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Pulling Puzzles Apart

Chapter Nine :)

I don't understand why he keeps kissing me like that if he's only going to get cold feet and do a runner. All this is new to me and all he's doing is fucking with my head and to be honest I don't need it fucking with anymore. I'm still feeling the effects of his kiss, my lips feel like they've got a heartbeat of their own, throbbing, tingly and red. I rub my finger over them; closing my eyes and imagining him kissing me again. My cock is aching, aching for some kind of release and now that he's gone and left me all alone, I suppose my own hand and imagination will have to do. I sit down on the sofa and imagine him sat on top of me, staring at me with those intense eyes of his. I take my cock in my hand and slowly start touching myself. In my head he is kissing his way down my body and his lips on my skin feel out of this world. He reaches my cock and looks up at me and smiles before he takes it all in his mouth.

He is a master of this game and I am so close to cumming already. As I imagine him sucking on me harder and faster, my own rhythm speeds up. I am wanking profusely now and it feels like I'm going to pull my cock off if I don't slow down, but I can't help it, that's just how he makes me feel. I let out a moan, even in my imagination and it doesn't take me long to explode all over myself. I cum hard, moaning and groaning loudly, but it feels good, it was just what I needed after his tantalizing kiss. I open my eyes to look at the mess I've made and I'm horrified to see Brendan stood by the door watching me, fucking hell how embarrassing.

"Um…I'm…really sorry…um…I'll get cleaned up."

"Stay there Steven."

His face is unreadable and I have no idea what he is going to do, but all I know is that I wish I was anywhere else but here. I can't believe my therapist has just caught me wanking on his sofa…in his flat. Could it get any worse? I stare at him in a state of confusion, but as he starts to take off his clothes I know exactly what is coming. Maybe I fell asleep; maybe I'm dreaming all of this. I pinch my leg hard, but he's still stripping in front of me. God he is even more gorgeous than I thought. His body is toned, muscular, hot and he has a few tattoos that just look amazing on his skin. I stare at his naked form; his cock looks pleased to see me and even in that area he is very gifted.

I can't take my eyes off him and by the looks of it he can't take his eyes off me either. My heart is thumping loudly and as he approaches me, I wonder if he can hear it. I want to say something, anything that will clear the tension in the air, but my words seem to fail me this time. I watch him as he looks down at my mess that is now all over my stomach. He runs his fingers over my belly, scooping up my cum and then tastes it, letting out an appreciative moan. He straddles me, taking my hands in his and then he takes my breath away by kissing me again. I don't think I have ever wanted anything more in my life. I release my hands from his and grab hold of him, desperately trying to pull him even closer to me. He pulls back from me though, breaking our kiss and I feel the loss immediately, I guess he's having second thoughts again. He is breathless and panting but he is still sat on top of me, at least he hasn't done a runner yet.

"Let's take this into the bedroom Steven."

"Are you sure about this?"

"What do ye think? I've tried my best to fight it, but I can't fight it anymore. I want you Steven; tell me ye want me…please."

"I want you, you know I do. I thought I'd made my intentions clear."

"Yeah ye did, I just wanted to hear ye say it. Now stop talking and let me show you how much I want ye."

He led me to his bedroom and although I wanted him, I couldn't help but feel nervous. I mean this was my first time with a man. I'm acting like I'm full of confidence when really I know nothing. What if I screw up? This is really big; maybe I should just tell him the truth. He pushes me down onto the bed and I watch him closely, wondering what his next move will be.

"Ye have no idea what you're getting yourself into Steven."

I couldn't even respond to him, he was right I had no idea what I was getting myself into, but right now I didn't care. I hadn't felt this good for so long and that was all that mattered now, I would worry about the consequences later. I absorbed him all in, every last bit of him; I didn't think it was possible to desire someone so much, but then I hadn't met Brendan before. He joined me on the bed slowly, almost like an animal stalking its prey…only I'm not going to run away and he knows it's. I want to tell him that he's my first; I think he should know, but what if he laughs at me? Maybe I could just pretend I know what I'm doing. I mean how different can it be? But it's too late now, he has found my lips again and he is kissing me, invading every part of my mouth with his tongue and I am desperately trying to keep up with him.

He is taking complete control, he is overpowering and zealous, but I like it. Maybe he won't notice that I'm new to all this. He kisses my neck gently then works his way down to my chest, I love the feeling of his mouth and tongue all over me and I grab hold of his head as he continues to go lower. My cock is rock solid already and although he's hardly touched me, I have never felt more turned on. He licks my stomach and laps up any last remanding cum from my earlier explosion. It makes me cringe a little, but he seems to enjoy it and that's all that matters. He teases me a little by licking my cock, but I can tell he's playing with me and that he's not quite ready to blow my mind just yet. His kisses travel even further now, until he comes to my hole and as he licks over it I feel my whole body tense up. I didn't even know people did things like that. My reaction has caused him to stop, but I don't want him to stop, I just never expected that.

"Ye okay Steven; do ye want me to stop?"

"No it just tickled a bit…you know your tash and that."

"Good because ye have the tightest arse I have ever seen and I want to pleasure ye beyond belief."

And he continued eating my arse and fuck I have never felt anything like it in my life. It felt amazing and I guess I'm fortunate that he was so hungry. My breathing became uneven, irregular and horny wasn't the word for what I was now feeling. He brought his mouth to my cock again, only this time he wasn't teasing me. He was a man on a mission, and I was very quickly beginning to lose control. As he sucks on me, I push his head down further until he is sucking on every inch of me. I am moaning loudly and I can honestly say I have never been sucked off like this before. Amy didn't have half the skills Brendan has, he really is something.

He brings me to a powerful climax and I watch as he gets off on swallowing every bit of my warm cum. I want to return the favour, make him feel as good as he has just made me feel, but before I know it he has moved me onto my side and he is behind me so that we are spooning each other. He kisses my neck and trails his fingers down my back, I reach my hand round to feel him and pull him closer to me. His fingers are now rubbing against my hole and I wince out in pain as I feel him pushing a finger in and out of me. I soon get used to the feeling though and it doesn't take me long to beg for more fingers. He happily obliges and soon I'm being fucked by Brendan's hand, at least that's what it feels like.

"Ye ready for me Steven? Do you want me to fuck ye now?"

And again I couldn't speak, ecstasy began taking over me, I felt powerless, but all I knew is that I wanted all of him, I wanted him to ruin everything that I am and he did gladly. He gently eased himself into me, I think my tightness might have given away the fact that I'd never been with another man before, but he didn't mention it and neither did I. It felt incredible being full up of Brendan and as he gradually fucked me harder; I took my own cook in my hand, stroking it in time with Brendan's deep hard thrusts.

"I'm gonna cum Steven…cum with me."

I pulled at my cock harder and faster and even begged Brendan to do the same to me. My moans grew louder, Brendan had joined in too and as he injected his cum into me, I came again for the third time. Neither of us moved for a while, both of us coming down from an amazing high. But the silence got the better of me.

"Shall I get going now?"

"What? Ye think I want ye to go after that?"

"Um…yeah…I don't know."

"I'm not finished with ye yet Steven. Plus I don't want ye to go…not unless ye want to go?"

"I don't…I'm happy, I mean I'm good here…if that's okay?"

"It's more than okay…come here."

He's pulls me into those strong arms of his and holds me, kissing the top of head. I feel normal for the first time in ages and most importantly I feel happy. But things like this don't happen for me and anyway we are from two different worlds. I am no good for him…no good for anyone and he is dead posh with a proper job. What does he even see in me? I know how this is going to end, but for now I'm just gonna enjoy the moment and right now I'm enjoying being in his arms.

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