His First

His First: Chapter Four: You Will Be Good


They stopped just inside Brendan’s bedroom door. Colin pressed himself into Brendan’s back. He slid his hands up the sinewy arms and nuzzled the crook of Brendan’s neck as the boy craned backwards. He planted small kisses covering Brendan’s slight shoulders and neck until the boy twisted far enough around to offer his lips. Colin graciously accepted the boy’s gift.

They kissed again not as demanding as some they had shared earlier but definitely as enjoyable. Brendan felt the stirring begin low in his belly. The feeling wasn’t so alien to him this time. Colin’s hands ventured under his shirt again, touching him all over. He released Colin’s lips and relaxed back into the man. He catalogued the sensations to keep from getting lost: hands roaming his chest, warm breath in his ear, solid body pulsing from behind and heat rising from everywhere.

Colin stroked and caressed Brendan’s form. He tried not to rub his hard cock too obviously against the boy’s backside. As much as was possible, he wanted Brendan to lead him, to show Colin what he needed. Still, the body pressed to his front felt divine. Holding back took all of his self-control.

Brendan turned in Colin’s embrace. Their arms draped around each other’s bodies. Hazel eyes peered up into cool blue ones. They swayed slightly in the semidarkness. Brendan brushed his face against Colin’s. Colin answered the touch in kind. Their faces began a soft dance just touching and brushing against each other. Warm breath from open mouths spilled across cool cheeks and closed eyes. Their lower bodies likewise drifted into brief sensuous contact then separated only to comeback together again.

As the hands sliding under his shirt ventured up his back Brendan lifted his arms. With out hesitation Colin continued up and over until the garment flowed from his hands into a soft pile at their feet. Colin held Brendan’s gaze as his hands touched again this time new found freedom.

Brendan closed his eyes. The awareness of being revealed, scrutinized, and caressed tinged his heady reverie with apprehension. ‘What’s going to happen? Whatever you want to happen.’ He wanted…he needed but…too afraid to even think it. Oh, God!

Colin bent down to suck at the hollow of Brendan’s bare throat. Long fingers quickly fisted into Colin’s blond hair. He more than heard Brendan gasp, he felt it. Brendan’s chest heaved nicely beneath Colin as his mouth began to explore more of the delicious exposed skin.

Brendan arched into Colin’s mouth brushing the front of their hips together. He cooed as the wet mouth left chilling trails across his skin. His legs felt like they were going to give. Another jolt of pleasure assaulted him as Coin’s wet mouth and lively tongue enveloped a sensitive nipple.

Colin felt Brendan dip as he laved his tongue over the pebble of flesh sucking and nipping at it as if he teased it enough he could drink form it. He tightened his hold on the boy’s lower body effectively crushing them together to hold Brendan up right.

Brendan held on to the head sucking at him. He whimpered as he felt his throbbing erection pressed against Collin. A shiver ran through his frame as one thoroughly trounced nipple was left to cool in the air as Colin attacked the other. A firm, strong hand stoked down his backside and pulled at his thigh fondling him, encouraging him to lift his leg and wrap it around Colin. But he couldn’t. He already felt unsteady and unaware of where his body began and ended. He needed to breath.

Brendan pushed at Colin’s shoulder, his feet shifting him away. Colin slunk back up to Brendan’s mouth for a kiss. He wondered why the boy was stopping while he wanted to keep going so badly. He whined as Brendan broke their contact.

Brendan thought Colin looked a little hurt as he pulled away. He turned from his friend and walked to his bed. He wondered if he was ready for this. He wondered what it would be like spread underneath Colin open and vulnerable.

Colin watched from the doorway as Brendan walked to his bed. The boy’s slender arms artfully lifted into the air. He watched the play of muscles across Brendan’s back, expanding and contracting, as he held his arms up. Long thin fingers worked into the twists of elastic to remove the bands holding his hair up. Something so simple, so ordinary. It made Colin’s cock jump and his heart groan.

Brendan tossed the bands on the table. He steadied himself for what he was going to do next. The boy shot a glance at Colin from over his shoulder as he turned down the covers of his bed. He told Colin to close the door as he slid onto the bed with his pants still on.

Colin thought his heart would burst right through his chest. He shut the door blocking out most of the light. All they had now was the eerie bluish light cast by the street lamps outside Brendan’s window. He could see Brendan lying stiffly on his back as he walked to the unoccupied side of the bed. Colin toed off his shoes and began removing his shirt.

‘WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING?!?!’ Brendan screamed inside his head. ‘Michael’s gonna fucking kill me when he finds out. Stop now! Stop now! Stop now!’ The matress dipped as Colin got into bed with him. ‘Oh shit. He’s going to hate me. It’s going to be awful and Colin’s going to HATE me…’

Colin lay down to face Brendan. He could feel the boy tense as he slid close. Leaning up on one elbow he looked down into the wide wondering eyes. He smiled softly and slid his hand through Brendan’s loose hair. It was thick and soft. The silky waves curled neatly around his fingers caressing him as he sifted through. He looked again to the boy’s serious face. “We don’t have to do anything, you know. We can just lie here.”

“I know,” Brendan nodded. He closed his eyes as the fingers in his hair continued to stoke and console him. Colin had already done so much for him tonight.

Colin eased himself down and lay just against Brendan. He slid his fingers from Brendan’s hair and rest his arm across the slim chest. His hand molded to Brendan’s neck leaving his thumb free to lightly stroke the nervous boy’s jaw. He snuggled his face between Brendan’s ear and a soft pillow. “Are you afraid?” he asked.

Brendan was slowly easing into the feel of someone next to him in bed. “Maybe,” he breathed.

Colin squeezed Brendan just a little, “Are you …afraid of me?”

The warmth of Colin’s hushed words, the small movements of the man’s fingers, the reassurance that he wouldn’t do anything Brendan didn’t want him to do crept over him. No, he wasn’t afraid of Colin.

“No,”

Colin kissed just in front of Brendan’s ear and whispered, “Then tell me ...”

Colin leaned into the sweet lips pressing against his cheek and let go of his fear. “I don’t know how to….I mean, you’ve done so much…I’m just afraid that I won’t….What if I’m bad-”

Colin quickly covered Brendan’s mouth with his hand effectively silencing the young man. He licked the boy’s ear whispering, “You won’t be bad.” Colin gently took the boy’s hand and brought it over to the front of his pants. He held Brendan’s palm against his hardness. “Can you feel me?” Colin pushed into Brendan’s inexperienced hand coaxing him to rub it lightly up and down Colin’s hard column of his flesh.

Brendan felt so awkward. He was touching Colin, feeling his excitement through his clothing. Looking into Colin’s face, he wanted to cry. The understanding and kindness that regarded him there was more than he ever could have expected.

Colin removed his hand from Brendan’s. It was up to Brendan to decide what to do next. After a short pause, Brendan’s fingers pressed in timidly exploring him. Colin closed his eyes and let the innocent touch affect him. He licked his lips and pressed forward into the unsure hand not quite grasping him. Oh it really was fantastic, so painfully slow and titillating.

Brendan shift onto his side moving closer to Colin and making it easier to touch...it. Him. His cock. Colin’s cock. In his hand. Hot. It was hot even through the layers of fabric.

Colin’s body began to tense. Brendan’s cautious touching was more exciting than any thing Colin had ever expeienced. He laid back and opened his legs in invitation. He lifted his arm and Brendan ducked underneath laying his head on Colin’s bare chest.

Brendan could feel Colin’s body shudder with pleasure beneath him. Pleasure that he was creating. He watched his hand slide up and down the mountain of Colin’s clothed flesh. As he slid down to the peak\'s origin, he dipped his hand just underneath. Colin gasped and jerked. Brendan pressed his hand against Colin stroking firmer right there. This time Collin thrust upwards gripping the sheets. Next, Brendan experimented with squeezing the rod through the fabric. It was amazing that just rubbing his hand along Colin’s front was so exciting. What would be like if he…

“Colin?” Brendan whispered.

Colin answered with a soft groan.

“Can I…should I….” Brendan asked as his hand traveled to the closures of Colin’s pants.

“Oh God yes…” Colin moaned.

Brendan opened the straining pants and Colin helped to ease them off and onto the floor. Colin lay back naked and open for Brendan, his ridged shaft protruding high into the air.

Brendan didn’t lie back down. He sat beside Colin leaning on one hand simply looking at the naked boy next to him. He fingered the blond trail of hair that led to Colin’s navel. He grinned when Colin mumbled something about no tickling. Turning back to his original mission, Brendan reached out and hesitantly ran his finger from the base of Colin’s cock up to the tip. He circled around the top and then trailed back down.

Colin gasped. The touch was feather light and excruciatingly wonderful. “Brendan,” he moaned, his hands tearing into the sheets. It was so delightful. His body was surging with sweet anticipation. “…good…”he breathed.

Brendan turned to watch Colin’s face for just a moment as he wrapped his hand around the pulsating rod. The older boy’s mouth drooped open and his eyes fluttered as if he couldn’t keep them open …or closed. Brendan wasn’t sure which. He slid his hand up and down the full length a few times before turning away from Colin’s face. He really liked the feel of it; hot, heavy, smooth so tactile in his hand. It was way different from touching himself. Climax was all that mattered when his hand was on his own cock so the pleasant feel of the organ sliding against his palm had never registered. He repeated it over and over again, slowly sliding up and down it, hypnotized by his hand’s steady rhythm.

Colin was trying to lay still and let Brendan investigate him, but he was loosing the battle. When Brendan’s hand squeezed tighter Colin whinnied and shook. The tension in his body was mounting, pushing him closer to climax. He had to stave it off. He would never have this again, Brendan’s newness, his wonder and curiosity. After this Brendan’s touch would be knowing and sure. Colin wanted to treasure tonight, to bask in the innocence and discovery with Brendan. This was as new and exciting for him as it was for the younger boy.

Brendan could feel his own desire growing. He speed up his hand a small pearl of liquid oozed out onto Colin’s crown. Brendan himself groaned. Colin was alive and pulsing in his hand trembling and moaning in pleasure because of him. Brendan could make Colin tremble and gasp and moan. He liked that.

Everything was heightening at an incredible rate. Colin panted and thrashed his head on the bed torn between wanting it to last forever and wanting Brendan to just fucking make him come already.

The little drop of fluid beckoned to Brendan. He kept his hand stoking the length as he bent and tongued the slit to sample the bitter fluid. FUCK! Resounded through the room stilling Brendan for a moment. He could see the strain all over Colin’s body and how the older boy’s muscles were taunt and twitching. A feeling of awe swept through him. He watched Colin’s face as he bent and put his lips to the tip and massaged it with them. Colin growled and writhed.

“yes baby….so close…oh so good...” he pleaded trying to voice his needs to his young partner. He was loosing it. He had to come before simply he grabbed up the boy and mercilessly fucked that pretty mouth.

Brendan unexpectedly pulled Colin into his hot wet mouth and began to draw. It was hard to do with Colin moving around so much but he eventually found a rhythm and pulled Colin as hard and as full into his mouth as his mouth could. Colin seamed to really like it. Brendan listened to sweet moans of approval. He felt Colin’s fingers tangle in his hair and pull. He sucked and bobbed doing what he could to take in all of Colin’s length.

All the sweat teasing he had endured primed Colin for an incredible climax. Brendan’s mouth drew him up to the edge. He thrust up into the incredible wet heat sucking his cock. Colin cried out as he came in Brendan’s mouth.

Brendan gagged unable to contain the bitter explosion that hit his tongue. He could hear Colin begging for him not to stop so he kept his hand riding the seeping cock until nothing more spurted out.

Colin pulled Brendan up and kissed the boy, licking his own seed from Brendan\'s mouth. Arms wrapped around Colin tightly as he ravagedly kissed the boy in utter appreciation. He broke away panting. “See,” Colin gasped, “Not just good….” he looked into Brendan’s dazed eyes and whispered, “...more like perfect\"


TBC


A/N: I spent most of the day writing this chapter and only did one quick proofread so it could be posted tonight. My apologies for the inevitable errors. (excuses, excuses) Hope you enjoyed it as much as Colin! Q __ Q Well, maybe, not as much as Colin but...