The 25 Year Old Virgin | Full Pilot Trilogy

Everyone is over the age of 18

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Part 1: First Encounter

Being gay in a small town sucks. I’m talking about really small less-than-5000-people-in-the-area-kind-of-small. Which means exactly what you think: the Grindr grid is abysmal. The same 20 guys appear on all the apps; half of them are “straight” and married, and the other half have no interest in me. Everyone else is simply too far away to consider. I mean….I’m not going to drive 50 miles for a hookup, am I?

So I’m a 25 year old virgin. Yeah, fuck off. I can already hear all of you saying “just move to a bigger city!” like I haven’t already thought of that. The main issue is that I’ve landed a decent job, and I don’t know if I’d be able to secure another one in a bigger city easily. Anyways, that’s another subject. Welcome to the story of how I lost my virginity.

I repair computers in a college, so I’m used to seeing all the hot young guys that fuck their computers up because they’ve spilled a beer on it, or the older professor that can’t figure out how to update their computer properly. I’ve had many a crush on some of the younger guys, but of course, they are all straight. If you think this is one of those “I turned them gay” fantasies, you are mistaken and should leave now. I don’t have that kind of “bottom” allure.

On the most mundane day (and I mean mundane), he walks in the store with a gust of wind and sunglasses on. As soon as he takes his shades off, my gaydar starts going off. It’s snowing out, and everyone else is in thick jackets and hats.

Not him. His brown hair looks perfectly blown back, and his red scarf with his black trench coat makes me wonder if I can pull the same outfit off. He looks like he’s about my age too.

He’s definitely gay. I straighten up my posture in my chair as he approaches my desk. Why have I never seen him on the grid before?

“Hi” he smiles at me

“Hi” I say casually, wondering if my hair looks okay. The one fucking day I didn’t do my hair because I thought no one would care “How can I help you?”

“My computer is overheating and making a lot of noise. It still works but I don’t know….just seems like it’s choking on something” He holds up his grey computer bag and taps it

“Well, that’s no good. Take a seat”. When he sits down, the breeze of his cologne adds to my confirmation that my gaydar was accurate. I take his computer out of the bag, and turn it on. Indeed, it’s making a lot of sound. I turn it off, flip it around, and start to take it apart.

“You clean it out sometimes?” I say while looking down at the dusty insides.

“No” he admits with a chuckle “Am I supposed to?”

“I mean, if you want it to run properly” I shrug while pulling out my air compressor. As I work on his computer, his gaze on me is incredibly obvious, but I can’t look up too often or it would seem suspicious.

“You new here?” I try to make some conversation

“Yeah, I just got here a couple months ago for school. Still getting used to all the snow”

“You never get used to it. I’ve been here 25 years” I look up at him and smile. Our eyes lock for a second before I get embarrassed and start looking down at the computer again. His eyes dig into me like they’re looking for an answer that I don’t know how to give.

“Hey… question for you…uh…is there like a bar around here?”

“There are a lot of bars.” I answer while working “You’ve been to the campus one?”

“Yeah I have. I mean a bar for uh…” He doesn’t finish his sentence

I look up at him, and he smiles shyly. He pulls out his keychain from his coat pocket, and a rainbow tag sparkles from my desk light.

“A bar for us, you know?”

No way. No one ever clocks me. I have to explicitly tell them I’m gay most of the time.

“Um.. sorry.. I thought…” he shakes his head and shoves his keys back into his pocket with a jingling sound. “My bad”

“No no no…” I reassure him. “Paul’s, downtown. I mean it’s dead as fuck but you could try”. I close his computer up. “I’m going to take a day to work on this, so you can come back tomorrow to get it.”

“Thanks” he grins at me “I’m Cody, by the way”

“Taylor. Do you need another in this bag?” I pat the front of the computer, feeling some odd lumps along the way. Cody grabs it, touching my fingers slightly as he takes over the handle.

Wow. The sensation travels up my arm.

He’s not really my usual type though. I like the men who are a bit taller…more muscular…more masculine. I’m sure I’m not his type either.

But maybe?

After he leaves, I am feeling horny enough from the interaction to redownload Grindr. I am hoping that I will see …

There he is. A selfie of him with some textbooks. Do I send the first message? Or is it awkward? Why didn’t I just ask him out when he was here?

“🤣. Well hello again” My heart jumps in disbelief at his first message.

“Hi lol” I text back. Ah fuck that’s way too dry.

“Funny that I didn’t see you before amongst the 5 gay guys that are in this town”

“I deleted the app. It’s abysmal” I type back quickly.

I check his profile real quick, seeing that he is a bottom. I groan in my head. Of course the new cute guy has to be a bottom. I’m fairly sure I’m a vers bottom… as sure as one can be without having ever actually done it.

“You still at work?”

“Yeah till 5”

“What are you looking for?”

“What everyone else is here I guess”

“Should I come back?”

For what? My boner is tight against my jeans at what he’s hinting at. But…I’m at work

“I’m at work”

“I know 😉”

I look around my coworkers who are busy working on their machines. I should say no …. I should say no…..

“Ok. If you want” I type back. FUCK! If you want? I rub my temples at how bad I am at this.

I pretend to be busy with some products at the front of the store when he comes back in through the door.

“Hi” he smiles at me

“Hi” I smile back

“Is there somewhere more private here?”

“Not really” I admit. I don’t know why I had him come back here since there is really nowhere to go. I just wanted to see him again.

“There a bathroom?”

He can’t be serious. I stare into his brown eyes and he stares back.

I think he’s serious…

“I mean, there is…”

He smirks at my words and I walk past my coworkers with him to the back. Looking around to see no one is looking, I open the door to the washroom. It’s a private bathroom, but not particularly big. Cody goes in first, and I take one more look around before I go in with him.

My heart races as I take in what’s about to happen. He takes off his trench coat and hangs it on the door hook behind me. I feel paralyzed, and am unsure of what to do with my hands. I stick them in my jeans’ pocket while looking at him.

“You're cute.” He says as he gets a little closer. Not that he wasn't already very close in this small space. “I haven't gotten laid since I moved here”

“Oh yeah?” My throat is dry as fuck.

He unbuttons my pants and pulls down my fly. Oh god he’s going to see my old underwear. I gulp as I take my shaky hands out of my pocket and he pulls down my pants.

I clench my jaw when he gropes my package from my tattered boxers. I'm fully hard, and I have been since the moment he walked back into the store.

With a little smile, he squats down to the washroom floor and pulls my boxers down to my shoes. My legs feel cold, and his warm hands on my smooth thighs feel burning hot in contrast.

I take a deep breath to try to calm my beating heart. It's happening. It's really happening.

I let out a sharp intake of air when my hard cock gets surrounded by a warm and wet feeling. It feels …

so

good

“Mmmm” Cody moans while he sucks at the base. Popping it out of his mouth, he looks up at me and it makes me gulp again “You've got a nice cock”

It's a decent cock. Nothing special. About 5.5 inches cut. I take in another sharp breath as he swallows me down again. He goes all the way all the way to the bottom and nuzzles his nose into my shaved pubic area, making me look up into the fluorescent lighting.

“MMmmMmM” Cody grumbles as he deep throats me. His noise makes me focus on the background noise from outside the bathroom. If I can hear my coworkers laugh …

…That means they can hear us.

“Shhh” I shush him from above. He comes off and takes my balls into my mouth, pushing my cock into my shirt with his face. That makes me take another tense breath. I never play with my balls like this but … oh god…. He swishes his tongue on the sack, making another loud groan. Without my dick in my mouth, he's a lot louder.

“Hey shhhh” I warn him again.

“Sorry, I haven't sucked cock in so long and it's just…” He takes me in again and shoves his head into my crotch a couple of times. I can feel the desperation in his movements when he pulls on my shaft with his lips. He lets out another primal moan when my dick flexes in him.

The sound of him moaning with tongue held down by dick.

Wow.

“Shhh!!!” I say louder. He's going to attract too much attention. “You're going to get me in trouble” I whisper urgently to him and I hold his head for the first time to pull him off.

“Then cum” Cody says with his head between my hands. His lips were shiny from saliva, with my cock head almost touching the bottom one.

If only we were somewhere I could shove my cock right inside his mouth and make him gag.

He wiggles out of my weak grip on his head and starts deep throating me loudly again, groaning each time my cock head hits his throat.

My heart pounds quickly at the layers of sensations he’s giving me. He's being so loud and he seems to be getting louder as he sucks me frantically. I have to stop him soon or else someone's really going to hear him. I grab his head again and start thrusting my hips.

“MmMmm” He groans in satisfaction at my movements. “MMMMMM”

This god damn man just won't shut up!

I thrust myself hard and fast into his mouth, trying to muffle him by keeping him close to the base of my cock.

Actually that feels pretty good.

really good

“I'm going to cum” I whisper down at him

“mmmM” he moans muffled with his forehead in my shirt.

I grip onto his brown hair and close my eyes. A couple more thrusts…

…and

…here we….

…go!

“Ah!” I let out a moan but I closed my jaw tightly again and shove myself all the way when the pulsing in my cock takes off.

OH MY GOD. OH MY FUCKING GOD. OH FUCK OH FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!

I shout in my head at the sensations of finally blowing in someone else and not my hand. His tongue is moving on the underside of my shaft and it just makes my orgasm feel never ending. My cock pulses

Again

And

Again

I bite my lip to not make any more noises and my whole body contracts and relaxes repeatedly until it's finally over. I loosen my grip on my head, realizing I've been pushing myself fully into him this whole time.

He gets up and I quickly kneel down to pull up my pants and buckle them.

“That was hot” He grabs a paper towel from the dispenser to wipe his shiny lips “I needed that”

I fucked up his hair from gripping it too hard.

“We have to go” I gulp again. We must have been here for at least 15 minutes now. I unlock the door and get out first. Looking around the workspace, it looks like nobody has heard anything. Mundane as per usual.

The door hits me lightly on the back as Cody squeezes by me before walking off without saying bye.

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Part 2: An Office Fantasy

The day after...

I wipe down Cody’s computer screen as a finishing touch after I finish working on it. It looks pretty much new at this point. I’ve spent a lot of time making sure it was totally perfect.

I should’ve at least thanked him or something for my first blowjob before I ran out of the bathroom. I was just so worried that someone would hear and say something about it…but of course no one did. So I am just an asshole for no reason.

I thought about texting him on the app again to apologize, but that seemed a bit over the top, since he has to come back in today anyways to pick up his computer. I put his computer back into its bag and try to focus on something else.

Everytime the door at the front of the store opens, I stretch my head to see who it is. Everytime that happens, I run over the scenarios in my head of what I should say to him when he comes in.

Finally, after lunch, he comes in with a different colour trench coat. This time it’s beige, and he has on an old fashioned hat that you typically see older men wearing but he’s pulling it off. I swallow nervously as he makes his way to my desk. This time, I am prepared. I showered, I did my hair, I changed my shirt 3 times before leaving the house, I know exactly…

“Hi” he says to me and gives me a quick smile. Fake…maybe.

“Hi” I say back with my hands trembling a bit. I hide them under the table and on my lap. What was I going to say again?

“Is it done? I got an email”

“Oh yeah, it's all good now. Good as fresh… new” I stutter

“Thanks. Do I pay here?” He takes the bag from my hand

“No, you pay up front”

“Ok. Thanks again. Bye”

And that was it. I watch him make his way to the front counter.

That’s …. ok he’s mad…is he mad?… I…

This can’t be it

I quickly get up from my chair, knocking it backwards into the table behind me, and speed walk to the front counter where Cody is pulling out his wallet.

“Oh hi” I blurt out and interrupt his conversation with the cashier

“Hi?” He turns his head to look at me with his credit card in his hand

“I forgot to do something” I make up a lie “I just need your computer for a second.”

“What is it?” He inquires and both him and the cashier stare at me. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck

“I want to make sure all the screws are tightened properly” I lie through my teeth. I’ve double and triple checked it already of course.

Cody hands me his computer bag and I sigh mentally in relief. I take it and quickly go back to my desk. Okay now what? I watch him tap his card on the machine and turn his head to look at me at the back of the store. Okay Taylor quick. Use your fucking brain.

I take his charger out of the side pocket and shove it into one of my cabinets and close the door with a quick clack. I grab the bag and walk back to the counter.

“All done?” Cody asks me with a hint of suspicion in his voice.

“Mmmhmm” I say while avoiding his eyes. I hand him back his computer and he leaves without saying anything else.

The rest of the day, I twiddle my thumbs and refresh my Grindr app enough times to drain my batteries. Finally, just as the store is about to close, he texts me.

“Hey, was my charger in my bag when I dropped it off? I can’t find it”

“Let me look” I text back excitedly

“Thanks”

“Oh I found it” I text back after waiting a couple of agonizingly long minutes “It must have fallen out on your way out”

“Can I get it now?”

“Sure. The store side is closed so it’ll look dark but I’m here. Just text me when you get here”

About 10 minutes later he arrives, and I open up the door for him.

“Hey. Sorry to bother you again” He stomps the snow from his shoes. “Do you have it?”

“Yeah. Just in the back”

We start walking towards the back of the store tensely, or at least, I’m tense. And horny. Being so close to the guy who sucked my dick is really turning me on, even though he seems to be pretending nothing has happened between us.

I get to my desk and sit down, while he stays standing on the other side.

“Take a seat!” I offer

“I’m fine. I just need my charger” Cody says flatly. Ok, jig’s up.

“Look,” I start to say while my ears start to burn, “Why are you…ignoring me?”

“I’m not ignoring you?” he says with a tone of disbelief.

“I mean ignoring what happened yesterday!” I say loudly in the empty store before lowering my voice “In the bathroom”

“I thought that’s what you wanted? You bolted out of there”

“Because I’m at work!”

“We’re at your work now”

“Okay fair.” I put my hands in my face “I’m sorry about that. I freaked out.”

“That’s okay” he shrugs “I’m not new to this”

“Well, I am” I admit to him

“You are?”

I look up at him with my hands still covering most of my face and nod.

“Like….your….”

“Yes.”

“first…”

“YES” I say too loudly again.

“Oh wow” Cody looks a bit shocked, and he sits down on the chair. “Okay. Well that makes a little bit more sense now. I mean…. cool. I’m honoured to be your first I guess”

“Hopefully that was not the last time either?” The horniness hits me like a wall of bricks again. His tongue on my cock felt better than I even imagined from porn.

“I mean…. I don’t have a virgin fetish or anything like that…just seems like a lot of work”

“Work? I don’t understand.”

“Like to train a person to be good at sex”

“Okay fair. But I’ve seen a lot of “how to” tutorials online”

That one makes Cody laugh and I smile at how cute the sounds he’s making are. I sit up straight and lean back on my chair.

“Well I’m sorry about yesterday too. If I had known you were level 1, I wouldn’t have had you do a level 5 quest”

I snort a bit at his joke, and we smile at each other across the table as the tension between us melts.

“What level is office sex?” My boner pushes against my jeans. I’ve always wanted to ever since they started scheduling me to stay after closing to have a condensed work week.

“7 at least” he stares at me seriously.

“I'm ready for the challenge”

It's like there’s electricity in the air, and I sweat profusely under my shirt. My hard on throbs as I wait for his answer. Say yes. say yes

“I've always wanted to do it on one of those spinning chairs…”

He takes off his trench coat and lays it over the back of the chair. I stand up quickly and leave the seat open for him. He walks around the table and sits down, spinning slowly in the seat.

He smiles up at me and I picture myself just climbing over and straddling him. Too much, maybe.

“So what do you want to do?” He asks

“Return the favour”

“I'm not a big fan of getting blowjobs” He shrugs while spinning “More of a bottom-bottom”

Cody unbuttons his dark skinny jeans and pulls them down, revealing a beautiful cut cock that curves upwards. He gets up to take his pants off his ankles, and then gets back on the chair on his knees.

“This is what my fantasy is…getting railed in an office chair” He arches his back and pushes out his bubble butt.

Fuck yeah that is so hot. His bare ass touches my desk when he pushes backwards. But I don’t think I’m a top. In all my fantasies, I pictured myself being the one underneath…he does have a nice ass though.

My body takes over for me and I grab my first asscheeks. With my cock throbbing, I take a breath and put my fingers in his crack.

It's a lot smoother than I thought it would be.

“Mmm” his slight moan kicks my brain into overdrive. I feel his fleshy crack slowly, watching his back arch some more.

Oh fuck. There it is. Oh my god. The tiny ring of muscle moves slightly under my touch. Oh my god.

“Ohh..” The top of brown hair is pushed up against the back of my chair, and he's looking right at me. I look at his cock, which is shrouded by the shadow but still enough that I can see is leaking profusely. I remove my hand from his hole and collect his precum on my fingers. It's a lot more than what I make.

I've seen this in a porno. I take his precum and spread it on his hole. His mouth opens a bit and his hole relaxes.

“You like that?” I whisper hoarsely

“Mmhmm” He looks sideways to me and that gives me the horny courage that I need. I push and my middle finger goes in him. His eyes shut as I slide in.

His walls squeeze at my knuckles and I can't believe how anyone can fit a dick up here with how tight it is.

“You can go deeper” he nods at me and I push further against the tight hole, until my whole finger is in there.

“Oh fuck” he leans his forehead against the backrest. “I need another finger”

Another finger? This one barely fits

I take my finger out, feeling the colder air after being in a warm and moist place. I spit on my index and middle finger and spread the thick saliva before entering him again.

“Ahhh yeah…” he sighs contently as I finger fuck him slowly. His cock bounces a bit when I plunge all the way in.

I have to. I just have to.

I touch his cock with my other hand, gripping my first cock ever.

“Ow.. not so tight” He grimaces as I let go a bit of the hard shaft.

“Sorry”

“It's okay. Get some of the precum…”

He really is leaking so much. I slather it along his shaft and grip it again gently, moving my fist smoothly up and down.

“And the fingers..” he moans while looking at me. Fuck I forgot about the fingers! I try my best to coordinate the two movements. It takes me a minute to get the rhythm, but I think I finally figure it out.

“Oh FUCK!” Cody shouts when I settle into the coordination. His cock stiffens up more in my hand, and his constant leaking of precum is lubing my fist up.

“I'm going to cum!” He whines “Can I cum? I'm going to cum!”

Wait! Not the chair! I’m fucked if I have to replace it.

I stop stroking his dick while I think of alternatives and he begins backing up on my fingers, swallowing them up with each movement.

“I'm so close… “ he whines.

“Um…” my mind races to find a solution.

He moves forward, taking my fingers out of him and turns over on the chair. He spreads his legs and puts his feet on my table, crumpling a few of my papers.

Cody jerks off rapidly, looking at me desperately. I quickly moved into position and put my fingers back in him. His eyes shut immediately.

“Im cumming…” I look down at his cock spurt out a small amount of clear liquid. I let my horny instinct take over and I bend down, taking his cock into my mouth.

“oh GOD!!” His hips lift and shoves his cock deeper in my mouth and almost makes me gag.

And then the taste fills my mouth, really making me gag at the sheer volume of liquid, and leaving me no choice but to swallow down the bitter liquid as it fills my mouth.

“mmmMm…Mmmmmm…mmmmm” he whines and moans. His left hand reaches down and gropes my crotch, which I forgot was rock hard until right now.

“Mmmmm…….mmmmm” his moans become more spaced out

I lift my head to look at him with his head against the headrest

“Was that good?”

“Really not bad” he sighs and chuckles, making his inners walls rumble around my fingers “Level 7 completed”

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Part 3:

The weekend after the last part

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I have to text him first. A guy that looks like him must have other men vying for him, and if I want to see him again, I'm going to have to be more forward about it.

Or maybe he doesn’t want to see boring old me again? I heard in big cities they just fuck and never meet up again.

Just do it. The voice inside my head nags. You want to. You want him to touch you again. Just do it. You’ll never know if you don’t try.

In a flash moment of courage, I text him. You wouldn’t believe my relief when he texts me back. We small talk for a couple messages before he asks me a question.

“What’s fun to do around here?”

Fun? Nothing

“What do you like to do?” I ask back

“Anything. Tired of being at home and studying”

“You’ve been to Camel’s Hump yet?”

“...? LOL”

“It’s a hike!”

“Sure… 🤣”

“It IS” I text back while laughing at my phone screen. “Okay, meet you there? It’s a bit of a drive”

“I don’t have a car 🙁”

“Alright I’ll pick you up at the college?”

“Ok!”

I stare at the exclamation mark for a bit before getting ready. He's probably just a friendly guy. “Alright see you there.” I type, then change the end to an exclamation mark too.

It stopped snowing, but there’s still a lot of snow on the ground. A hike is a bit of a strange idea to do in this weather. but at least we can walk around a bit.

Being in a long drive with a stranger that took my blowjob virginity was definitely not on my previsions of this year, but there’s something oddly comforting about just sitting next to him. He doesn’t talk much, and he spends most of the time looking out at the snow covered trees as I drive us up.

“Does it ever stop snowing?”

“Eventually” I chuckle “Just takes a while to melt. There's no snow where you're from?”

“Nope, not really. California”

That explains his whole vibe. He doesn't seem to want to say much more so we just drive up to the mountain in silence. When I pull into the parking lot, there's no other cars around. No one wants to hike in snow. Who would've thought right?

We walk on the trail, with the only sounds being the crunch of snow impacting beneath our boots. The snow is pristine, so the only marks are our footprints behind us.

“So…. How was your first time?” Cody asks suddenly

The question makes me feel immediately flustered. I shouldn't have told him that he was my first. He probably thinks that I'm naive and inexperienced and crazy and a loser and …

“I hope I made it comfortable for you… well minus the fact that I drained you in your workplace loudly. That's not a bad first time story to be honest” He laughs as he looks down at his boots sinking into the snow.

“It's fine! Could've been worse” I reply, and he looks up at me. His nose is a bit red from the cold.

“Yeah, my first time was not so nice.”

“No?” I say curiously

“No foreplay. This older guy fucked me in his car” Cody chuckles and shakes his head, looking down at his moving feet again.

“Ouch” I recoil a bit at the thought of that

“Ouch indeed. Well, at least he was kinda small” Cody looks up and grins at me

“Well good to know” I make a shrugging expression “I won't hurt anyone either then”

“You are not small” he furrows his eyebrow at me before we break eye contact again. The heat rushing to my cheeks dissipates quickly into the cold forest air. I hope I'm not blushing. Well I AM blushing for sure but I hope it's not so visible.

“Anyways, that happened when I was 19, so that was a long time ago now. But you know it's true what they say: you never forget your first”

“I believe that” I try to be as quiet as possible so he'll keep talking

“Yup. A lot of the other guys afterwards I can't even remember the names of anymore… but the first one I still do. Even kept his number in my phone for a while” He laughs at his feet again.

“A lot of the other guys?”

“I lived in Hollywood. Dick central”

We stop at a large tree, there seems to be paths on either side but it's not very clear which one is the real trail because the ground is so covered.

“Which way?” He looks at me while pushing his right hand on the bark

“I don't know” I look into his brown eyes.

The tension is palpable. The silence is deafening.

It’s just happening.

His lips are cold but warm at the same time. I close my eyes and try to taste him more and find the warmer parts of his mouth. He steps backwards and I open my eyes, wondering if we are stopping now.

Cody smiles at me and leans against the trunk of the tree, beckoning me with his expression.

Okay.

With my heart pounding and my boner throbbing, I step forward and meet face to face with his coy smile. He puts his hands in my jacket pockets and jingle my keys in the right one.

“Gonna steal your car” he says quietly with his mouth inches away from mine

“Uh huh” I whisper back and let my instinct take over to kiss him more. He tastes so good, and the warmth of him is intoxicating in the cold air. His hands in my pocket pull me in closer, and I happily try to take in as much as I can of the taste of him.

Is he telling me to fuck him right now? Is this the moment I’m going to lose my virginity?

His hands are moving from my pocket and feeling me up over my clothes. Not knowing what to do with my hands, I put them on his head to kiss him deeper.

I do want to fuck him.

His hand is squeezing at my crotch, feeling out the rigidity of my boner. He fumbles with the button and zippers while sucking at my tongue.

“Damn…cold…hands…”

I breathe out an air of amusement into his mouth and help him with the button. Once that’s done, Cody turns around and faces the tree.

Fuck. It’s really happening.

Cody lowers his pants, and his perky ass pops up. He lowers his pants down to his thighs before he stops.

“Too cold,” he says into the tree bark.

Fuck….fuck fuck fuck fuck

He waits for me silently as I lower my pants too. My first time. Here? Right now? My cock stiffens up at the thought despite the cold temperature starting to bite.

Ok fine. The cold is really biting. I snap out of the horny haze as a breeze of chilly wind makes us both shiver a bit.

“Is this a bad idea?” Cody laughs while looking over his shoulder at me.

“Maybe” I say back “We could find something more comfortable than this for sure”

But his ass looks so delicious peeking out between his jacket and his pants. The horny thoughts come back and I lower myself on my knees onto the snow. Gingerly reaching out my hands, I touch his cheeks.

“Ooh! Cold!” he giggles.

I pull his cheeks apart and look at his hole pucker in front of me.

Just do it Taylor. Be a fucking man

I stick my tongue out and touch his hole, which makes him shiver. Encouraged by his reaction, I start to lick his hole.

“Oh….your tongue is so warm…” His hole relaxes and opens up for me. I don't know what I'm doing but I try to move my tongue in various circular patterns like I've seen on video.

And it seems to be working. His moans echo in the empty forest while I shove the cold tip of my nose into his warm crack.

“MmMmm…Mmm…Mmmm” He whines above me, turning me on so much. I never knew I would like rimming someone so much, although I've fantasized about being rimmed more than a few times. I just love the way he moans and reacts to my every touch.

I shove my right hand into my opened fly and start rubbing myself while eating him out. His moans are like fuel for me. The more he moans, the more I want to lick him. The more he moans, the more I want to jerk off.

“Tongue me…”

Tongue him?

“In and out…” he whines when I continue my circular pattern.

Ah

I thrust my tongue into his loosened hole, and his moans change.

“Ohh…ohhh..” his voice deepens

I grunt, turned by the sudden change of tone. My hand moves furiously in my pants, even though it's limited by the tight space of my underwear

“Don't stop… I'm going to cum…” He moans out, his pitch getting higher. I don't plan to fucking stop. I wiggle my tongue into his crevice, trying to get deeper and deeper

“MmMm!” He whines

Come on… cum for me…cum for me… I focus on keeping the rhythm of my tongue going.

“Ah!!” He gasps out above me

His hole pulses rapidly with my lips on it. It closes around the tip of my tongue as I tongue fuck him. I lick the ring and he spasms, his knees folding a second. I follow his ass naturally and get my tongue back on his hole. The splatter sounds against the tree bark is enough to push me over the edge

I grunt out into his hole while I unload in my underwear, swiping my nose in his crack while the warm liquid flows around my fist and seeps into the fabric.

His laughing makes his cheeks tremble with my face still in it. I stand up, also giggly at the random explosive session. After he pulls his pants up, Cody turns around and looks at my pants. Not only do I have a growing wet spot in the crotch, my shins are completely drenched.

And very cold.

“Time to go home? You're going to get sick”

I shiver in the cold air with the frozen feeling seeping into my legs

Worth it.