Sorry, this one is a bit short...
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Dave
Okay, maybe I wasn't dreaming. I thought when I first woke I must be, or something awful had happened and I'd got pissed and brought a strange guy home, but then the memories hit me. I had to check it actually was Steve, particularly when he didn't seem to want to let me go. And the fear that he might be upset by what had happened last night then stopped me from moving or saying anything. I wanted him to make the first move, to be sure he knew what he wanted. And it turned out he wanted me!
What better birthday gift could I get than Steve as my boyfriend and already naked in my bed? I didn't even think about what else we might do, the need to get off now that I finally had him beneath my body overcame me and I went for simple and non-scary. I had no idea how far he might want to go, and I didn't want to scare him by heading straight for the goal in case he ran for the hills.
I loved the idea of playing in the shower. Steve could have no idea how many times I had beat off in there imagining he was with me. I knew the cubicle was more than big enough for two, especially if you were pressed together like I had always imagined. I wanted to give him some pleasure first, knowing he was inexperienced he needed to feel how good it could be for someone else to touch you and make you tremble before you come hard.
And I did a pretty good job of it too, judging by the state of him sat on the floor afterwards. I hadn't intended playing quite so much with his arse, especially after the moment of nerves he had when he clearly thought I was going to fuck him there and then. But when he spread his legs even further for me and thrust his hole towards me that was too much of an invitation for me to refuse. And it was clear he was enjoying it by the frantic sounds that came from him. Getting to taste him as I finished him off, almost literally as it happened, was an added bonus.
I knew how much he'd loved it when he collapsed, and I helped him to sit comfortably before I got back to my shower. I wanted to be clean, and I hoped he might help me out with my erect dick at some point. I got that sooner than I thought, and not just with his hand like I was expecting. His mouth on me, well, it was a million times better than I had imagined. I'd had blowjobs before, admittedly not for a while, and some good ones, but this was better than good, it was amazing, because it was Steve.
Despite the fact I knew he'd not done this before he was enthusiastic and had a talented tongue which together with the heat of his mouth and the mere knowledge that it was him sucking me had me moaning loud. When I came I only just about managed to stay standing, and looking at his grin afterwards, his pleasure at creating mine evident, I finally believed this was really happening.
I dragged him out of the shower and we dried each other down, giggling as we went, particularly when we went over intimate or ticklish parts. It was nice to bring things down a bit, because the morning had been pretty intense so far. I hoped there would be more, but I could feel my stomach rumbling and knew it wouldn't be long before we would hear it too, so I reluctantly headed to my bedroom to put some boxers on and went to the kitchen. We were going to make a full English in celebration of my birthday and we busied round the kitchen sorting out bacon, sausages and fried eggs and bread, beans, mushrooms and tomatoes, and toast and tea to finish the job. My plate was almost groaning when I finished loading all the food onto it, but I had a suspicion I would easily work this off today.
I was sat across the table from Steve the same as usual, but today I couldn't help the fact that I kept looking at him, or that the sight of his chest and the dark hair across it and leading down his stomach was getting me hard yet again. Thank god for being young. Remembering where that trail led helped the erection along too. When I managed to look up at his face again he was looking back, clearly amused.
'If I'd known you would get this worked up over seeing my chest I would have wandered around half naked all the time.' he said, and I groaned, increasing his laughter.
'Didn't you ever wonder why I immediately went for a shower when I caught sight of you coming out of it just wrapped in a towel?' I teased back.
He looked surprised. 'I guess it never occurred to me, but now you mention it, I had noticed.' He grinned then. 'I'd probably been in there jacking off moments before because of something you had done. What a pair of idiots we are!'
I started laughing and he looked at me puzzled. 'I was just thinking we haven't been cleaning that shower out nearly often enough!'
He pulled a disgusted face. 'Nice. In future we should make sure we wipe down fully after we have sex in there.'
I spluttered as some of my tea came out of my nose. Not that I minded the thought of having sex with him anywhere, but him saying it came as a surprise. I got up from the table and cleaned myself up with some kitchen roll. 'Sorry, you saying things like that is going to take some getting used to.'
He smiled. 'I'll just have to keep on doing it. It's not exactly something I'm used to either you know.'
My face and my voice softened. 'I know, and I'm really glad it'll be me you experience it with.'
He smiled. 'There was no contest. No-one else has ever had the effect on me that you do.'
That admission deserved one of my own, and then I was going to take him back to bed to see what other effects I could have on him.
'No-one else has ever made me feel the way I feel with you either. Now, I think we should go back to bed so we can see what other games we can play together.' I winked as I finished my sentence, and he was up and heading towards my room before I had chance to say anything else. Still, actions were definitely better than words, and I followed him with a big grin still on my face.
When we got into my room he turned to face me and looked nervous. I cupped his face with my hands and kissed him lightly.
'What are you thinking?' I asked.
He went a bit red before he replied. 'What do you want to do? I don't know what I'm doing, whatever happens, but...' he tailed off.
I kissed him again. 'Judging by what you did in the shower you will do brilliantly. I don't want to go any faster than you are ready for, but what I'd really like right now, what I've been thinking about since I saw you when you got into bed with me last night, is to feel that big cock in me.'
He visibly swallowed. 'Don't you want....'
He seemed unable to finish his sentence, and after a moment of confusion I realised what he was probably trying to ask. 'I like it both ways baby. And with you I have no doubt either way would be incredible, and I would certainly love to deflower that virgin ass of yours, but right now, I need you.'
He went properly red when I mentioned deflowering him, but then he was caught in the intensity of my voice and my eyes when I said how much I needed him. 'Okay. You'll have to tell me what to do.'
I grinned at him and slid my boxers to the floor, revealing my hard dick which was eager to get started. He was soon naked as well, and in the same state. I drew him towards the bed, holding his hand and lying so we were facing each other on our sides, trying for the moment to ignore our cocks which were pressing together. I could see he was having the same problem.
I stroked his face again before starting to talk. 'One thing we need to discuss first. It's been a long time since I've had sex, and I've had checks in that time. I'm definitely clean and healthy, and if you don't mind I'd rather do this without condoms. I don't intend doing it with anyone else, and I hope you don't either.' He went a bit red and mumbled that he didn't. I kissed him to reassure him, and arouse us both after the safe sex talk.
'You're going to need to open me up. You must have seen that in the films.' He nodded, still a bit embarrassed. I grabbed my bottle of lube from my bedside table. 'You'll need this. Start with one finger, I'll let you know when to add more, okay?'
He still looked embarrassed and nervous. I kissed him hard to try and get that out of his system. 'It's going to be amazing. You're going to be amazing. And trust me, once you hear the sounds I make when you finger me, and I beg you to fuck me with your huge dick, you'll forget any nerves you have right now.'
My words were turning me on even more, and this time seemed to be working for him too because his eyes showed his lust and stopped showing fear. He even smiled at me, and then suddenly he was back to the confident Steve I'd been getting used to since last night.
'Roll onto your stomach and spread your legs.' he practically growled at me. It was enough to make me moan, and I moved fast to assume the position. I had the funny feeling that line had come from some porn film he'd seen, but I didn't care.
I told him to use his fingers, so the last thing I expected was to feel his warm breath against my crack. I tensed for a moment and felt him pull my cheeks slightly apart. When his tongue licked over me I practically jumped off the bed and I cried out in pleasure. I guess he'd liked what I'd done in the shower and wanted to see what it felt like to give. I moaned and cried out as he kept at it, and when his tongue slipped slightly inside me after a couple of minutes it was almost too much. I started begging him, a lot earlier than I thought I would.
'Please Steve, put your finger in me. I need more.' I felt the cool lube and my prayer was answered a moment later with a welcome intrusion. It still wasn't enough though, and I started humping back against his hand asking for another. When that came I did have a moment of discomfort, but it was only a few seconds before I was groaning my pleasure again. I hoped our neighbours were out at work, because otherwise they were going to get a lot of audio before the day was out.
