Spencer nods seriously then takes Ari into his mouth. He takes a couple of seconds to figure out what to do but eventually decides to go with what he likes girls to do to him. He starts slowly, tasting Ari, using his lips more than his tongue, getting used to the shape in his mouth.

Ari moans obligingly. 

He tastes clean, mostly, like skin and soap. There's a hint of sweat, though, and even as the head enters his mouth a thick drop of precum wells up onto his tongue, salty and just a bit sweet. 

He freezes a bit again when he feels the precum in his tongue, but decides he likes it. It's... encouraging. He starts using tongue and sucking, going back and forth with his head. He reaches with his right hand to hold the base of Ari's dick, focusing on trying to learn how the art of cocksucking... works.

Ari is more than happy to cooperate, with lustful noises and words of encouragement whenever Spencer gets something particularly right. His hand tangles in Spencer's hair, barely even gripping, just the slightest pressure of contact.

He's in no hurry to finish; he's content to enjoy himself as long as Spencer feels like broadening his palate.

Spencer's a fast learner, and is getting noticeably better at this, probably from a combination of Ari's instruction and knowledge of past people who have blown him. Whatever the case, he's now using his hand and tongue more expertly, holding Ari's thigh with the other hand, sucking and licking and, every now and then, popping Ari out of his mouth to suck on Ari's balls while jerking him off.

Ari likes that. Ari really, really likes that.

How much, though? 'Cause Spencer is kinda forgetting his early shyness and kinda really really wants to make Ari cum, here. He reaches back down to jerk himself off and he's hard as rock, shivering occasionally with lust and repressed perversion.

Well, if he wants Ari to cum...

"I'm-" Ari pants. "I'm gonna."

He said he doesn't want Ari to come on or in him.

He has a second of hesitation before stopping blowing and getting to only jerking him off, pointing Ari's penis away from himself.

Ari shoots his generous load up against the wall, splattering the red bricks with thick white.

He's just barely winded, after. "Want me to- return the favor?"

He shakes his head then closes his eyes and comes, himself, in an implausible but narratively convenient fashion. He's still holding Ari's cock as he relaxes, slumping forward and resting his forehead on Ari's thigh.

Aw. That's cute. Ari scratches him behind the ears, in a hopefully non-condescending fashion.

He shivers a bit when he's scratched but doesn't leave this position. "That—that was—"

Quest completed: Love Is Just A Game

Goal: Seduce someone who is not visibly looking to be seduced within two hours of meeting them. +200xp, +1 SED
Hidden Goal #1: Seduce them within half an hour of meeting them. +300xp
Hidden Goal #2: Seduce them within ten minutes of meeting them. +500xp

Quest failed: Going Straight

Spencer Anderson's convictions have been shattered like glass. He can no longer tell right from wrong, left from right, straight from gay (or bi, he could be bi, right?), he doesn't know himself. He'll have a lot of soul searching to do. Are you happy now?

+300xp

Your level has increased by 1!

Your level has increased by 1!

Your level has increased by 1!

Quest updated: Coming Strong

Progress: 2/10 orgasms, 1/7 sex sessions, 2/5 different stimuli

"Nice, right?"

Ari's very happy, yes. And he's very excited about his shiny new level. Today has been very productive.

He nods minutely. "I never—I've been with girls. I like girls. You're a random dude who were—is there even a dare, was that a lie."

"Mm... no, I was actually told to go outside naked and get laid. It wasn't couched as a dare, exactly, but that's more about semantics than anything else. But I did pick you, it wasn't literally 'the first guy you see'."

"Why me," he whines, and looks up at Ari again. He's looking—lost, afterglowy, confused, all together.

Aw. "Because you're cute," he says, thinking and continuing the headscratches as he says it, "and I think people should broaden their horizons more. This was really fun, right? But it almost didn't happen, just because you didn't want to admit you wanted it. I think that's sad. I want to help people have more fun."

He's never really had a goal in life before, but this bout of armchair philosophy (and his mystical connection to a sexy extradimensional force beyond his comprehension) seems to have abruptly given him one. Yes, he's pretty much 100% behind this random thing he just made up. Help people have more fun.

Your newly-found goal in life has increased your ERO by 1!

"I never—thought—" He cuts himself off and blinks. "What's your name?"

"Ari. You?"

"I'm Spencer." He straightens up and shakes his cock to let the last droplets of cum fall on the ground before putting it back inside his pants and zipping up. Then he stands, looks at Ari's body again, and—blushes. "Oh, God, what did I just do."

"You had fun," Ari says imperturbably. "We both did."

"I—I don't know what comes next."

"Depends. You can go on your merry way, a little bit enlightened, and I could go on to enlighten some other folks. Or maybe that, but we make out a little first. Or maybe I give you my number, and this happens again sometime. Or maybe I give you my number and we make out a little. World's full of choices that way."

He looks—torn, conflicted, and very clearly tempted.