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Sam's Saturday Night

Date: 10/2/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: JennyGently, Rating: 21, Source: LushStories

feeling the sticky fluid on my tongue, cheek and teeth as a further, smaller rope spurted from his smooth end and stuck in my hair. “No! Please no! Not again!” Robbie was almost in tears as he pulled away from me, his cock still jerking and ejaculating, sending more semen onto his shorts and across my shirt. He leapt to his feet, his cock still twitching. “Robbie! Wait! ” I cried as he began to turn as if to run away, “Wait! Please!” “It’s no good!” He really was in tears now. I grabbed his hand, rising to my feet with his semen still running down my cheek and drew him towards me. His body was tight and trembling as I pulled him down onto the sofa and scooched over to put my arm around him. “It’s okay! Really it’s okay! Please… don’t run away. Let’s at least talk it through.” “See?” his voice was desperate and miserable, “it’s hopeless! I’ll never have sex with anyone! How can I date any girl if I can’t… do it?” “Robbie! Please…” I tried to console him, very much aware of the sticky mess in my hair and the taste of semen in my mouth, “I’m sorry; I didn’t realise… my fault; too much, too soon…!” He was shaking with unhappiness, his body and shoulders slumped in shame as I tried to console him. “Please… try and calm down. Try and relax… please; it’s not your fault, it was mine. I’m sorry, I should have realized, but… I can help you… if you'll just listen...” His eyes were tearful as he reluctantly sat back down on the sofa. I patted him on the leg as I wiped the worst of the ... semen from my face. There was a wet stain on his shorts and the smell of fresh cum in the room as I put my arm round his shoulders again. “It’s okay, Robbie. You’re not the only boy in the world who cums too quickly!” He looked at me, ashamed. “You’ve… been with other boys who can’t last?” he asked. I nodded. “You are pretty fast, I have to admit, but you’re not the only boy with a problem.” “Did you dump them when they couldn’t fuck you?” I was surprised at the bitterness of his words but ignored them. “Only when I was young,” I confessed, “or drunk, or stupid. But then I learned to get them to do other things with their hands and mouths while they recovered.” “It’s not the same. It’s not like being fucked,” he grunted. “It can be fucking good though, believe me,” I laughed, “anyway, after you’d cum with Mary, didn’t you ever try just waiting and doing it again?” “Not really,” he shrugged. “For fuck’s sake, why not?” I demanded. “There’s never been time,” he replied unhappily, “either I was too upset or she was too frustrated or someone was too close or...” I got the picture. “You know that you’ll last a lot longer second time round,” I told him truthfully, “that you’re much more in control?” “That’s what they say but...” “And they’re right! Go have a shower; clean yourself up and try to relax. We’ll start from the beginning again; much more slowly this time.” “What?” “I’ll show you - teach you what to do...” ”But you’re my big sister and...” “Stepsister! And you’re my little ...