Brady, the broken emo boy, found himself in my bed, his first time with a man. His eyes, filled with a mix of fear and excitement, met mine as I guided him. I undressed him slowly, revealing his lean, pale body. His cock, already hard, stood at attention. I took it in my mouth, feeling him tense, then relax as pleasure coursed through him. I taught him to fuck my mouth, to use my body for his pleasure. He was a quick learner, his hips moving in rhythm, his moans filling the room. When he came, it was with a cry, his cum filling my mouth, his first gay orgasm.