Mi Carino

“Rest a bit longer… The night’s not over yet…” I gave a deeper kiss, my lips sweeping across his before settling in to touch my tongue to his. His responding shiver caused my lips to curl into a grin. The feel of cold metal against my side brought my thoughts to his belly button and the small charm that hung from it. I trailed fingers down his chest, twisting playfully at the charm. His reaction was a beautiful twist and arch into my arms. I could feel him becoming aroused again against my thigh.

“Mi cariño… before this starts… do you have any lube?” I was concerned as to whether or not there was any available lube. The sweetly confused look that flit across his face gave me an answer plain as day.

No Lube.

“Iie...” His blush and little negative shake of head reinforced the lack of lube in his house. I was curious. Almost every guy that I’d ever been with had had lube on hand, well except for the one virgin that I had found on my desk with another guy… but he was a virgin…

Don’t tell me…

He couldn’t be, could he?

Alenjandro… a virgin?

“Mi cariño… you have slept with a guy before right?” I spoke hesitantly as my hand roamed up and down his abdomen. The blush grew under my gaze and I sighed, waiting for a verbal answer.

“Iie…” His voice was quiet, almost inaudible. I sighed and pushed up, letting him slip off my chest to rest against the comforter. His eyes widened as I loomed over him.

“You sure mi cariño?” His eyes were wary and I sighed, pushing up and away from him. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and was about to stand up when his arms lashed around my waist.

“Wait Wulf… I’m nervous… Don’t go…” His voice was shaking with what I assumed would be tears. I gently pried his hands apart and eased him back away from him. His frantic struggles told me he thought I was leaving. I turned, dragging one knee back onto the cover. I pounced on him, being careful not to drop all my weight onto him as I smiled over his prone body.

Silver trails marked his cheeks and I kissed them gently, making sure to get every bit of moisture. His arms looped around my ribs and I dipped lower to gently nip at his neck before licking along his protruding collarbone. He shivered under me and propped one leg up beside me. His thigh rose beside my hip and I let a hand trail along the exposed thigh, caressing the silky skin, feeling the goose bumps rise up under my touch.

“It’s ok mi cariño. Relax and tell me to stop when you want to.” I spoke the words into the skin of his shoulder. His teeth fastened on my earlobe in response and I gave a soft laugh, gently tugging my ear free so that I could touch my kiss-swollen lips to his. His tongue danced with mine as I slid my hand over his hip and into his groin, feeling the swelling flesh there. He wasn’t fully aroused yet, but he was close. I rubbed my own aching member against his, feeling his gasp as I separated our mouths to suck on one of his pert nipples.

“Wulf!” His voice was strained as I took the chance to nip at his exposed throat before turning to the other nipple. His fingers dug into my back, nails pressing hard enough to pierce skin. He arched his hips up into mine, forcing a gasp from me, which in turn made me let go of the nipple I had been gently biting. One hand wove into my hair, tugging the short strands in a mindless demand. I let my hand slip past his swollen member, past the twin curves of his balls and back to his entrance. I ran a finger lightly over it and he flinched and tensed under me.

“Relax…” I spoke softly before letting my hand trail back past it again. Once again he tensed. I returned to my teasing, strewing kisses down his front, stopping to tug at the belly button bar with my teeth for the longest time. His hips arched, demanding my attention there again. I lifted my lips from his body and watched as his eyes opened, searching for me. His hand was still in my hair, but it didn’t pull me back to him, it just rested there as his eyes searched mine.

“Wulf?”

“On your stomach… I want to kiss your back.” He nodded and I rolled off him, giving him ample room to turn over. Once he was on his stomach, I straddled his petite form and trailed kisses down his back. He slowly relaxed, but once I reached the small of his back, he was tense again. I ignored it and gently coaxed him onto his knees. I pushed his knees far apart and sank down behind him to lay a gentle kiss over his puckered entrance.

He was so tense that he was quivering with the effort to hold his muscles still. I just continued to lap gently at the opening, waiting for him to relax under me. I trailed one hand along his flank, curving under him to tweak a nipple in hopes of distracting him.

“Wulf!” His voice sounded as if it had been forced from his body and I felt him relax under me. I continued to gently lap at him, feeling the entrance slowly relax. I dipped the tip of my tongue inside and he squirmed under me. I returned to just lapping when I felt him tense under the alien feeling.

“You need to trust me, mi cariño… Nothing will happen if you’re too tense.” I ran the hand that had tweaked his nipple down his back to rub soothingly in the small of his back while I rested my cheek against his right buttock.

“Wulf… please…” His body shivered under me and I smiled, turning my attention back to his opening. The problem was, I couldn’t do much more without proper lube.

“We need lube, mi cariño… do you have any shower gel?” I hoped to hell he had some. Using other substances could lead to dangerous results the next morning. He twisted under me, trying to get his brain functioning again.

“Si, in the bottom of the shower, it’s a green bottle.” I rolled away from Alenjandro and padded towards the bathroom. Stepping on the cold tile was shocking and I think I might have squeaked in shock or outrage at the coldness of the tiles against my bare soles. I found the shower gel in the shower base and turned to find Alenjandro sitting on the edge of the bed, watching me with a smile across his lips. I stepped back to his side and pushed at his shoulder until he scooted back up the bed.

I sank down beside him and pressed a kiss to his lips. His arms wrapped around me like octopus tentacles, not that I minded. The feel of his hot skin pressed against mine did things for me that could probably be branded immoral in several countries…

“Found it.” I spoke when the kiss broke and he smiled acceptingly as I set the cold bottle on his stomach. His whole body tensed at the cold and slightly wet feeling. He lifted a hand to grab the bottle off his stomach. He stared at it quizzically.

“What exactly do we use it for Wulf?” His voice was tentative and I sighed before lifting one hand to press against mine.

“You know friction right? You know how much a friction burn hurts on your palm… multiply that by about a thousand and that’s how it feels to have sex without lube for both of us.” His expression flinched and he stared at me in surprise.

“Really?”

“Unless of course you’re a slut that has no feeling left, it hurts…” I winced at my wonderful terminology as his eyes became dim with worry. I didn’t like that look.

I drew him close and kissed him, trying to make him forget all the questions and scary answers I had given him. His arms wrapped around me, dropping the shower gel to beside us on the bed. I could feel the heat of his erection against my stomach and I arched my back, pressing my stomach tighter against his swollen flesh. His groan made me smile as his teeth latched onto my ear again. I grabbed the shower gel in one hand, allowing the other to play across the engorged member pressing against my stomach. His gasp made me smile as I let my lips trail down his neck, licking at his salty skin.

The problem was, one of my hands was occupied with Alenjandro and the other was holding the bottle. I pushed back to kneel between his spread thighs. He blushed as I met his gaze. I opened the bottle of shower gel and squeezed some into my palm. Fuck it was cold… just like those blasted tiles. I sighed and spread it around my fingers. Once it was spread around sufficiently, I leant back down over Alenjandro and trailed my lips over his. His hand wound into my hair, tugging me closer. I let his tongue tangle with mine as I trailed the gel-covered fingers down his thigh, curving around the silken limb, tracing the gentle arc of his right buttock.

I brushed my slick fingers over his opening, feeling him tense again. His hand tightened in my hair. I arched against his hand, making sure he didn’t pull too hard on the strands. His other hand was hovering over my hip. I tilted a little, pushing my hip into his hand in encouragement. Exploring his body was fun, but letting him explore mine was more tempting. His fingers crept around my hip, inching closer to my groin. While his fingers crept across my skin, I pressed one of my gel-coated fingers against his entrance. He arched away from the touch, so I bit the junction of shoulder and neck.

He shuddered under me, relaxing under me and I pressed the finger deeper, watching for any pain in his expression. He felt so tight around my finger. I gently curled the finger, hoping to stretch him without causing undue pain. I wanted his first time to be about the pleasure, not the pain. He tensed as I twisted my finger and I stilled, sighing against the teeth-marked skin of the curve of his neck where it turned to shoulder.

“Relax mi cariño, it will hurt if you don’t.” I spoke against his earlobe as his teeth sank into mine. The feel of his teeth against my ear made a shiver run down my spine. The hand in my hair loosened and trailed down to pinch my other earlobe. The feel of his teeth shifting the sleepers in my ear caused another shiver. I tried to be extra gentle when I pushed a second finger into his tensed opening. His back arched in pain and I cursed at myself and I worked the fingers back and forth inside him.

“Relax…” I spoke with my lips pressed against the pulse in the side of his neck. He bit harder against my earlobe. I smiled before lightly biting at his pulse. He arched under me, accidentally pushing my fingers in deeper. I used the opportunity to scissor the fingers inside him, carefully feeling for him to flinch. His leg slipped over so that his foot rested between my two legs. The feel of him was almost too much to bear. I pressed deeper, gently tugging my ear from between his teeth. I pushed up so that I could meet his gaze. His eyes were glazed and I gently drew my fingers back, hoping the glaze would disappear. His smile was strained, so I pressed a tender kiss against his kiss engorged lips.

Carefully working a third finger in, I felt his gasp of pain against my kiss. I waited, keeping my fingers still, hoping that the pain would fade quickly. His back arched under me and I sank my teeth into the already marked area between his neck and shoulder. His teeth grabbed my earlobe in retaliation. I took that as a sign that he was ok with the feel of three fingers inside him. I let go of his flesh and gently spread my fingers apart. His hips arched up off the bed and his other leg slid over my hip to settle between my legs. The feel of his legs and hips cradling me was almost enough to undo me.

“Wulf!” His voice broke the silence around us and I curled my fingers inside him, watching as his beautiful face changed, his mouth opening in cry that sounded like a mix between pleasure and pain, his head arching back to expose a pale throat. I gently thrust my fingers into and out of his slowly relaxing entrance, watching as his face flooded with the pleasure of hitting his prostate with every thrust of my fingers.

“AH!” His voice roared through the room and echoed back slightly through the empty apartment. I withdrew my fingers and reached for the discarded shower gel bottle. I squeezed a small amount onto my hand before liberally spreading it over my erection. Alenjandro had pushed up onto his elbows to watch me. I smiled and caught one of his hands, drawing it close, transferring the shower gel to his hand, guiding it to my aching member. His touch was hesitant and I smiled, gently thrusting into his hand to encourage him. His grip tightened around me. I drew away from his touch, leaning back over him so that he lay back flat against the comforter again. His arm slinked around my shoulders while the other got a gentle hold on my hip. I used one hand to prop me up and the other to wrap his legs more tightly around my waist. I used my free hand to guide myself to his entrance. His entire body tensed, his legs squeezing around my waist.

“Mi cariño, relax… this will hurt if you don’t. If you don’t like this we’ll stop… trust me, mi cariño…” I used my hand to trace circles on his stomach, waiting as he relaxed. I shifted my hips when he was relaxed enough and lifted my hand from my stomach to lead my member into his opening. His hand tensed on my shoulder, gripping it tightly. I eased the head inside and felt his entire body rebel at the feel of it, tensing against me.

“Easy…” I spoke softly against his shoulder, tracing patterns on his skin with my tongue. His hand tightened on my hip as well, shifting under me, trying to ease the pain. He finally stilled and I lowered my shoulder to him, using my hand to lift his head to my shoulder.

“Bite when it hurts.” I spoke softly in his ear before pushing in further. His whole body arched in my arms as his teeth sank into my shoulder. The pain didn’t register as the pleasure of being squeezed inside his hot tight passage overruled all feelings of pain. I waited, gently rubbing circles on his stomach, feeling him slowly adjust to me being inside him. I pressed forward again, feeling his body’s natural response trying to expel me. I continued to push until I was well seated inside him. My hips pressed against him, my lips against the top curve of his ear. His teeth had probably drawn blood, but his grip was lessening as his walls clamped down on me, squeezing me almost to the point of pain. I rolled my hips against him, running my tongue along the upper curve of his ear.

“Alright mi cariño?” I sank my teeth into the curve of his ear. He arched and dug his fingernails into my back.