Disclaimer: This story is not true. I do not know the guys from *NSYNC. This did NOT happen. Got that? And this story can be a little dark. I am warning you. If you like happy endings and no tears, then this story isn't for you. Under 18 years old? Don't read this. If you do, don't blame me for any trouble u run into. Homophobic? LEAVE. This isn't for you. What are u even doing at Nifty???
It's been ages since I've posted anything. I'm not going to make excuses. I simply got tired of the story. But I've started writing again, thinking maybe I can take this story somewhere. That maybe the plot is good enough to warrant more than a half assed attempt. My email address has changed. It is now Expression_of_Truth@hotmail.com Feel free to email me with suggestions, comments, flames, etc. ______________________________________________________________________
~~ JC ~~
It had been a month since we'd started dating. A month that had seemed a mere week to me. Time really does fly. But it hadn't all been fun and games for me just recently. I knew I wanted to take it to the next level. I mean, sure, we shared a room. We slept in the same bed. We kissed. And I loved his kisses. I still do. But we'd never gone beyond that.
I'd tried to talk to Lance about it. The way he responded still makes me laugh. " I think it's cute. You're both new to this, Jace. Give it time. It'll happen when the time is right." Geez. Lance can be so innocent sometimes. I remember wondering if he ever really thought about sex.
But as I was leaving the room after our discussion, he discreetly whispered to me something that made me realize he knew a hell of a lot more then he sometimes let on. "Remember, Jace, he's a virgin too. Don't push it. And don't be afraid. Just let it happen."
And I wanted it to happen. But he had a point. I was so scared. I mean, I knew it would hurt a little, but I trusted Joe. I knew he'd stop if I only asked him. I loved him. I wanted to show him how much. I wanted to show him that I was entirely his. And that included my body.
What scared me was not the pain. It was that I didn't know if I could please him. We all have doubts at times, right? But I couldn't stop thinking about it. I wanted him to be happy. I guess, deep down, I feared he might leave me. And I knew that there was no way I could deal with that.
I went out one night, alone. I left when Joe was showering. Kind of a cheat way to get some time to myself. I made sure no one could recognize me. Sun glasses and a hat; simple but effective. I bought a bottle of lubricant and a pack of condoms, though I didn't think we needed them. I just wanted to be prepared. Joe may prefer using one as opposed to the alternative. I had no way of knowing.
I walked back into our hotel room just after ten. Joe was sitting on our bed, not looking too happy.
"Where were you? I was worried." Gotta love Joe.
"You worry too much, babe. I only went shopping."
"It's just not like you to leave with no explanation. YOu had me really worried, Josh. I was going to call the guys if you hadn't come back. Why'd you feel compelled to go out shopping this late?"
"Uh...no reason." I said as I tried to walk past him into the bathroom, intent on hiding my purchases in with my shaving kit, but he stopped me. He took the small paper bag from me and opened it. I closed my eyes. I didn't know how he felt about sex. We'd never talked about it.
"You could have told me, Josh. We can talk to each other, can't we?"
"Yeah, I just...I guess I was just scared. I didn't want to be the one to bring it up."
"Well, you have the floor. What do you want to do? And, don't be so shy, Josh. It's just me."
"I want to go all the way. I want you in me. But only if you want to. I mean, we're both new to this. Just because I'm ready doesn't mean you have to be."
"I've been ready, babe. But I wasn't going to push you. I want to do this but are you sure you want to?"
I nodded. To be honest, I had been unable to keep my mind off of it. I wanted to know what it was like. I wanted Joe to know also.
He walked over and locked the door. I noticed then that he was wearing only a towel. He'd never dressed after his shower. I slowly slipped out of my clothes as he watched me. I was almost sure I was shaking. Not that I was ugly or anything. I've always loved my body. I had a tight stomach because of all the dancing. My arms and legs were muscular but not overly so. And I was fairly well endowed at nine and three fourths inches. And I was decently thick. My fingers barely touched when I wrapped a hand around my dick.
Joe slipped off the towel. I had always thought he had a great body. I'd seen him shirtless before. He was quite a sight. But if I thought I was well endowed, then he was a god. His cock was much longer than mine and thicker too. I thought then about the pain I'd been told to expect by gay friends. I took a deep breath. I'd be fine. This is for Joe.
I sat down on the bed next to him and kissed him. I was not going to let my fear get the best of me. I could handle this. Joe dumped the contents of the bag out onto the bed. He picked up the package of condoms and looked at me.
"You don't have to use one if you don't want to. I'm a virgin too, Joe, remember? It's up to you."
He set them on the night stand next to the bed. He chose not to use them. Good. There was really no reason for it anyway. He picked up the bottle of lubricant and sighed lightly. So I wasn't the only one that was nervous. That kind of made me feel better. I layed down on my back on the bed and smiled up at him.
He layed down on top of me and kissed me gently before sliding his tongue into my mouth. Mmm. I loved his kisses. I felt his erection hit my own and moaned lightly into his mouth. He pulled back, smiling, and then started to move down my body, placing small kisses above both my nipples. I felt his tongue swirl around the left one and moaned again. It felt so good. My fear was starting to fade.
He continued his feather light kisses down my body and then gently kissed the head of my cock. I shuddered. I knew everything would be okay. I wasn't afraid anymore. He slowly took me into his mouth and I had to hold in a scream. I'd never felt something like this before. Sure, I jacked off, but it was nothing compared to this.
He pulled off my cock and sat back. I decided it was now or never. I wanted him. I lifted my legs and pulled them close to myself like I'd seen in some of the movies I'd watched. He moved close to me, looking deep in thought, and I heard him open the bottle of lubricant. I felt his now wet fingers near my hole and tensed up a little but he smiled at me, reassuring me. I tried to relax. He slowly slipped one finger into me, watching me closely. I had expected it to hurt but it didn't. In fact, it felt really good. I moaned lightly and smiled at him.
He pulled his finger back out and slipped it back in a couple of times. I was in heaven. I tried to keep quiet but I couldn't help the few whimpers that escaped. He slipped a second finger into me. There was a slight bit of discomfort but not too bad. He pumped his two fingers into me over and over and the discomfort very soon faded. And when he added a third finger, I just moaned, knowing the slight pain would fade like before.
He watched me for a time and kept moving his fingers in me. I felt a sudden burst of pleasure and cried out. He cocked his head slightly, pulling his fingers most of the way out and then driving them in hard. I cried out again.
"Joe, keep that up and I won't last long enough for us to do this." I breathed. "I want you in me. Please. I'm ready." And I was. He'd made me so hot. I didn't care if I seemed in a hurry. I wanted him.
He moved a little, setting the bottle of lube on the night stand. I felt him lightly pull back on me and looked up at him. He smiled at me. "Ready?" I nodded and reached for his hand. I closed my eyes when I felt the head of his cock about to slip into me. He'd used a lot of the lubricant. That much I knew. But I still feared that it would really hurt. He gently pushed in to me a little way and I froze. It did hurt. But it wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be.
He stopped, letting me get used to it. I nodded when I wanted him to continue. I could feel his cock sliding deep into me. It hurt quite a bit, but I wanted this. I knew it would start to feel better. I felt him stop after a time and opened my eyes. His mouth was slightly ajar as he returned my gaze.
"Why'd you stop?" I whispered, not knowing why I felt I needed to whisper but doing so anyway. He looked down, indicating that I should look also. I sat up as much as I could, though it hurt, and looked. He was all the way in me. I layed back down and sighed. Oh man. I couldn't believe we were doing this. The pain suddenly didn't matter to me anymore. I nodded at him to continue. I wanted him to enjoy this.
He rocked back a little and then back in. He was barely moving inside me and the pain was fading but I knew that what I'd remember most about this night was the look he was giving me. We'd locked eyes and now he was staring at me with this look of love and passion. His eyes were so expressive. I could stare into those eyes forever.
I did my best to return the look. Then I actually said what I was thinking. "I love you, Joseph."
He bent down and kissed me. "I love you too."
I ground back against him, trying to get the point across. He smiled and then rocked back further before pushing hard back in. The pain was fading into pleasure and I moaned lightly. He pulled back again and pushed back in. And now the pain was gone, replaced by a pleasure I'd never experienced before then. He continued pulling only as far as half way out and then pushing back in. I was loving every minute and so was he. He was far less vocal than I.
"Give it to me. Mmm yeah."
He pulled all the way out then and pushed roughly back in. Oh God. It felt so intense. He kept that up, pulling all the way out then plunging back into me. Though I hadn't touched my cock at all, I felt myself approaching orgasm.
"I'm close, baby. God. You feel so good."
"I love you, Josh." he whispered. I could tell he was close too. He sped up his motions and both of us were moaning louder now. Suddenly, I felt my body tense and my orgasm struck me full force. I barely remembered to cover my mouth before I screamed a wordless cry of pleasure. In the middle of my climax, Joe reached his. He pushed hard into me and moaned lightly. He sounded almost as if he were choking. I felt his cum strike my inner walls in a warm rush.
He fell, breathing hard, on top of me. We were both out of breath, barely capable of moving. I'd never experienced an orgasm so intense before. I could feel my own cum between our bodies. We both needed a shower. He seemed to hear my thoughts at that moment.
"I'm not moving." he mumbled.
"I don't know if you could, babe. I just might not let you."
"Hey, I could if I wanted to. See?" and he pulled his now soft cock out of me and stood up. Reverse psychology is a bitch, is it not? We'd both returned to a proper breathing pattern by the time I went to stand up. I felt a dull throbbing here and there, but thought nothing of it. I walked into the bathroom with Joe following and turned on the shower.
We cleaned up, gently kissing under the spray of warm water. I'd never felt quite so exhausted or loved. Joe washed off my chest for me with one of the hotel cloths and I returned the favor before leaning back against the wall of the shower. God. I was so tired.
When we finished our shower, we curled up naked next to one another on the bed. I snuggled against Joe and he put his arm around me, relaxing me even more so. Within minutes, I was fast asleep. My last thought had been 'Oh my God.' ______________________________________________________________________
Well, the first sex scene of the story. Well written or too wham bam? Let me know. Expression_of_Truth@hotmail.com