Love Me

The words were softly spoken, the meaning simple and clear. But to Kale, it was a request he couldn't fulfill. As the hot-bodied boy above him raked blunt nails along the sensitive strip of skin right below his waistband, the brunette felt himself all too close to that blinding edge of release. Vander's words from right after their first kiss rang through his head.

“Jesus that was quick!”

Would he come too soon again? Kale was terrified of disappointing his bedmate. Even more nerve-racking was the knowledge that Vander was obviously well trained in the arts of lovemaking, and Kale was so painfully chaste, only recently beginning to explore himself intimately. With the presence of a another body, it was swiftly overwhelming him.

Kale refused to turn over. He feared he would come almost immediately if he was touched from the front.

“If you don't turn over, I'll just have to play from here, you know.”

What did he mean by that? Didn't the boy already say that he didn't top? Curious as to what the boy meant, Kale lay still, but comprehension dawned when he felt his pants and underwear being yanked down in one swift move, baring the globes of his ass to hungry eyes.

“Very nice.” Said an approving voice. “So smooth, and firm too. Do you play football of something?” A lone finger stroked the small of his back, right above the cleft of his cheeks, and he shivered as jolts raced up his spine.

“Swim team!” He wheezed out breathlessly. “Four years in high school and-Oh!” He gasped as two heated palms groped at him, kneading the fleshy mounds between rolling fingers.

“You're so sensitive here. That's nice. Means we can have some fun with it...” Vander continued to squeeze and massage the responsive area, then leaned forward and whispered in Kale's ear, assuaging his fears. “But don't worry, I won't put anything 'up your butt'.” The giggle that followed made Kale's cheeks burn.

Both sets of them.

“No way! Your ass is blushing!” There was some rustling behind him, then his shirt was shoved up to his shoulders and he jumped as something wet and cold was dribbled down his back.

“What's that?!” He shrieked, alarmed at the sensation.

“Shhh...don't worry. It's just lube. I'm just gonna give you a little massage because you are waaay too tense.” Nimble fingers spread the gel across his heated skin and he sighed at the soothing caress. The scent of strawberries filled the room.

“What's-”

“It's strawberry scented. Isn't it nice?”

“Mmm...” Kale murmured, eyes slipping shut.

For several quiet minutes, Kale's back muscles were stretched, stroked, and pressed into a mass of liquid flesh. His tension had left him and he was content, unconcerned about what was too come. He didn't even protest when he felt hands massaging the smooth planes of his ass.

“There...That's much better.” Came a whispered coo from above him. “Now, would you like to try something a little different? It'll feel weird at first, but I promise you'll like it.”

Kale could only mumble his permission, almost drifting away.

But he came crashing back to reality and shoved his chest away from the mattress when a slick finger suddenly trailed down between his buttocks. “Hey! Don't-”

“Shhh, just relax. Enjoy it.” The smaller boy spoke with authority and Kale gulped as that finger wiggled in between his legs, pressing down against the back of his balls and into the short path of skin behind them.

When no further intrusion was attempted, Kale let his head fall back onto the bed, eyes closed at the oddly pleasurable pulse when his sac was fondled and rolled between those slippery fingers. His cock throbbed, pressing against the mattress and trying to escape the confines of his pants.

There was slight movement above him as Vander scooted backwards down Kale's strong thighs then bent over and pressed a gentle kiss to his spine. A hot tongue followed and caused him to whimper in ecstasy.

“Mmm, yummy. It's strawberry flavored too.” Kale could almost hear the wink in that voice and smiled in spite of his apprehension. The bluenette began to lick off the remaining layer of oil on his skin and left fiery trails of pleasure zinging through his body.

As that hot mouth moved lower, he tensed again, but a rather forceful hand pressed between his legs against the back of his testicles and he bucked his hips into the mattress at the jolt it caused.

While he was distracted, he almost didn't notice that the tongue on his skin was coming dangerously close to his buttocks, but he didn't even have time to register his shock as fingers pried his cheeks apart and a sneaky tongue licked at the puckered flesh of his anus.

“Evander!” Utterly mortified, Kale clenched his ass muscles and peeked alarmingly over his shoulder. “Don't do that! That's disgusting!”

His reply was a lazy smirk. “No, it's not. You took a shower right before I got here, right?”

“Yeah but-”

“What's the problem then?” Vander's tone was so nonchalant that Kale almost doubted that it was a big deal.

He bit his lip between his teeth as he fought to think why it was so horrible what the boy had done to him. Even as he searched for a reason, he remembered the quick spike of pleasure that had shot through his groin at the brief touch. “Well...It's...That's a...private place...” He trailed off lamely.

Vander snorted. “And where exactly do you plan of fucking me later? I don't have many options for your dick to go, you know.”

Kale only blushed, burrowing back into the thick sheets and mumbling quietly.

“How about...you let me do that for just a minute, then if you really don't like it, I'll stop. Okay?”

At first, Kale was silent, but he couldn't find anything to argue with the logic so he just nodded mutely, sliding his hands to his face and hiding behind them. Vander bent back over him and pulled his cheeks apart again, exposing his opening.

There was another tentative swirl of that tongue, then when Kale only shivered and grunted into the sheets, it flattened and slicked up the furrow of his ass and licked him like a lollipop.

Helpless against the sensations, Kale lay taut on the bed, riding out the odd waves of heat that pulsed through his body. Vander continued to lick at him, wiggling his tongue against that tender vortex of skin, and Kale found himself unconsciously spreading his legs ever so slightly.

“See? You do like it.” Hot breath ghosted over his ticklish flesh and a gentle hand caressed one cheek. “Kale?”

“Hmm...?” Came the faraway response.

“Do you trust me?”

“Huh?” Was the slightly more aware reply.

“I need you to trust me. Don't freak out or else you might hurt me.”

With such vaguely alarming words, Kale grew increasingly alert and he waited to see what the other boy had planned.

His answer was a slick finger swiftly pressing against his opening, then slipping into him before he could even tense. A harsh bark of surprise flew from his lips.

“NO! You said you wouldn't do that!” He wanted desperately to buck his hips or kick his legs, anything to get the boy away and that intrusive finger out of him, but he lay still, remembering Vander's words. He didn't want to accidentally hurt him.

Vander shrugged. “I lied.”

The digit began to wiggle inside of him and he wasn't sure if he liked it, feeling painfully vulnerable and exposed. “Get it out...” His voice was unnaturally quiet and he blushed at his own weakness.

“Hang on, hang on. I'm just trying to...Dammit, it's so much easier finding it in myself...” Then there was a brush against something inside of him and Kale couldn't help it. He yelped and ground his hips into the mattress, kicking out at the faint wisp of something intense cut through him.

“Yay! I found it, Baby.”

Panting heavily, brown eyes dazedly slid back to glance at the boy straddling him. “Found wha?”

He got a giggle. “Your prostate, duh! Doesn't it feel good?”

Kale nodded slowly, not trusting his voice.

“Alright, now get ready for something extreme.” The small boy shifted forward lay on Kale's broad back, finger never leaving it's hidey-hole, and kissed his neck. “Just relax or you'll strain something.” Then that probing finger curled and pressed hard into the same spot without warning.

“Agh! Nnnggg...Haa...Uhggn...Oh GOD!” Kale moaned brokenly as he was stroked from the inside and his hips bucked into the sheets, seeking relief from the blinding spike of pleasure slamming into his gut. “Evander! Stop! Stop or I'll...!”

The boy licked along his spine and continued to pet him, smirking against his sweaty skin. “Then do it. Let go.” To punctuate his command, he sunk his pearly teeth into the meaty flesh of Kale's shoulder muscle and sucked hard, sure to leave a mark.

“Ah...Ah...Ah...Ughhhn!” With another harsh shout, Kale clenched his fingers into the sheets and dug his toes into the comforter as he felt a white-hot orgasm rip through him, stealing his breath and rational thought along with it.

He convulsed weakly and sank into the soft sheets, breathing raggedly.

Dimly, he registered that the weight that had been atop him and the digit that had been inside him were gone, and soft hands were trying to roll him over. His blank mind perked enough to help him out and he rolled onto his back.

“Good boy. Now lift your hips for me, okay?”

Kale still wasn't completely coherent, but he lifted his hips and understood that his pants were being pulled off the rest of the way. “Holy shit, you came a lot! What, have you been stockpiling it or something?”

The gentle teasing words pulled at Kale's consciousness and he slowly drifted back into his body. Then he noticed that the weight beside him was gone, and he was alone on the bed. “Van?” Kale felt abruptly depressed. Was that all there was? Did he already leave?

“Wipe that sad look off your face, I'm right here. Cripes, you're needy.” Kale turned to the doorway to see the bluenette walking over with a damp washcloth. His words were soft though, and he was smiling very happily.

The mattress dipped as he climbed back beside him and began to wipe him clean. Kale was too relaxed to feel embarrassed for once. “You know...” The smirking boy beside him began. “I was going to lick this off...But I thought that might freak you out. Am I right?”

He thought about it for a minute, imagining the boy harvesting his own seed off his skin, and he flushed even as his cock perked a little at the picture.

“I thought so.” He said with a laugh. “Alright, you're clean.” He discarded the wet rag over his shoulder and Kale heard it land on the floor.

He made a face at the thought of cleaning up his carpet afterwards.

“Hey, don't worry Baby. I threw it on your pants, which you'll have to wash anyway.” Small hands clapped together excitedly. “Alright! You ready for some sex, or should I make you cum again?”

“What do you mean by that?”

He sighed. “Virgins have notoriously short first times, unless they are properly prepared. Getting you to cum a couple times should numb you enough so we can have a nice long fuck.” This was explained patiently and clinically. It made Kale feel like some sort of experiment. “So, one more time or not?”

Kale, slightly offended, turned away. “I'd already jacked off in the shower.”

Blue brows raised in surprise. “Really? Right before I got here? Great! Let's got on with it then!”

Before Kale could resist, his shirt was being tugged over his head and he lay completely naked, awareness returning full-force as he clutched at the sheets and discreetly pulled an edge over his still semi-hard erection.

“Now now, don't start getting shy now. I've been knuckle-deep already so...” He laughed when Kale blushed right down to his toes. “God, seeing you get all red like that is such a turn-on.” Raising to his knees, Vander presented his thong-clad hips towards Kale expectantly.

Kale swallowed, not understanding what was wanted. “What?”

“Strip me.”

“Huh?!”

“If we're going to continue, it would help if I was naked.” Again, there was that gentle teasing and soft smile. Kale felt himself relaxing in that patient gaze, and he shifted forward to sit up, still holding onto the sheet like his life depended on it.

With trembling hands, he reached over and slid his fingers under the thin straps on either hip and slowly tugged down, pausing only momentarily before baring Vander's rock-hard cock. It sprang up and Kale was surprised. It was bigger than he expected. Not as big as his, but still larger than average for his size.

“Impressive, ain't it?” Kale glanced up to see lust-darkened eyes staring down at him. “Though not...quite...as...impressive...as...yours.” Each word was punctuated by a soft kiss on his face, ending up at his lips.

At that first delicate brush against his mouth, Kale realized hat this was the first time that they'd kissed the whole night, and he latched on, throwing his arms around the smaller boy and tugging him closer.

Vander's erection was digging into his chest, but Kale was too lost in the kiss to notice. Lips slid over each other and teeth clacked together, then Vander took the initiative and licked at Kale's parted lips only briefly before plunging his tongue inside and claiming Kale's own tongue as his. He suckled at the wet muscle and bit gently on the tip, lapping at it.

Vander broke the kiss and pressed their foreheads together, breathing heavily. “You're a better kisser tonight.”

“I am?”

“Yeah, have you been practicing since the last time?”

Kale blinked in wonder, shaking his head slowly. Vander was only the second person he'd ever kissed, and the first person he'd ever willingly kissed. “No, you're the only one.”

Blue-white eyes widened in utter disbelief. “No fucking way! I knew you were a virgin, but I'm really your first kiss?”

Kale nodded and slid his hands down that slender back, tired of talking and eager to continue with their previous activities. He grasped at the rounded buttocks and sank his fingers into soft flesh, kneading gently. Vander gasped and rocked his hips forward.

“Oh!” He slid down Kale's chest, leaving a faint trail of pre-cum and settled into his lap. “Well, let me just say that you have great instincts.”

Kale could feel his cock fitting comfortably into the groove of the blue-haired teen's ass and he began to get impatient. The boy could sense his anxiety and reached over to grab at the discarded condoms. Holding them up he read out-loud the types. “I had to guess at the size going by memory of how you felt the other night, but seeing you now, I think they might be a little snug. Not enough to hurt or anything, but just be warned, okay? Hmmm...Let's see what I've got... ultra-thin? Nope, you need the thickness...Uh, ribbed? Eek, I don't think we'll need any added sensation. Alright...” He clicked his tongue as he rifled through the various strips. “A-ha! I think a plain condom will do.” Blue-white eyes glanced at the brunette appraisingly. “Tch, better use the one with the reservoir tip...” The small plastic square was brought to pink lips and snagged between perfect teeth, ripping it open. “Do you know how to put this on?”

Kale stared at the round piece of latex and gulped, increasingly aware that he was about to have sex for the first time. He tightened his grip on the other's body and shook his head.

“Bad boy! Every sensible gay man should know how to do this. I'll show you okay? Just watch.” Without even a hint of hesitation, Vander reached between them and gripped Kale's fully-erect cock, causing him to jump at the sudden pulse it caused. Then he lowered his other hand which held the condom and centered it on the tip of his erection.

“First, make sure there's no air trapped in it, like this.” Kale watched, completely entranced at the sight of those slim fingers applying the condom. Vander pinched the end and then proceeded to gently roll the sides down his length, still holding onto the tip. “Don't shove it on or it could rip. Be slow. I can't tell you how many times some asshole has given me a scare because they couldn't be patient. Slapping it on like it was a steel glove or something then shoving inside me.”

Kale tore his eyes away from the fantastic sight to stare worriedly at the bluenette. Vander, misinterpreting his expression, waved his hand. “Don't worry, I'm clean. I get tested every few weeks, and I just had my last test a few days ago.”

He had been more worried about Vander's previous partners hurting him than about contracting something, but at his words he couldn't help but wonder if he had gotten tested right after meeting him.

Vander resumed rolling the condom and then held up his hands triumphantly. “There! All done. You ready for the next step?”

“What's the next step?”

Vander only grinned and snatched a packet of lube off the covers and ripped it open like he'd done with the condom. “Give me your hand.” Kale complied and held up one of his hands, using the other to prop behind him and hold them up. The lube was squeezed out into Vander's open palm and then presented to Kale.

“Dip your fingers in this. Make sure they are very wet.” Kale had an idea of what was going to happen and he hand shook as he did as he was asked, holding up his slick fingers and waiting for the next order.

But Vander didn't say anything, he just grabbed Kale's hand and pulled it around his back and trailed it down. Kale only had a moment to mentally prepare for what he was about to do, then his fingers were pressed in between soft cheeks and placed at the puckered entrance of the other boy.

“Do it.” Was the only instruction he got, but he took a deep breath and slid one shaking digit past that resisting ring of muscle, surprising him at the ease at which it opened up for him. This boy was definitely no virgin.

But his reaction was priceless. He arched his back at the intrusion and breathily moaned Kale's name.

Feeling bolder, Kale added a second finger and slowly began pumping in and out of the writhing body in his lap. Without a thought, he opened his fingers and began to scissor them as well.

Vander was pleased. “G-Good boy! Oh god, I knew you had good instincts!”

The flushed sweaty skin of the blue-haired teen was intoxicating and Kale bent his head to lick a droplet off of the neck bared in front of him. Vander mewled at the touch.

His voice was shaky and half lost in his ragged breathing, but Kale managed to get the words out. “I-I wanna do what you d-did earlier. Where...is it?”

“Just...crook your fingers forward and press into a spongy little-AH!”

Kale found his prostate and stroked it softly, not wanting it to end too soon but wanting to make his bed-mate scream out for him.

“Kale! Oh god, you have to stop!”

He did abruptly, afraid he had done something wrong. “Did I do it badly?”

Vander fell forward and slumped against his chest, breathing deeply. “No, you were very good. But I want to cum with you inside me.”

Those words electrified Kale, sending harsh heat through his cock and he moaned softly.

Vander lifted his head and bestowed a kiss on his lips once more. “Alright Baby, this is it. Lay back.”

Letting his back rest on the sheets, he was left momentarily alone as Vander took a shaky step off the bed and walked over to the wall on wobbly legs. He switched off the ceiling light, leaving only the faint glow from the lamp on Kale's bedside table. “Much better.” Then he returned to the bed and swiftly climbed back onto Kale's hips. With wise hands, he grasped Kale's condom-clad erection with the hand that was still slick with lube and coated him thoroughly, then lifted his rear, pressing back slightly onto the head. Before pressing through the tight muscles there, he paused and gave Kale a serious look. “Listen. You're gonna want to thrust up into me, but don't. Try to lay back and let me go at my own pace for now or else this is gonna hurt me. Understand?”

Kale nodded quickly, eyes wide and anxiety returning at the prospect of hurting the beautiful teen.

“Good.” Then he pressed down, Kale had to clench his teeth as the head of his cock was engulfed by searing heat and a crushing tightness he had never imagined was possible. His head fell back onto the sheets bonelessly.

“Oh god...”

Vander kept inching downward, slow enough to drive Kale insane and he desperately wanted to grab those slim hips and slam upwards. But he didn't. He held onto the sheets and fought to keep his body still.

Finally, the movement him stopped, and Kale heard strained panting above him. He opened his eyes, which he hadn't realized had been closed, and peered at Vander, who also had his eyes shut and had an unreadable expression on his flushed face.

“Does it...Does it hurt?” He panted anxiously, afraid of the pleasure being only one-sided.

Vander moaned in his throat and wiggled a little, sliding even deeper, before looking down with a genuine smile and shaking his head. “Not if it's done right, it doesn't.” He shifted his legs and tucked them beneath him, causing Kale's cock to change angles and making them both moan appreciatively. “And this is done perfectly.” He sank the last remaining inches and Kale watched himself disappear into that body. “Oh god! It fits like nothing I've ever felt before.”

Kale had to make sure. “But...You're not in any pain?”

Vander was beginning to pant in time with little twists of his hips, and Kale almost forgot his question, until the bluenette stilled and bent forward to firmly plant both palms securely onto his chest. “No, it's good. But there's always some discomfort in the beginning. Just let me stretch, then I'll let you play, okay?”

Brown eyes blinked in confusion at the words, silently asking what he had meant, then slid shut abruptly as the boy atop him did something with his internal muscles that had Kale digging his heels into the mattress to keep from humping upwards for all he was worth.

Time seemed to stretch by impossibly slow, and Kale was sweating buckets trying not to thrust, then Vander took a deep breath and sank down completely, his muscles finally relaxed.

“Alright Kale, you can do it.”

He was confused. “Do...what?”

Vander wiggled some more then stilled. “What do you want to do?”

“I want to...push into you.”

Vander pressed down on his chest and lifted his hips so only the head of Kale's cock stayed inside. “Then do that.”

With a slight whimper, Kale dug his fingers into supple fleshy hips and raised his knees as he planted his feet into the mattress, steadying him. Without warning, he thrust up into that tight heat even as he yanked the boy down to meet him. The resounding slap of skin was thrilling and they moaned in unison then Kale pulled his hips back for another push. Vander's nails were digging into his chest, but he didn't care. This was the most perfect moment of his life. Coupling with the gorgeous nymph above him.

“Ah...ah...So good, Baby...Don't stop!”

Each time that Kale pulled his hips downward, Vander would lift his own up. Then Kale would thrust up as the boy sank back down on him.

“Oh my god, Kale...Do it harder!”

He'd already thought he was doing it pretty hard, so Kale faltered for a moment unsure, hips jerking to a stop and chest heaving. Focusing on the teen before him, he took in the sweaty flushed skin, the eyes which were squeezed shut, and the harsh breaths rushing in and out of his parted moist lips.

At the cessation of movement, Vander's eyes popped open and glared at the brunette with a nearly feral expression. “Why'd you stop?!”

“Vander...I...” Kale panted raggedly and brown met blue suddenly in a moment of understanding. Vander fell forward as Kale reached up and their lips met at the same moment that Kale started thrusting again. Broad hands slid down a narrow back and fondled the bluenette's supple rear, holding him close as they undulated against each other. Vander rolled his hips and suckled on Kale's bruised lips, making him cry out.

They rocked with each other, not letting even an inch of skin separate them as they devoured the other's mouth with hungry bites and licks.

Eventually, Kale registered the slim hand between them as the boy stroked himself in time with Kale's thrusting. He slid one hand down the boy's stomach and swatted his hand away, gripping his cock in a strong grip.

“Yes! Mm Mm, oh god!”

Using his thumb, Kale swirled the head of the pulsing length and slowly fisted it up and down as his hips did the same.

“Van...I think...I'm close...” He gasped out between kisses.

“Me too...Just, let me lean back and then do it hard, okay?” Vander sat up and pressed down with his hips, never breaking eye contact.

Kale took a deep shaky breath and gripped the boy's hips hard enough to bruise him, but no complaint was made. Rearing back, Kale tightened his hold, then slammed up and deeply sheathed himself.

“Again!”

Kale pulled out and rocketed his hips up once more as he stroked Vander's cock. He pulled back once more and with a final firm squeeze, he felt the boy atop him tense even as he screamed his release.

“Oh Fuck! KALE!” Vander tightened his legs around Kale's hips and tore his nails down his chest, leaving angry red welts in their wake.

The boy's muscles clenched down almost painfully on Kale's straining cock, pulling him over the edge, and he came, crying out incoherently. “Gah...NnnGgg...Ahh!”

They collapsed together, Vander falling to Kale's chest and Kale sprawling on the mattress as he felt his muscles all go weak. They panted and shuddered while clutching at each other as they rode out the fading waves of their orgasm. Neither could speak for the first few minutes, both were breathing so heavily. Vander was the first to speak.

“We gotta get that condom off...” He shifted up shakily and Kale saw him wince slightly as he dismounted from Kale's cock, then a sweaty palm was sliding off the used condom.

As Vander shuffled over to the garbage can, he chuckled. “Good thing we used the reservoir tip.”

Then he was crawling back into the bed and laying down near Kale's almost unconscious form. He snuggled up to him and yanked the quilt over them.

Before he fell asleep, Kale wrapped his arms around the sweaty youth and pulled him close, kissing his forehead and hoping with all his heart that Vander would be there in the morning.

AN: To Be Continued!