[M4F] [NSFW Literature] Touching Him For The First Time [Soft Dom POV] [Shy Boyfriend] [Reverse Handjob] [Reverse Blowjob] [Taking Control] [Making Him Feel Good] [Sweet] [Sensual] [Love]

The second publishing of NSFW literature. This one was interesting to tackle, I always love the "shy boy x soft dom" dynamic, and this time around, you get to be the soft dom!

(Cuddling handjobs and intimate blowjobs are also fun to write, ngl 🥲👉👈)

As with the last one, since I'm still getting a handle on writing NSFW work rather than voice acting, I am open to criticisms you coffee mugs have! I also may do some M4TM and M4TF rewrites if the demand is high enough~

Happy reading! 🤗

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Sitting down on my bed, I smile and pat my lap affectionately. “Here. Sit!”

My boyfriend is standing in front of me, his hands intertwined in front of him as he reluctantly moves towards me before turning around and resting himself in my lap. 

I put my arms around him and lean into his shoulder, wrapping him up in a hug while I close my eyes and inhale through my nose a few times, taking in his scent. He smells nice, like he showered recently.

It’s amazing how wonderful things like this can feel when you’re a little aroused. 

One of his hands wanders up and rests on mine as he leans into me.

“Are you sure you still want to do this?” I ask, tilting my head to try to get a read of his expression.

He looks a little nervous. I can hardly blame him. It took him months just to admit that he was ready to begin exploring a sex life in our relationship, let alone that he was having fantasies about me bringing him to an orgasm. It was one thing to get it off his chest, it’s another thing entirely to be physically doing it.

”Yeah. I do,” he responds softly.

My smile turns into a concerned frown, and I gently pull him towards me, resting my back against the frame of the bed while I hold him in a gentle cuddle. “Hey, it’s not too late to back out, honey. Really. I won’t be upset if you’ve changed your mind.”

“No, no, I want it! Really! I do! I guess…”

He looks down at his lap for a moment as he carefully considers his next words. I put my hand on his head, sifting his hair between my fingers while he talks.

”…I’m a little embarrassed.”

“That’s understandable.”

“Do you think it’s weird that I want you to do something like this..?”

“No. Not weird at all. To be honest, I’ve had a lot of fantasies about it too…”

“Really?”

I blush, recalling all of the late-night fantasies I’ve had about me and him ever since we got together… and perhaps even a little bit before that. 

“Yeah… a LOT of fantasies. And that’s normal. We’re a couple, and a lot of happy couples have good, fulfilling, intimate sex lives, darling… This is just the start of ours.”

Now he’s blushing. I turn his head back towards me, lean forward and put my lips against his. Our kiss lasts for a few seconds, and once I draw back, he rests his forehead against mine. I can feel his body heat when he’s close to me. He’s very warm, which for some reason gets me just a little bit more excited…

“Will you let me take care of you, baby boy?” I whisper.

He nods. “Please do.”

I smile and lean into his ear. “I’m going to take your penis out of your pants. Don’t do anything, okay? Just sit back and enjoy it.”

He nods and leans back into me, his breathing gradually increasing in pace as I slide my hand from his torso down to his waist, and then over his crotch. 

Almost immediately, I can feel him down here, the part of him begging for my touch subtly bulging out of his pants. He had sheepishly admitted to me that he had always wanted his girlfriend to give him a handjob and/or head while he sat comfortably on a couch or bed. And while I hadn’t done a great job admitting it myself, I have always had a secret interest in making him cum… as long as I got to be the one in control. 

I run my fingertips over his bulge, gently at first. The edges of my fingers are caressing along his shaft, indirectly teasing him with long, sensual strokes. Gradually, I feel it begin to rise. His breathing intensifies slightly, and I lean into his ear again. “Are you okay?”

“Y-yes. Very okay.”

“Shall I keep going?”

“Please.”

I smile and kiss him on the cheek while I continue to feel him. It’s not enough to just rub him indirectly, but it should get him excited enough for when I slide my hand into his pants.

Sure enough, he’s melting like butter in my lap, completely putting his body against mine. He’s feeling more comfortable and starting to enjoy this.

I slide my other hand under his shirt and slowly lift it off of him, giving me free rein over his chest.

I can’t help but feel a warm twinge of joy as I rub my hands over his torso. The feeling of pampering my precious boyfriend is wonderful.

Finally, after a few tantalizing minutes of foreplay, I swear I can almost see his breath escape his lips as his panting has gotten increasingly heavy. I slide my hand to the zipper of his jeans and carefully unzip them, rubbing the palm of my hand against his soft underwear as he continues to pant. My other hand is tracing circles around his nipples, and the heat of his body is gradually rising more and more as he twitches a bit in my lap.

“How’s this, darling?” I ask.

“Mhmm!” Is all he says.

Something about hearing him try to hold back his moans of pleasure just gets me more worked up.

”Can I move your underwear out of the way, too?” 

“Yeah~!” He gasps, sheepishly.

I smile and give him another kiss, leaning my head on his shoulder. “Good boy,” I whisper. “Very well, since you asked so nicely.”

I take the hem of his underwear between my thumb and fingers, and gently pry it away. Until now, I’ve never seen him down here before, so seeing it bounce out of his underwear and stand tall caught me off guard in the best way possible. My face flushes, and I have to take a second to just stare at it.

There’s no doubt about it now… All of this is starting to make me wet.

He almost sounds scared.

“Do you like it…?”

”I… LOVE it… oh my goodness, you’re so…”

I reach down and take it in my hand, running up the length of his penis and massaging my palm against him, feeling his warmth.

“…hot.” I finish.

”How did you get so good at this?”

”I’ve had practice.”

“Wait, really?”

“Ahaha… Um… videos, and articles I looked up. I wanted to know what I was doing when you finally got the courage to ask me to do this.”

“O-oh… you did… research?” He gasps out, his sentences interrupted by his panting on every stroke of my hand.

“That’s really… that’s so sweet… thank you…”

I smile, and close my hand around his penis, opening my mouth a little and taking the curve of his ear in my lips. He moans softly, and I pick up the pace of my handjob, occasionally breaking to kiss him. I can feel myself growing more and more excited the closer he gets to his orgasm, and while I’d never admit it out loud, I’m surprised that I’m capable of doing all of this for him. Images flash in my head of us meeting and talking for the first time, our first date, and my confession to him before we became boyfriend and girlfriend… It’s so crazy to imagine that now, while he’s almost naked in my lap completely at my command… though I can’t say I dislike it.

I feel something slick touch my fingers, and lubricate my hand. I peek over his shoulder and see something clear and slick leaking from the tip of his penis. His precum is spilling out over my hand, almost soaking it.

I made him precum… my boyfriend is precumming in my hand.

“Baby, you’re making my hand all slick. Are you getting close?” I whisper.

“I… think so.” 

I wrap my free arm around him and hold him in an embrace, while my other hand continues to stroke him.

“In that case… how about I do something special for you to finish it off?”

Before he can answer, I carefully slide out from under him and lay him back against the pillows resting against the bed frame. I crawl over him and smile, looking into his eyes. He looks so delirious and happy at the same time… the look of someone teetering on the edge of an orgasm.

“Don’t move, okay? Keep your hands where they are, and leave everything to me.”

He nods, a hint of excitement in his eyes. He knows what’s coming next. 

I slide down to the floor and rest on my knees, taking off his already half-removed jeans and removing the rest of his clothes. I reach up, take his penis in my hand again, and stroke him a little bit more.

For some reason, I feel a little nervous, looking at it this closely. It looks so big… I’m not even sure if I can take the whole thing in my mouth… let alone inside of me one day… And what would be a good speed to do this at? Maybe I should ask him.

“Hey, how fast do you need it?” I say, looking up at him.

“Just… anything, please,” he manages to pant.

Oh good, a neutral answer… guess we’re winging it.

I lean forward. Now isn’t the time to second-guess myself; I have to make him feel good. I need to give him a good first time.

I use my tongue to lick him under the head a few times. I saw in my research that it’s a little similar to stimulating the clit for women, though not quite as intense. Still, it’s meant to hold a lot of nerve endings for guys, so maybe this will help him feel nice. 

Sure enough, it twitches, and I feel him getting hotter.

After licking a few more times, I open my mouth and take the head of his penis in… before leaning further and further, until my face is practically pressed against him.

He feels much hotter in my mouth than in my hand. I was worried about what would happen when I tasted him but a hidden thing nobody tells you about being horny is that you become far… FAR more tolerant to kinky smells and tastes… and right now was no exception.

I start a rhythm, leaning my head back and forth, forward and back… he’s full on moaning right now, with every thrust a whimper of pleasure. I can’t help but fondle my chest a little as I’m doing this for him. We’re both feeling incredible right now.

I wrap my tongue around him and caress along the length while he’s in my mouth. I alternate a few times between pulling out and licking him a little, and taking it fully in my mouth.

As he’s getting close, he puts a hand on my head, gently petting me.

At first, I stop, now slightly annoyed. I told him not to move; this pretty clearly qualifies as moving.

But then a warm feeling of joy and accomplishment passes over me.. I’m not sure why… but this feels nice.

I open my mouth for a second and smile at him.

“Good boy.”

He smiles back, looking like he’s close to crying tears of joy.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

And so, I keep going, his hand on my head and his penis in my mouth. 

It only takes a few more cycles.

I feel him heating up, and his moans go back to heavy, rapid panting as he leans forward with a restrained exhale.

And then I feel it. In a split second I make the decision not to pull away as I continue going down on him while he cums in my mouth. My mouth fills up, and some of it spills out through my lips. I’d read that it can taste different depending on what he has to eat beforehand, though my head is racing with a million other thoughts, it’s impossible to try to figure out what exactly it tastes like.

“Holy shit, I did it! Our first orgasm! I made a boy cum!”

“Oh my god, I’m tasting his cum. Right now.”

“He had better call me a good girl one day.”

“Huh, it’s kind of… sweeter than I expected?”

“Wow, getting my head pet during a blowjob actually feels really nice.”

“Oh yeah, I think that’s a side effect of eating a lot of fruit.”

“Yep. This is easily the hottest thing I have ever done in my life.”

“I thought I’d gag on this, but being horny makes it taste weirdly good.”

“We’re going to have to clean some of this up after.”

There are a few moments where we’re both taking it in, me more so than him, before I slowly pull away and open my mouth, exhaling. There’s a string connecting from my lips to his penis, and he laughs softly while trying to catch his breath. I smile, and catch it with my fingers, licking them a little, hoping he’ll watch. Sure enough, his face reddens again.

“That’s… really hot.” he says.

I climb on top of him, and put my hands on his shoulders, locking my legs around his waist as I look him in the eyes. “I told you not to move.”

“Sorry… you just looked so cute, and it felt so good… I wanted-”

“I didn’t mind. But I might have to punish you later for this.”

His face gets even redder as he stammers something resembling a response. I laugh and go to kiss him before realizing I might want to wash my mouth first. So instead, I give him a hug. “How was that?”

He puts his arms around me and nods. “It was… better than I could have ever imagined. Thank you, darling.”

“Good! I’m glad to hear that!”

I turn him over and rest his head against my chest. His naked body is lying against me as I start to pet his head with my clean hand. He closes his eyes and nuzzles into me, settling into our impromptu cuddle.

“And remember… anytime you need me to take care of you again, just ask. Okay?”

“Okay… thank you.”

“I love you, my good boy.”

“I love you, too!”