The Prettiest Boy

Part 5

(WARNING: This is where it starts to get dirty. I already warned you in my description, so it should have been expected, but just in-case; SEXY TIMES ARE AHEAD BEEP BEEP)

"What? Afraid my mom will come in and see you like this?" she asked softly as she brought one hand up to his hair and began to pet his head.

Victor almost lost his train of thought, almost leaning into her hand, but he composed himself.

"If she opens the door, she'll see my underwear."

Tory let out a small laugh.

"In that case, the door is unlocked- but I'm too lazy to get up and lock it, and I won't allow you to do so either." Victor's heart started to pound. He was not one to sweat, but with the thought of her mother catching them like this, made him nervous. "What's your thought on having a little fun?"

Victor turned his face so he could look at Tory. She kept a calm expression as her grip on him tightened.

"What do you mean?" he asked, having a feeling he knew what she was hinting at.

"I'd never force you into something you don't like, but I will make offers and suggestions. Like right now, you're pretty exposed and basically a sitting duck. How does me pleasuring you sound?"

He was not expecting her to be so blunt, but he should have known by now that she wanted to do it from the beginning.

"It will be my first time." said Victor, turning his head away.

This shocked Tory, as she expected he had done this sort of thing with his past girlfriends.

"You're telling me you've never had one of your girlfriends jerk you off?"

Victor was starting to regret having said anything.

"They broke up with me before I ever got to that point. I never wanted sex with them until they could accept me for me."

Tory could hear the pain in his voice, so instead of dragging it on any longer, she grabbed his face, turning his head just enough so she could kiss him.

"You don't have to worry about me accepting you. Besides, those pink panties make you look like dessert." she whispered into his mouth before connecting their lips again, but this time she shoved her tongue into his mouth.

Victor had never French-kissed before, so he let her explore his mouth. Tory then put her hands under his shirt and began to caress and stroke his body. Her fingertips dragged along his naked skin as her saliva entered his mouth. He twitched when she glided her hand over certain areas. Then her hands slowly made their way downwards to his underwear. Instead of putting her hand inside it, she gently rubbed his bulge. Victor broke away from the kiss and let out a slight gasp. Saliva had already started to drip from the side of his mouth. Not allowing him a break, she ran her free hand through his blonde locks of hair and clenched a handful into her fist, pulling his head back so his face was pointing upwards. Her other hand had started to rub and squeeze his bulge faster as he was becoming erect by the seconds. Victor let out a small moan as he propped his body up with his arms, on her sides.

"That didn't take long. Looks like you like this sort of stuff, right darling? Do you want me to please you more?" she asked, whispering her warm breath into his ear.

Victor's body was hot. In truth, he had never even masturbated before. These feelings were new, and it both confused and excited him. He began to pant as his body arched with each squeeze of his member.

"Mhm." is all he could make out.

"What was that? You have to speak up. I can only do what you allow." she whispered.