FIRST TIME

"Good boy. Now, take off your clothes and go on your knees." Beau swapped their position so that Asher was on the other side and Beau's back was pressed to the wall.

Asher took off his own clothes and went on his knees, his face mere inches from Beau's cock. "Wh—What should I do?" He shook a bit.

"Relax... Stroke me a little," Beau said calmly. From his position, he was granted a fine view of Asher's hair and lashes, and erect cock. "Yes, just like that." He sucked in air through his teeth. "You can suck on me now. Just go slow, start with a length you can take."

Asher took the bull by the horns. He glared at Beau's cock for some seconds, watching the way it quirked in his grasp, feeling the heat from the organ through the contact of his palm, watching the gathering of transparent liquid on the tip of Beau's cock.

Slow and steady, Asher fixed his lips to the rod after an exhale. He slowly parted his lips and allowed Beau to go in.

"Yeah..." Beau forced himself to keep both of his hands by the side. There was this intense feeling to grab onto Asher's brown strands, dive into his mouth, guts, assault the sanctity of his throat, cum deep in his stomach, but Beau restrained himself. "Yes, just like that."

Asher found it quite easier than expected. At first, he only sucked on the tip of Beau's cock, scared to go farther than that, yet wanting to go deeper. After gathering courage, he went another inch, another inch, and yet another, until he completely engulfed the tip of Beau's shaft and some more inches. He moved his head, slowly at first, then with a little energy.

"You learn fast," Beau groaned. His hands balled at the side. He rested his head against the wall, his eyes closed from the intense feeling of pleasure. "Fuck, Asher." When his eyelids flickered open, he was gifted with the fine view of Asher's rosy lips wrapped around his cock. From Beau's position, he was able to see the beautiful curve of Asher's thick lashes and brows. Beau felt a tingling feeling in his balls when Asher went back to sucking on the tip of his cock.

Just then, Beau felt a graze... It was a feeling of something strong against the walls of his shaft. It drew up, settled on the tip of his cock, and went down with a feeling of electrocution that had Beau pushing Asher back.

"Fuck!"

Asher looked up, an expression of alarm on his face. "I'm... I'm sorry! I mistakenly touched you with my teeth. Did I hurt you?" He was almost on his feet before strong fists pinned him back to the floor.

"No, you didn't hurt me. You almost killed me. Do you know how pleasuring that thing you just did feel?"

"No," Asher said, shaking his head innocently. "I... I had no idea it would make you feel good."

Beau exhaled softly. "I don't think I can hold on much longer." He grabbed Asher's head and forced it back to his cock. This time, he guided Asher's head, slowly grinding his dick into the depths of Asher's throat.

Asher gagged.

Beau pulled back to allow him some air before diving into his mouth again. He wasn't aggressive or too harsh, allowing Asher just enough space and amount of air. "Just free yourself and let your tongue out."

After some moments of gagging, Asher finally got the hang of it. He relaxed his throat muscles and stuck out his tongue. It worked. Beau now had unrestrained access to his throat, pulling back only to plunge in again, grabbing the back of Asher's head with just enough force to keep it in place.

At that moment, Beau knew what would come next. He actually felt it. Right from his thighs, the vibration built up, running along his skin, causing him to shiver.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum." Beau pulled out of Asher's mouth with a grunt. He grabbed his dick and jerked it in front of Asher's face.

The reaction was instantaneous. Asher looked up at the same time a warm liquid squirted on his face. He glimpsed the sexy view of Beau's features twisted in a look of grunting ecstasy.

"Yeah... Fuck!" Beau emptied himself on his face, jerking his cock, watching his juices run down Asher's cheeks and chest. At last, the eruption stopped. He pushed his dick into Asher's mouth again. "God, you are so sweet, Ash. Your mouth feels so good on my cock. Clean me up."

And Asher did just that. He sucked and cleaned Beau at the same time, basking in the scent of arousal and cum in the air.

Beau withdrew his cock with a loud pop. He collapsed on the floor, breathing hard. "Asher, you are... I don't know what to say." He pressed his body to Asher's. "And you learn very fast. Have you done this before?"

"No, never."

"For a first-timer, you did way more than I expected." He wiped the corners of Asher's lips. "You did great, my beautiful blushing baby."

The endearment made Asher lower his head and blush. "I'm relieved you didn't complain."

"I can't." Beau pulled him close and joined their lips together. His hand went straight towards the blushing boy's groin. Beau swallowed the moan that followed when he grabbed Asher's erect flesh. The ambassador had plans to pleasure Asher as he had done to him. Just as their lips parted, an idea struck.

"Asher, I want you to do something for me."

"What... is it?"

Beau leaned to the back, resting his weight on the wall. "Touch yourself... I want to watch you the entire time."

Asher felt like he was mandated to capture the moon and drag it to the surface of the earth. His eyes widened for a second, then a gasp escaped him. Yes, he didn't mind touching himself—he had done so on many occasions—but he had never done it in the presence of someone else!

The fact that his dick was pulsing with arousal gave out the feeling of excitement coursing through his veins.

"Oh Ash, don't deny it. The thought of watching you touch yourself is making you horny, is it not?" Like an obedient lamb, Asher looked down and nodded. Beau leaned forward. "Then do it."

Still coated with Beau's cum, Asher sat on the floor and palmed himself. He kept his eyes glued to his cock the entire time.

"Wet it," Beau ordered.

Asher spat on his hands before going back to business, drawing his fingers along his own shaft, going back to the tip, running along the length, and pleasuring himself.

And all the time, Beau watched.

Asher found his shyness getting thin as time went by. He no longer looked at the floor, but rather directly into Beau's eyes. Asher didn't restrain himself in any way. As time went by, he laid on the cold floor, threw back his head, and closed his eyes while his hand moved to pleasure himself.

Beau had no idea when his feet propelled him towards Asher.

Heaven knew that he only intended to watch and do nothing else, but when he got close enough, he kissed Asher. To prevent spoiling his fantasy of seeing the lad touch himself, Beau kept both hands by the side and busied himself with tasting Asher's lips.

After a while of satisfying his taste buds, Beau leaned back and watched him.

"You're beautiful, Ash. Everything about you."

Asher was in too many feelings of delight to remember blushing or acknowledging the compliment. Touching oneself while someone else watched held its own type of thrill that the male was just getting for the first time.

And he prayed it wouldn't be the last.

As his hands moved, Beau got closer again and added some saliva to the mix, making Asher's strokes easier.

"Better?" Beau asked, smiling into blue eyes glazed with arousal. A mass of brown hair bobbed in answer. "Good. What other things do you do when touching yourself? I want to know. Do you touch your nipples?"

Asher paused. "Y—Yes."

"Don't stop moving. I didn't tell you to." At once, Asher resumed, keeping his eyes on Beau's. "I want to see you play with your nipples."

Asher did exactly that. He kept his right hand on his cock while his left wandered on his chest, touching his pale skin, pinching his pink nipples. A small moan escaped him—and Beau wasn't done.

"That feels so good, doesn't it?"

"Yes... It does."

Beau hummed, making a deep sound in his throat. When he saw Asher's rosy lips parting for air, he asked softly, "Are you close yet?"

"I... I am."

"Hold on a bit, pumpkin. I want to watch you some more. What else do you do when touching yourself?"

"I... I put my fingers..." Asher turned bright red. Beau got the incomplete message.

"You stick your fingers in your ass." A mischievous glint flashed across Beau's eyes. "I want to see you do it, Asher. Put that finger in your hole."

Asher didn't have an issue with that. It was even more thrilling and adventurous that he had someone watching him, offering words of encouragement, spurring him on.

Like an obedient lamb, he spread his legs and slowly inserted his finger in.

A hiss escapee his lips, "Ahhh, fuck."

Beau scooted over to Asher and assisted him in stroking.

Asher went ahead to thrust his finger in and out of his own hole while the ambassador helped him in stroking his cock. It brought him a type of feeling he couldn't describe. Even before his hole had time to loosen up, he was already climbing the ladder, heading for heights unknown to mortals.

The first wave rocked his body with chills. With a strong palm on his cock and his own fingers in his ass, Asher shot out his first release. The second shot had him whimpering, involuntarily jerking his hips into the crevice of Beau's palm.

To muffle the scream threatening to tear out of Asher's throat, Beau kissed him...