but at some moments it felt so damn delightful to have a
smoke. He carried a small case holding some short cigars. Now was the right
time for one of them.

Anton gazed with big eyes at the man moving around naked, with a hard-on
swaying slowly back and forth. When the man calmly and without any hurry
lit a cigar, and smoke started to fill the air around him, Anton wondered
if he wasn't some kind of god.

When he stepped close to Anton on the bed again, he said, "Now I want you
to put out your tongue and start licking me as if this was an ice cream
stick, okay?"

As he stopped at the edge of the bed, the twink's tongue was already out,
and when it touched the dick head Anton's heart almost stopped. This was
what he had always wanted -- to taste a real man's cock. He licked it
eagerly, and without being told he moved his lips over the cock head. He
was rewarded by a soft moan from the man.

"Yeah. Now you've got it. Move your mouth over it." Anton did his best.

He moved his body closer to the edge of the bed to be able to take more of
the cock in his mouth. He moved his head up and down. Soon he tasted
something other than his saliva. The cock started to ooze precum. Anton
recognized it from his own jerking sessions. It was a good thing. The man
liked his work.

And he did. To have the virgin mouth of a cute and willing twink around his
dick was the best moment he had experienced for a long time. He couldn't
deny that the strong interest this boy showed him enforced his
self-confidence. He needed some appreciation as a contrast to his uncertain
relationship with his wife.

Daniel looked down at the hard-working twink and smiled. "Look up at me."
Anton stopped and moved his mouth off the cock.

"Oh, no, I didn't mean you should stop," Daniel said with a laugh as he put
a hand on the head of the twink.

"I want you to continue the blow job, but I want you to look up at my face
so I can watch your eyes while you do it."

Without hesitation, Anton went to work again. He loved taking the big, hard
cock in his mouth. And then he looked up at the teacher's face.

"Yeah, that's right! It's so hot to see your excitement." Daniel couldn't
believe his luck. He was puffing a cigar with one hand and the other one
was on a nice twink's head while it pumped up and down on his cock.

Daniel moved his hand from the top of his student's head to his neck and
forward to his cheek, while Anton continued to move his mouth up and down
the pole.

"Oooh, yeah, I'm getting close." Daniel said, and put his hand under the
boy's chin and lifted his mouth up and off his cock. Anton was
disappointed. He wanted to finish his work and show how good he was.

Daniel felt his reaction and said, "I want to spray my spunk all over your
face. That will be so damn hot." Anton was pleased with the explanation,
and smiled.

"Yes, keep looking up and hold your mouth open," Daniel commanded as he
took hold of his cock and started to wank it. Within seconds he groaned and
pointed his dick head toward the twink's face.

The hot, white liquid shot out in several strong bursts. The first splashed
against Anton's forehead. The second hit his nose, and the third landed on
his cheek under his eye. Daniel then pointed his dick to the open mouth and
let the rest of his load stream straight into it.

It was the strongest climax Daniel had experienced in many years. He
couldn't remember when it had been better. His legs almost gave in under
him. He had to sit down beside the twink.

Anton tasted the cum he got in his mouth, rolling it around with his tongue
and mixing it with his saliva. He didn't like the taste of his own
spunk. He wanted to like this man's juice, but he didn't. He swallowed it,
and then wondered what he should do with the spunk running down on his
face. He looked at Daniel, but the man was still lost in his orgasm.

Then it hit Anton, what he had done. He had pleased a real man and gotten
him to climax. It was big, but in some way he couldn't take it in. Was this
for real? He was feeling calm and satisfied rather than exultant or
giddy. Had he found his role in life, to please real men? Was he "home"
regarding his deepest needs? He only knew for sure that this was the best
moment in his life. And he hadn't even reached his own orgasm yet.

***

Next: part three - fucked

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