When a Man Enters the Shrinks Office...

26) NSFW

Eddy beams with pride. You can see the thoughts inside his pretty head:
Not so bad for a first time now, eh.
He finally sees that Brett is starting to believe.

"I could say the same thing about you. I never thought I would enjoy doing this. But it was indeed amazing while doing it to you. I almost came myself."

He comes to his knees, showing off a hardness of epic proportion.
Brett sees it immediately.
So he really had liked it, eh?
Has Eddy even done it before with a man?
He thinks not, but it's a question he will ask him later.
He doesn't want to change the mood.
He will have to make this good for him.
He will make him his, without question, without refunds, just his.

"So what to do with you then?"
Brett asks him with a moral turpitude.

Dark scintillating eyes look at him.
"I'm up for whatever you want to give."

And he knows Eddy means it. Brett understands the unspoken words. They have done Charades not for nothing for so long. He can read him like an open book.
This is all so new to Eddy, being with a man.
He figures he is unsure what is normal and what he can ask of him.
Maybe he even doesn't know what he wants, what is even possible between men. So now he asks Brett to take control.
And Brett knows he is good at that kind of things. Taking control and giving what Eddy needs is in his nature. 

Okay then, pretty boy. I'll show you what I'm made off.

He pulls him up into a hugs, tightens his grip on the small of his back and turns them easily around, pushing Eddy into the mattress, ending on top of him.
The smooth fluent move surprises Eddy.

"Woa!"

Brett doesn't give him time to anticipate and kisses him first sweet and soft on his lips, but steadily harder and deeper, claiming him, tongues twisting around the other. Making it intense.
He moves his lower body, their dicks against each other, one already spent and still wet, the other awaiting release.
While Brett grinds, Eddy needs to unlock their lips for the lack of air, breathes deeply in and grunts.

"Oh, God!"

Brett slides down ever so slowly, looking at him with mischief while kissing and stroking his neck and shoulders, licks in a swift move just below his Adam's apple to the center of the collar bones causing Eddy's breath to hitch.
Going lower, reaching his nipples, he sucks and nips at them softly, encircling the areola of the other with his skillful fingers, the pressure just right to not tickle.
Eddy moans sound he never thought he possesses.
Then the journey goes down to his plexus, activating the mass of nerves that radiates from the center of the torso, intensifying the sensation.
Down now to his navel, where he playfully sticks his tongue in, trailing the rim, moving the soft hairs around it. His hands now on the sides of his waist, massaging, again careful pressure not to tickle. He knows what he is doing.

Eddy squirms. "Oh God! Brett!"

One of his hands goes in front, drawing small figure eights on his lower abdomen, while his other hand starts massaging, kneading and caressing his buttocks. All the while never losing skin contact and pressure of his body on Eddy's stiff erection. He trails kisses on the groin, the feeling making Eddy nuts.

"Oh Brett!! Please!"
Eddy breathes irregularly, his arms crossed over his forehead, completely at Brett's mercy.

Brett takes one of his balls in his mouth and sucks it softly, meanwhile slitting a finger softly up and down the crack of his bum.

"OH!"
Eddy is surprised he likes the sensation of that very much, almost bucking under his touch.

Then finally Brett licks his way up the shaft, round and round, until he reaches the knob. Ever so slowly Brett takes it in his mouth, twirls his tongue around the tip a few times and then deep-throats it fully.
Eddy completely loses it.
This feeling! He's lost all reason.
He comes sudden, fast and hard, shuddering all over, panting like a wild animal, not being able to make a sound beside an "Aaaah!" coming from deep, deep down.
This got to be the most intense orgasm he has ever felt.
He almost blacks-out, the world zooming in and out of focus.

After a minute or so he slowly comes back to his senses, still seeing stars, barely able to formulate a normal sentence.
So this is how it feels between men and when you really love someone. We even didn't penetrate or anything, but it felt out of this world.

Eddy sees Brett smiling from ear to ear as he crawls up, looking smug. He shortly lays himself flat on top of him, letting him feel his weight, loving the skin on skin contact.
He then kisses him with a gentle twirl of his tongue before sliding to the side.
He drapes the blankets he took with him when crawling up over them and covers them both.
He snuggles up against him, resting his head on his chest just under the collarbone, uttering a content sigh, already drifting into sleep.

"Sorry I didn't give you the heads up."
Eddy needs to say it, a bit embarrassed about his lack of control.

"No worries, I wouldn't have backed down anyway. It's amazing that you felt that way. That I made you feel that way."
Brett voice is more like a whisper, his eyes already closed, repressing a yawn, and can't help feel his body go heavy although he's still all smiley and glowing,

"Brett, will you look at me for a moment?"

Brett lifts his heavy head to look at Eddy, indeed cross-eyed now because he is so tired after all these emotions and actions. He looks sexy, adorable and just perfect all together. An immense feeling of gratitude and love takes possession of Eddy.

"I love you Brett. I love you so much. Thank you."
Eddy whispers the most important words he will even say and gives him a small light kiss on his forehead.

Brett can feel it down to his bones that Eddy is really sincere.
He smiles, drifting already into a deep sleep before he can say anything back.