Chapter 24
A t my words, Ethan pauses. “You sure?” he asks against my flesh.
I nod. “Yes. I want you to be…my first. If you want…”
“I do. I would love to.” He sits us up and I stand from the chair. “Let me put the fire out and I’ll meet you inside. Go warm up. I’ll be right there.”
I head inside, though I’m not cold, not with the fire, being under the blanket, and him touching me.
I climb in bed and wait for him.
Shortly after, he comes into the room and shuts the door softly. He stays facing the door and takes a deep breath.
I sit up on my elbows. “You okay? I’m sorry if I put pressure on you. You don’t have to.”
He exhales another deep breath and he turns around to look at me. “I want to, Koby. I really do. I’m just…nervous. I want to do it right, you know?”
“I know. I’m nervous too.” I sit up and scoot to the end of the bed. “You won’t do anything wrong, I promise. Okay?”
Nodding, he comes over to the bed and sits beside me. He reaches into the nightstand and takes out a condom and some lube.
I take a shaky breath upon seeing he’s prepared.
Facing me, he grabs my hands and kisses them. “You’re really sure?”
“Yes.”
I slide back on the bed and whip my shirt off. Then, I drag my pants down over my legs and toss them on the floor. I leave my briefs on, nervous about being completely naked.
Ethan wastes no time covering my body with his and kissing me deeply. I wrap my legs around him, pulling him closer so I can feel his hard dick against mine. His kiss is slow, gliding smoothly into my mouth, not rushing. I run my hand up and down his back, letting him take control.
After he’s kissed me until I can’t think of anything but him, he moves back and slides my briefs down. He’s seen me naked, but I almost want to cover myself because I’m so nervous.
He takes me in hand and lazily strokes my dick. I thrust gently into his hold, not wanting him to speed up, but not able to keep still.
Not missing a beat, he keeps jerking me and reaches over to grab the lube on his nightstand. He does stop after a minute and I look at him curiously. His cheeks are pink and he sits back on his heels. “I don’t…know…”
“Oh.” I hold my hand out and he puts the small bottle in my hand. “I can do it. Give me a second.”
I try to get up and go to the bathroom for a bit of privacy, but Ethan stops me. “Can I…watch? So I can do it next time?”
I nod, not able to speak. While I’m putting the lube on my fingers, Ethan gets undressed, then sits back in front of me. I take a deep breath and lie back on the pillow. I inch my hand down to my hole and rub my slick finger around it.
The first finger I slide inside goes in without much effort.
Before I close my eyes, I see Ethan’s are glued to where my finger enters my body.
The second finger is a stretch, but not too bad.
After I thrust it in and out a few times, it becomes easier and the slide is more comfortable.
I moan lightly, not expecting it to feel so good.
I hear a sharp gasp and my eyes fly open.
I see Ethan staring at me as I play with my hole, and his hand is stroking his hard dick.
Feeling bolder, I ease a third finger inside and throw my head back at the burn and the unexpected pleasure I feel because Ethan’s entire focus is on me. He hisses and I fight to keep my eyes open to watch him. His hand moves faster and he bites his bottom lip, his eyes not moving from my entrance.
I thrust into my pucker and try to stretch myself like the videos I’ve watched, and make sure I’m ready for him. Ethan is pretty big. Even with very little personal experience to compare him to, I know it will still be painful to have him inside me. The more prepped I am, the better.
When I feel like I’m ready, I pull my fingers free and look at him shyly, but expectantly.
With shaking hands, he reaches over to the nightstand and grabs the condom.
It makes me feel better that he’s as nervous as I am.
I mean, I’m sure he’s not a virgin in the literal sense, but he’s also never been with a guy before.
So this is kinda like a first time for both of us.
With wide eyes, I watch him put the condom on, then drizzle on the lube and rub over and under his erection, making sure he has it everywhere. He leans forward and lies between my legs, his cockhead resting against my slick hole. I tense and Ethan kisses me lightly, resting his weight on his arms.
“Relax, baby,” he whispers, something he’s never called me before, and I melt into the mattress. I love him calling me ‘creep’, but ‘baby’ hits different. I like it. A lot.
I nod and relax as much as possible, letting my body go lax under him.
He captures my lips in a soft kiss, and I feel him reach between our bodies.
Pulling his mouth from mine, he looks down at me, looking a bit shaky. “You ready?”
I nod and concentrate on relaxing.
He exhales shakily, then leans back. Putting a hand on the back of one of my legs, he draws it up until it’s resting on my chest. Automatically, I raise the other one. He looks down at my open body and swallows roughly. Meeting my eyes again, he says, "I'll go slow. Tell me if it hurts, please.”
“Ye-yeah. I will.”
The first push into me feels like he’s slicing me open. The sharp pain has me crying out and I tense before I can stop myself.
Ethan pauses over me. “You okay? Want me to stop?”
I shake my head vigorously. “It’ll feel better when we get past this part. It’s my first time—pain is a given.”
Again, he pushes into me, and it hurts, but not as bad as the first time. Ethan rocks into me, sliding in inch after slow inch. It still hurts, but not terribly.
It takes a few long minutes to get his whole length inside of me.
When his thighs hit my ass, he stops. I gasp when he bottoms out, emotion almost overwhelming me.
I open eyes I didn’t realize I closed, trying to absorb the enormity of the situation.
Ethan is likewise affected, staring at where our bodies meet, an almost dazed look on his face.
His eyes flick up to mine, and he asks me, “You okay?” His voice is tight and thin, like it’s taking effort to squeeze the words out.
I’m okay. It feels different, being so full like this. Feeling something other than my fingers inside me. A lot of pressure, but not bad. Not bad at all.
Swallowing hard as I pant, I finally manage to say, “Yes…I’m okay,”
When he draws his hips back, I groan, but not in pain.
The drag of his cock feels good. When he slides back in, I dig my fingers into his biceps, moaning as I enjoy this new sensation.
He does it again, pulling out and sliding in with slow, measured strokes, and I’m loving it.
Loving this. Loving the connection. Loving that it’s Ethan.
Loving him.
Dropping to his elbows, Ethan gives me a blistering kiss, making my body vibrate with all the new sensations. While his kiss is heated, his hips thrust into me slowly and gently.
He pulls his mouth from mine and grabs my waist with one hand. “Oh, God. You feel so good.” Ethan rolls his hips and I arch into him, wanting more. “Talk to me. Tell me how it feels.”
Biting my lip, I arch up and kiss him again.
“Feels…good…” I manage to squeak out when our lips separate.
He speeds up, then he hits that spot I’ve read about but could never reach.
“Oh fuck,” I moan loudly, before I can clamp my mouth shut. “Right there. Again. Do that again.”
Taking my direction, he thrusts into me, his thighs hitting my ass and the head of his dick stroking across my prostate. He angles his hips and moves inside me, constantly hitting that spot and making me tremble.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” Ethan tells me roughly. “This is gonna be quick.”
I nod, then grab my cock and jerk myself as he’s fucking into me. A few more thrusts of him hitting that magic spot has me coming in waves, my orgasm shooting out of me.
“Faster, please,” I beg, so he can come.
I want to see him lose control.
Ethan repositions himself, sliding his hands under me and gripping my ass. He pulls me onto him while thrusting into me quickly, rolling his hips into me deliciously.
“Oh, yes. Yes, babe. Like that,” I moan.
For as quiet as I normally am, I can’t stop the words from coming while he’s fucking me.
He growls over me as he groans his release, spilling into the condom.
After his aftershocks subside, he drops heavily on top of me, his head landing on my shoulder, his harsh breathing matching my own.
That was…amazing. I’ve never imagined my first time, never wanted to put too much thought into it, in case it never happened. Having him inside me now, having him be my first, is something I didn’t dare hope for. Something I’ll remember for the rest of my life.
Catching his breath, Ethan lifts his head from my shoulder. He looks me in the eyes, running a gentle hand over my cheek. “You okay?” His voice is deep and gravelly and sounds so fucking sexy.
“Yes. Better than okay,” I say, sounding slightly breathless. My face flames. “You?”
His answering chuckle is adorable. “I’m amazing, creep.”
He kisses me lightly, then pulls out of me. I hiss, and Ethan groans. I wish I could have kept him inside me forever.
He rolls onto the edge of the bed, removes the condom, and drops it in the wastebasket.
“Shower?” he asks.
I hum and watch him slide off the bed. He holds a hand out to me and I take it, legs feeling wobbly.
When I shift, I feel a twinge in my ass and I suck in a breath. I’ll definitely have to take it easy over the next few days.
Ethan puts a arm around me and drags me closer to him, my feet landing on the floor. “Sore, huh?”
Shyly, I drop my head and nod.
Surprising me, he scoops me up into his arms, making me laugh and playfully swat his shoulder. “Put me down, crazy!”
“Nope,” he answers, walking me into the bathroom. “You’re sore. Let’s get you in the shower so we can get some sleep.”
Ethan washes me, then himself quickly.
I want nothing more than to flop on the bed and curl up with him, but it’s a mess. There’s lube and sweat and my come on the sheets.
Ethan deposits me gently onto the chair in his room and changes the bedding. He also grabs a new comforter.
By the time he’s finished, I’m dozing off. He pulls me up and walks me to the bed, laying me down before he lies down and wraps an arm around me. I burrow into his body and let out a long sigh. This is where I belong. Like this. With him.
With my head on his chest, I’m almost asleep when he calls my name. “Koby?”
“Hmm?” I hum back, snuggling in closer to him.
“When I kissed you the first time, was that…I mean…had you ever…kissed anyone before?”
My eyes pop open and I feel my face grow hot. “No.” I clear my throat and say in a stronger voice, “You are the first person I’ve ever kissed.”
It’s hard to get the words out, but I force myself to continue being honest with him.
He lets out a long breath. “Good.” He kisses my forehead. “The rest of your firsts belong to me.”
Yeah, just like I do.