Shy Guy Finds A Boy Pt 2

He got me inside of him and went into motion, fucking himself deeper and deeper on my dick. He eventually got all the way down, and started twisting his hips in a way that shot bolts of sensation into me.
Part 1
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There’s several distinct kinds of “exhausted,” and we have all experienced several. There’s “I just spent the last 18 hours on planes” exhausted, “I just finished cramming for an exam tomorrow” exhausted, and others, but for my money there’s nothing quite like “I just finished football practice that went overtime” exhausted. I flopped down on my dorm’s bed and didn’t want to move.
I glanced at my phone. Did I really want to add “I just had a conversation with my boyfriend” exhausted on top?
I sighed. Apparently, I did, because I reached for the phone and tapped Bryan’s contact. As much as he annoyed me sometimes, I liked having him around. He was the first person who I could really come out of my shell with.
It rang a few times before he picked up.
“Hey, big guy.”
I smiled. “Hey Kitten. How’s it going?”
“I’m doing fine. You?”
“Tired, but that’s not why I called.”
“Well, if this is a booty call, I’m flattered, but I have homework to do. You’d have to ask nicely.”
I snorted. “Get over yourself. Anyway, what’s your schedule Saturday?”
“Wide open.”
“Good, because we’re going on our first date.”
“I think it’s a little late for that, or have we not been dating for like two weeks?”
“We’ve been dating, but we haven’t gone on any dates yet.”
I swear I could hear his raised eyebrow in his tone. “Uh-huh, and that makes a lick of sense because…?”
“Well, think about it. We met at a party, fucked, and then we became boyfriends. There was no ‘first date.’ Since then we’ve mostly just fucked more, hung out,...