Time stopped; the whole world was dead quiet, a deafening silence filled the room. It felt like all of my breath was suddenly taken out of me. Even the bead of sweat that was rolling down JP’s forehead seemed to stop. Then finally, after a long pause, the stillness was broken:

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” I nodded, the word barely escaping my throat. I don’t think my own brain had processed what I had just said. I wanted my boyfriend to fuck me. The idea sounded alien as it passed through my head, even though I had thought about it countless times.

“Ok,” JP answered softly, as if he didn’t quite know how to respond. It had just come out so quickly and so suddenly, I wasn’t even sure it had happened. He was looking up at me intently, my body on top of his. Man, those eyes! His eyes were unlike anything they had ever been before. I could tell he was happy and eager to have sex – I had the feeling that he had been wanting to do this for a while now – but he was obviously waiting until I was completely ready. We lay there for a moment, neither one sure what to do or say next.

“Um,” I finally said, my head was spinning. “Just give me a minute.” With that, I lifted myself off of him and looked out the window, down at the darkened street. It was cracked open slightly and I could feel the cool summer air against my naked body.

“Matt,” JP spoke up delicately, “if you’re not ready, it’s fine. I don’t want to rush into this.” I turned around to face him. He had sat up in bed, his chiseled abs tensed as he twisted his flawless body in my direction, his huge penis lying flaccid over his thigh. How could I not want to give myself up to this god? I thought.

“I want to do it,” I replied, my voice cracking. JP raised his eyebrows slightly as if expecting a “but” to come next. “I just don’t know how to start.”

My boyfriend slowly climbed off the bed and stood in front me, taking my face in his hands. Immediately, the tension began leaving my body. Hypnotized, I saw the concern in his eyes, but that wasn’t the only thing. Underneath all that beefy muscle, behind that strong face, JP’s eyes were revealing to me how nervous he also was about sex. I knew that I wasn’t alone and I didn’t need him to say anything to know that.

“You won’t have to do anything,” he whispered. “I won’t let it hurt you. I won’t let anything hurt you.”

I smiled weakly. That’s what I loved the most about JP. He was always so strong and confident, so cool and caring. Even though he was obviously as anxious as I was, he didn’t let it get to him. He cared for me more than anything else in the world, including himself. I was everything to him. The thought of that brought me close to tears; I tried earnestly to fight them back, but one escaped. JP stepped closer and, with my head still in his hands, gently kissed me. I closed my eyes and let his strength seep through my muscles. I felt the tear roll down my face and touch his cheek, his warm skin soaking it up. Instantly, I began to relax and leaned forward into him. I was all his. The tears began to flow freely from my eyes now; I was so overwhelmed with release.

His lips let go of mine and I opened my eyes. JP was peering at me with softer eyes than I ever thought possible. “Why don’t you go wipe those tears away,” he said, “and I’ll get the bed ready.”

I nodded silently. His voice seemed to breathe energy into me and I slowly started walked toward the door, all the time keeping my eyes on my beautiful hunk of a boyfriend, not able to look away from his spectacular body.

After washing my face in the bathroom sink, I looked up at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were wide and my stomach was full of butterflies. This was it. I was about to give away my virginity. I was about to have my boyfriend’s thick cock enter into the most intimate of places for the first time. I had always dreamed of having sex with JP, but now that the moment had finally arrived, I felt like I wasn’t worthy of it.

I mean, JP was a god in every sense of the word. He had a perfect body, an angelic face, a dazzling smile. He was incredibly smart, ridiculously athletic, amazingly kind and caring. But most of all, he was so good to me, so loving. How could I ever deserve all that? What could I ever offer him in return? I felt like I didn’t have enough to give him.

Taking a deep breath, I grabbed a hand towel and wiped my face and neck dry. What was I talking about? I thought to myself. He loves me. I love him. We both mean the whole world to each other. There shouldn’t be any question as to whether we should do it. Why was I making excuses? I mean, it wasn’t like we were too young, too immature to be throwing something this important away. I was 17, JP was 16 – my dad once told me that he first had sex when he was 13 – and I definitely saw the two of us being mature enough. In fact, JP was probably the most mature person I had ever met. Plus, we both knew we were meant for each other, that there would never be anyone else in the world.

I threw the towel over the bar and gave myself a smile before I headed back to my bedroom where JP was waiting for me.

As soon as I walked through the door, my dick sprang to attention. There he was, the most stunning body in the history of the world standing there. I stopped dead in my tracks, my breath completely taken away by my boyfriend’s beauty. He smiled at me and blushed. That’s when I noticed that he, too, sprang a huge boner from just looking at my own naked body. How was that possible? I thought to myself. He couldn’t possibly be as turned on by me as I was by him.

“God,” he breathed, shaking his head in apparent disbelief, “you get more and more beautiful every time I look at you.”

My head was spinning wildly. Those words could not have just come out of his mouth. I gazed longingly down at his dick, drool practically dripping down my chin. Shit! How the hell was that thing going to fit inside of me? Eight and a half inches of hard, throbbing meat, so thick, I could barely get my fingers around its girth.

Then, I looked up into his eyes and almost collapsed. As soon as I met their gaze, I was entranced. They were calling to me. Like I was in a dream, I stepped toward my boyfriend and placed my hands on his narrow hips. I could hear him breathing softly and he continued staring at me, the heat between our bodies rising quickly. Suddenly, JP dropped to his knees and began savagely licking my abs. I gasped in both shock and pleasure as his tongue glided up toward my nipples.

“Fuck,” he gasped. “I want you so bad.”

I couldn’t believe that this Adonis, this ultimate model of teenage perfection, was worshipping me. My cock was rock hard and pulsing with blood. I felt like I already was about to blow and I moved backward toward the bed. JP followed me, his mouth never leaving my body.

People always say that true passion can transport you to an entirely different world. Now I know that that’s an understatement. Words simply cannot describe what I felt as JP readied me for sex. It was as if he put every ounce of his love for me, every bit of his energy into me. I knew from the way his tongue caressed my nipples, the way his fingers fondled the inside of my legs that he had longed for this, dreamed about this moment ever since he fell in love with me. It was amazing.

My hands clutched his broad shoulders, my fingers gliding over the thick rises of his traps, the etched valleys of his back, urging him to keep going. At last, he worked his way back down to my crotch – I could feel his hot breath against my dick – and started licking my balls. Currents of extreme pleasure shot through my body like bolts of electricity. My cock felt like it was going to take off and I moaned uncontrollably.

“Shit,” I gasped, “don’t make me blow yet!”

After a few more agonizing moments, JP lifted his mouth lithely off of me and stood up. Lying down on the bed, I opened my eyes and watched his immense body as it towered above me. He looked so damn huge! His pecs were like two round mountains of granite; his abs looked as hard as diamonds. He peered down at me so seductively, I thought again that I would burst, but I somehow managed to hold back. I didn’t want to ruin it – I knew that all this was just to make the climatic orgasm even better. He looked blankly down at his thick cock, its massive girth pulsing with longing, blood surging through its veins. It almost seemed like it had a mind of its own – I knew it was time. Shaking with anticipation, I turned over, submitting my ass to my boyfriend’s will.

JP reached for a bottle that was sitting on the bedside table and poured some of its contents into his hand. I knew immediately that it was lube. Shit, I hadn’t even thought of that! I took in a relieving breath, glad that one of us had kept his head. What would I have done if I were the one doing it?

“Relax,” he said, leaning over me as he rubbed the gunk in his palms. He had sensed what I was thinking, as usual.

“Where did you…”

“Don’t ask,” he broke, smiling. “Don’t say anything.” I knew there was something behind that expression, but it wasn’t important. There’d be plenty of time for that later. I laid my head back down and closed my eyes, completely trusting my boyfriend, knowing that he knew what he was doing. God, I would’ve been a wreck had I been in his position. I wouldn’t have known where to start.

Then, a sudden iciness hit my butt. I flinched, jerking my eyes open at the sensation. Relax, I told myself, that’s just the lube. Sure enough, JP’s fingers glided effortlessly around my buttcrack, rubbing the liquid into my skin, moving further and further inside with each pass. I sighed and I heard him sigh back, a sign that he was enjoying this as much as I was. His fingers slid ever so slightly into my ass and moved around, loosening me up. Damn, he was good! I squirmed a bit, my over-erect cock throbbing almost to the point of pain.

Finally, he lifted and I knew the moment had come. Immediately, I began to tense up again. I don’t know exactly why. Maybe it was from the excitement or the anticipation, or maybe simply the thought of the two of us performing the ultimate act of love made me nervous again.

“Breathe, Matt,” he whispered in my ear. JP’s mouth was directly above me, so I knew he was hovering over my body – like a guardian angel, I thought – and inches from actually going in. I took in a deep breath and let my muscles go.

I was probably just lying there for a few seconds, but I felt like I was swimming in eternity. JP was waiting for my butt to completely relax before he proceeded, knowing that I trusted him entirely. I didn’t have to tell him I was ready; he could just sense it.

Finally, he started to push into me. At first it felt fine, but then his head got to a certain point and I swear all hell must have broken loose. A white-hot pain shot through me.

“Fuck, owww, fuck!” I shouted. JP immediately pulled back out again.

“Shit, Matt, you ok?” I could hear the worry in his voice. I cursed myself inwardly for screwing it up. How could I have ruined it? Why was I so sensitive?

“It’s not your fault,” JP said calmly, almost as if he had read my mind. I opened my eyes and saw his face bent down in front of mine. His eyes were big and round and beautiful. God, they were gorgeous!

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I’ll go more slowly.” I gave him a reassuring smile, telling him that he was doing fine – as if I knew how it was supposed to be done.

JP lubed my butt up some more and slowly, carefully, started again. This time, it slid in more easily. It hurt a lot, but nowhere near as much as the first time. I guess I just had to get through the barrier. I felt his dick penetrate a little further and another intense wave of pain blasted through my body. I squeezed my eyes shut and reached for my boyfriend’s arm. He caught what I was trying to do and immediately clutched my hand in a comforting grip.

“I’ll stop here for a bit,” he said. “The pain will start to go away in a second.” I could hear the deep concern in his words and knew he would be right.

Sure enough, the pain started subsiding and the easing of my grip in his told him to proceed. He did. I tried to control my breathing, but the incredible sensation of my first anal sex experience was overwhelming. After another inch or so, he stopped again, knowing that he had to wait for the pain.

We continued this pattern until about half of his cock was up my ass. Each time, however, the pain got less and less until all that was left was the strange feeling of my boyfriend’s huge cock inside of me. I began to like it.

Suddenly, JP collapsed on top of me, the entire length of his dick fully gliding effortlessly up my butt. A surge of sharp pain roared through me, literally taking my breath away.

“Oh my God,” he hissed worriedly. “Are you ok, Matt?”

Once I caught my breath, I quickly realized what had just happened. My boyfriend’s perfect body was on top of mine, his pelvis against my butt. His massive cock – all eight and a half inches of it – was completely inside of me – shit, he was inside of me! The moment I – both of us – had dreamed about ever since we met, whether we knew it or not, had finally arrived. And man, did it feel…oh shit, I can’t find the word.

“Are you alright?” JP repeated.

I nodded, speechless from the euphoria. The pain was long gone and this felt beyond good. I closed my eyes and let in soak in. It was better than I could have ever dreamed. The two of us lay there for a moment, his head on top of mine, taking in every sensation.

“You ready?” he finally asked. I moved my head in agreement, his breath flowing softly into my ear. I had almost forgotten that this was only half of it.

As his voice wafted through my head, he cautiously started moving his hips. We moved in rhythm for a while, and then slowed. JP was getting close – we both were. Then, he started pumping harder and I went with him. There simply was no stopping us. He pumped harder and harder and I went with him, slamming myself against him as he slammed himself into me. Both of us began grunting and moaning louder and louder – I grabbed onto the headboard for dear life as JP wrapped his muscular arms around me for stability. Sweat was pouring off our bodies, but we didn’t care.

Somehow, he found my aching cock and began jacking me off at the same time. It was about all I could possibly take. I blew the biggest load of my life underneath me – I practically felt my cum hit my chin. It was by far the most intense orgasm I had ever had.

At the same exact instant, JP unloaded into me, shooting torrents of his superior jizz inside my body. Load after load of his thick, juicy spunk blasted through me, its warmth reverberating through every muscle and every nerve. I shrieked, unable to control any part of me.

And that’s when I blacked out. •