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The pure bliss on his face is contagious. I grin from ear to ear, my cheeks flushed and tight. My cock is rock hard, and when Finn takes hold of it, he looks back at me with wide eyes. “Oh, my goodness,” he says. “You’re big.”

My size does little to stop him; it doesn’t seem to slow him down at all. He uses both hands to stroke me while putting the tip in his mouth. His warm, wet mouth sends a shiver down my spine, and I force myself to focus on lasting.

Finn has a talented tongue, working the shaft brilliantly.

Each time he licks from balls to head, he stops at the tip and teases me with a swirl of his tongue.

It doesn’t take long before my legs are shaking, and I’m grabbing fistfuls of bedding, trying to keep myself from levitating with pleasure right off the bed entirely.

He stops, looks up at me, and asks, “Would you like to fuck me?”

Do I want to fuck him? I want nothing more, but I’m not prepared. “I don’t have any condoms on me right now.”

Finn reaches into his pocket and pulls one out, smiling.

“I was hoping this would happen tonight.” He tosses it to me while continuing to stroke my shaft.

I tear it open with one hand and my teeth, spitting out the little piece of plastic that comes off when it opens.

Once I’ve slid the latex sheath into place, I slide off the side of the bed and stand.

Finn doesn’t need any prompting. He quickly gets up and bends over, using his hands to pull his cheeks apart.

Thankfully, the condom has lube, but I also use my saliva to moisten my fingers and help prep Finn’s hole.

Once sufficiently ready, I push in slowly at first, waiting for him to let me know it’s okay to go deeper.

He feels tight against my girth, but the smile on his face tells me he’s enjoying this as much as I am.

I want to push all the way in, hard and fast, the feeling is so unbelievably intense. Never having fucked another man in the ass, this is all new to me, but somehow feels so right. Like it’s always supposed to have been this way.

“Okay,” he says as he pushes his ass toward me, forcing me deeper inside him. “There you go.”

With great care, I slide myself in and out, careful not to completely pull out with each pump of my hips.

My head flops back as we get into a rhythm—slow at first but picking up speed as we both grow more comfortable.

The way he tightens around me with each push I make draws me closer to climax.

Sweat runs down my back as well as his. I’m getting close.

“I’m going to come,” I say.

He slides me out of him and turns, sitting on the bed. “I want to see you come for the first time with me.” He yanks off the condom and begins stroking me once again, inching me to release with each pass of the head.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he whispers. “I want to see you come. I want to feel you.”

His words bring me to the point of no return.

The surge of release pushes from deep inside and up the shaft.

I throw my head back and moan as I feel the hot release spurt from my head.

My breaths are ragged, and my legs tremble as each wave of pleasure blasts from my cock.

I open my eyes as Finn uses my sock to wipe his cheeks dry. The smile on his face is electric.

“That was amazing,” I say.

Finn stands, and we embrace, our hot, slick bodies fitting together as if meant to be. A few moments later, my heartbeat slows enough for my breaths to come under control. We’ve both cooled enough to shiver, but before I can put my clothes back on, I lean down and kiss Finn one more time.

“Will you stay with me a little while?” I ask.

He nods and presses his face into my chest and smiles.

The afterglow continues and my mind works overtime to make sense of what we’ve just done.

As my first time goes, I feel like this was an utter success.

Finn seems happy and I know I’ve never felt such an intense rush before this.

I want more. I can feel my cock growing hard again.

So quickly?

Damn, there’s nothing in the world I want more than to feel his tight hole wrapped around my cock again. I shift my weight a bit to keep my, now throbbing cock, from brushing up against Finn’s belly. After all, I’m not an animal. I want to give him time to process all of this too.

Shit, my cock touched his belly. The ache fills my lower stomach as the butterflies once again flutter about, my mind imagining having sex with him again… and again.

He looks up at me and smiles, slides out of bed, looks down at my cock and then in my eyes. There’s a twinkle there, but he says nothing. He quickly hugs me tight and then begins redressing.

“Thank you for a lovely evening,” Finn says.

I laugh, not sure how to reply. He quickly finishes getting dressed, rushes over, kisses me on the cheek, and then without a word hurries out of the room.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed where the entire rendezvous began, I run my fingers through my hair. Did that really happen just now?

Wow.