****** My stories involve lots of dialogue. Emailers usually ask me how I remember all the words that I said nearly a year ago. Obviously, I can't. I can't even remember all conversations. But I do remember important days, moments, and even a few sentences. I have to paraphrase the rest, but it's sticks extremely truthfully to the real happenings. That said, this chapter involves my first full sexual encounter with Matt. ******
I looked away quickly as I remember that question in my head. "Are you a virgin?" I really had no idea what to say. Well, technically yes and no, my head swam with thoughts.
"Maybe I will have something to drink." I obviously avoided a question and he stood up when I did.
"Trae, man, it's okay if you are. I mean, I've never been fucked myself." He had given me just enough information that I could divulge, too.
"Me neither."
He was surprised. He looked at me. "Oh," he replied, "I didn't expect that."
I, myself thought that was a tad on the rude side, but I decided to let it go. I laughed it off. "I'm not a slut, you know!" I said a little too playfully.
He knew that he had said something wrong. "I know you're not a slut. I just thought, I mean look at you! You have to have had sex before."
As flattering as that was (really), I let it go. "Well, Matthew, I am a virgin. For God's sakes, call Ripley's."
"Funny joke." He teased. I had decided that the next move that we made was going to be his, since our first in the bathroom was definitely mine. I got it when he walked over to me and leaned down and kissed me. He tasted so good that I didn't want to stop. It was sweet, as sweet as the first one. But then he got more into it. I pulled on the back of his head and twined my fingers in his shaggy hair.
He pulled away to catch his breath and I felt his dick on my leg through the relative thin fabric of his attire. He put his lips down to my neck and sucked there. He definitely knew what he was doing, and I did not want him to stop no matter what. He ran his hands down to my back, and pulled me toward his bare chest.
"This is so unreal," I whispered, "is this really happening?"
"I hope so, cause it's gonna happen again," he kissed, "and again, and again." We both snickered. I felt my hands running down his smooth back and feeling the band of his pants, and I wanted so bad to pull them down, but I didn't know if that was off limits, since we were into it big time now.
"You can." He broke away from me, and helped me get them to his feet and step out of them. "Now you're overdressed."
"Yeah, it seems like it." I looked at us now. I was completely clothed, shoes and all, while he had nothing on.
"Can I?" He pulled on my sweater, and quickly got it off my head. "You smell good."
"Eternity."
"I hope so." He giggled. Oh my God, spare me the Hallmark messages, I thought. But I couldn't say anything.
He got on his knees and this time I was the one standing over him. He ran his hands up my thighs, and found the belt, and undid it. Finishing my clothes, boxers and all, I was naked in someone else's house. Kitchen at that.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him again. "How far do you want to take this, Matthew?"
"Call me Matt. Please. It's so much more personal."
"Gotcha." By that I knew he meant to take it farther than kissing. We walked, him leading with my arms secured around his waist, up to his room. Getting up the stairs like that was a journey, but I enjoyed the view.
He flipped on the light and I saw the All American boy's room. Baseball and swimming trophies adorned his wall. Pictures of him and what I assumed was his family was blown to a full-sized poster in the middle of a wall.
"No girls, no guys, huh?" I wondered.
"Nah, I don't wanna make the 'rents wonder. So I decided on keeping it basic." He was right. My room, on the other hand, was filled with all of my female friends' pictures.
"The bed." I pointed. "Magical."
"You have no idea." He walked past me and sat down and spread his legs. I would love to give this another try."
"Yeah, I'd love that, too." I got on my knees and knelt before his dick once again. I kissed his inner thigh and quickly met the head for a second time. This time, I took my time, applying as much pressure to make him moan, but not to bring on anything too soon. He kept his hand on my head the entire time as I bobbed up and down. He was lying completely backwards on his bed, letting his whole body go as I rocked him.
"I want you to feel this, Trae. Don't let me cum yet." He pleaded. As much as I didn't want to, I released his cock from my mouth, and it fell back to meet his balls.
He got up and patted the bed for me sit beside him. He kissed me again and I let some of the precum dribble into his mouth. "Thanks." He said. I moved up to where I was sitting in the middle of the bed and he got between my legs. When he started sucking me off, I almost nutted right then and there. I held it and surrendered my body to his tongue. I again tangled my fingers into his hair and felt his head and neck go down with every sensation that it caused.
I finally cummed in his mouth. I shot probably five loads and he let none go to waste. He got back on his knees, and we made out some more. "Thank you, Matt."
"You're welcome." He gave back to me.
"What about you?" I wanted genuinely to let him have the same pleasure that I experienced.
"Sorry." I looked down between my legs and saw semen all over his blanket. "I got a little too excited a minute ago."
"Awww." I felt his stubble with my chin and licked his lips. "Hey what time is it?"
"About ten." He looked over at the clock. "But don't worry. My parents are gone till tomorrow afternoon."
"Well, how long can I stay?" I wondered as I rubbed his arm.
"Can you sleep over?" His face lit up and his teeth shined through the darkened room.
"Yeah, let me call my dad." Luckily I had brought my cell with me. I went downstairs to get it. I told him that I had stayed at Katie' house and would go to school with her the next day. He generally lets me go wherever I want, so he was fine with it, (as long as I got my homework done.)
I went back upstairs and found him wearing boxers, lying on his bed, watching TV. "Can you stay?"
"Yeah, till school tomorrow." He was lying stomach down so I climbed on him and felt his ass beneath me. I rubbed it and his lower back, and then leaned down to kiss the back of his neck. "Can I sleep here?"
The bed was probably a Queen size, and could fit two of us comfortably. I was pretty sure that we wouldn't be sleeping that far apart, anyway. We both got a shower, of course at the same time, and besides the usual love-petting, nothing groundbreaking happened in there.
Climbing into bed with both of us wearing nothing, millions of thoughts were culminating all at once in my brain. I wanted to get it all sorted out. I had a bunch of questions to ask him that I thought I deserved to know, since I had become intimate with him. Like, how many partners he has had, etc.
I deciding on asking him one now. "Have you ever had a boyfriend, Matt?" I asked him in the dark, with his arm wrapped safely around me from behind.
"Uh yeah, one. Why?"
"Oh, just curious. No reason." I really didn't have one. I just wanted to make conversation. Being about midnight, I realized that once we started talking about past romances, we would never get to sleep.
"Good night, Trae." He kissed me on the lips once more. I replied and did the same to him.
"I don't know what we're doing, but I sure am enjoying it." I added.
"Yeah, it feels like a dream. It's so weird. Just think I met you today in the bathroom of that damn school, and..." I stopped talking. He was asleep. A quiet snore resonated from his throat. He was gorgeous and I really liked him.
I lay there in pretty much a stranger's room for quite a while when I, too, finally dozed off to sleep.
****** Well, that was hard for me to piece together from more than a year's memory blocking it. This relationship has been good for me, even though we've had our ups and downs. I tried to include everything important in this chapter, but I'm sure some things have been left out. Please email me for any questions about my current status of relationship with Matt. Sam311311@msn.com Trae