#maturemen

you pulled him up to a guest room, locking the door behind you both.

you push him against the door, hands on his chest.

“i-i.. what’re you doing?—” he asks confused, his deep voice so soft and gentle yet rough at the same time. you had no words to describe how sexy this man was.

choso gazes at you with submit in his eyes, but also dedication.. and.. fear?

“what’re you nervous about, cho’?”

“i-i’m not nervous about anything, what do you mean?”

“you know what i mean. you’re shaking. what’s wrong, honey? tell me.”

he gulps, looking to the side and fidgeting, “i.. i want to have sex with you,” he whispers, awkwardly standing tall.

“..you sure?” you want to make sure he’s comfortable, because from the looks of it, he looks terrified.

choso nods, before you look down at his sweats, he’s rock hard. that was enough for you.

a few minutes go by, and you push him on the bed, immediately climbing on top.

“w-wait, no, i want to fuck you,” he frantically grabbed your waist.

“cho’, you’re worrying me here. you’re shaking like i’m gonna kill you.” you chuckle, but still genuinely worried about him.

“please, let me do it. i promise i’ll be good, just let me try.” he stares into your eyes with gentleness but also lust.

“..okay. but take your time, ‘kay?”

he flips you both around in no time, making you yelp all of a sudden, and he leans in to your neck, spreading kisses all over.

you run fingers in his hair, the soft, luscious and black locks gently brushing through.

he pulls away, sitting up and pulling down his pants. from his boxers, you could already tell he’s huge.

he pulls down his boxers next, his cock swinging out and slapping his stomach.

“mmgh..” he whimpers ever so slightly from the air touching his red and warm cock, begging for pleasure. he’s trying hard not to touch it.

by now you already took off your bottoms by yourself as well. you didn’t want him to worry about what was turning you off or not, but in reality, nothing about him turns you off.

“just.. spread your legs for me..” he gently assists you in pulling your legs apart, revealing your wet and begging cunt.

he moves to be more comfortable, hands planted beside each side of your head on the bed to keep him focused.

he uses one of his hands to guide his cock to your pussy, and he takes a deep breath.

“go ahead cho’. i want you to make me cum.”

he nods, nervous, but slips his tip in, sucking in a sharp inhale.

he closes his eyes shut, pushing through the tightness, almost painful grip of your pussy.

he’s not even fully inside before suddenly his legs shake…

he came inside. already.

“f-fuuck! fuck, i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to do that, shit—”

he moans, dipping his head down in embarrassment but pleasure.

that’s when you came to realisation. “choso, are you a virgin?”

choso lifts his head up again, humiliation and nervousness in his face. “um.. yes… but i promise i’ll learn for you, please give me a chance—”

you suddenly laugh quietly. “choso, it’s okay. you’re good, just go slow, okay? cumming that quick is normal, especially as a virgin. you got it.”

“o-okay. yeah, i got it, i got it…” he looks back down at your spilling cunt from his warm, thick seed.

after a while, he’s gotten a rhythmical and heavy, quick pace, fucking into you like a rabbit.

“y-you feel amazing, fuck, i could be here forever. a-agh, don’t tighten up on me like that, i’ll cum too early,” he’s just yapping but of course his sexy voice makes up for it, so you just let him.

after riding out both of you guys’ orgasms, he looks you dead in the eye.

“..can you ride me?”