“I have,” I answered, since a nod alone wouldn’t do it in the dark. Though it was stretching things a bit to say that one night with Agnes was me being with women, plural. “If I had to choose, I would stick with men, but fortunately, we don’t have to choose.”
“I…I thought…I thought maybe we did,” he said. I saw the shadow of him lowering his head.
“Who told you that?” I laughed, then went right on to, “The touch of a hand feels good, no matter the gender of the person doing the touching.”
That was when I reached out for him in the dark. I bumped clumsily into his side, just below his ribcage, but I moved from there to stroke my hand down to his hip, then up to play my fingers across his nipple.
Appius sucked in a breath, and I felt him tremble harder. I knew that if I moved my hand down to his cock, it would be at least partially hard.
“Pleasure can be given and taken between friends, regardless of what they have between their legs,” I went on.
It was just a bit awkward, but I moved against Appius in such a way that he would be able to feel my erection against his hip.
A jolt passed through him, and his breath turned loud and shallow.
I was confident my advances were welcome, so I brushed both hands over his sides and up to the back of his shoulders, then down to circle the muscles of his ass gently. I was still close enough to feel the increase of his cock as my touch aroused him.
“There are no rules at all about who you can allow to kiss you and whether or not you should enjoy one sort of mouth more than another,” I continued, my voice low and liquid.
I knew when Appius tilted his head up to me that he was game for anything. He was only a couple inches shorter than me, so it was easy for me to raise one hand to find the exact location of his face in the darkness, to trace my thumb over his lower lip as he opened his mouth, then to lean in and slant my mouth over his.
Appius moaned deep in the back of his throat as I kissed him. I didn’t think there was anything particularly stellar about that kiss, but he tensed then relaxed a few times in quick succession, as if he were alternately panicking and surrendering to newfound desire. He clearly didn’t know how to kiss, but he was eager to learn.
So perhaps it was a bit cruel for me to break away. He made a quick sound of disappointment…until I shifted to kiss and taste his neck and shoulder.
“Feels nice, doesn’t it?” I asked softly, letting my hands wander down his chest to his hips.
“Yes, it does,” Appius said on a sigh.
He was still trembling, but it had taken on an entirely different nature. I decided to take advantage of the game to dent his innocence a bit.
“Reach behind you until you find the shelf, then step back until you can lean against it,” I said, feeling behind me for a towel from that shelf.
Appius made a questioning sound, but did as I asked.
I dropped a towel to the floor in front of him, then put my hands on his chest to make certain I knew where everything was.
With my hands still there, I sank to my knees in front of him. I could practically hear his tension and confusion with what I was doing, but if I did this right, he wouldn’t be tense or confused for long.
I raked my hands down his front, appreciating his lithe, young body and the surprisingly lean muscles that had so much potential for development. Heat radiated from him, and when I brought my hands around to find his cock and balls, he was fully hard.
“Do you ever bring yourself off?” I asked, needing to know just what his experience level was and whether he’d come before I’d barely done more than touch him.
Appius squeaked, then whispered, “Sometimes?” in a high voice.
It sounded to me like he thought it was wrong to take yourself in hand.
“Then you’ll really love it when someone does to for you,” I said in a rich, teasing voice.
I knew there wasn’t time—and not because of the game—so I went right for it. I held the base of his cock, then found my way to him blind. It was arousing as fuck to draw my tongue up from where my fist gripped him gently to his tip and to taste the drop of precum beaded there without being able to see a thing. I suckled and licked the tip of his cock carefully, feeling like he was already at the brink, then drew him deep into my mouth.
I was disappointed that it took only two bobs before he whimpered and tensed and came in my mouth. Appius was sweet, and I could have played with him all night, not just fifteen minutes. I hoped no one out in the pool was paying attention to time and that I’d get a chance to enjoy Appius a bit more.
He made a sound that managed to be both surprised and sated as his body unclenched post-orgasm. I didn’t need to ask if he’d enjoyed it, even though I was a man instead of a woman, as I stood, keeping my body as close to his as possible. I knew full well I’d just shattered everything Appius thought he knew about himself.
I wasn’t done shattering either.
I found his face in the dark and kissed his panting mouth. He made a short sound as I drew his tongue into my mouth so I could suck on it, likely surprised by the new taste of himself. I could have let up and given him a moment to adjust, or decide he didn’t like it after all, but I was ready for a treat myself.