It was a cold autumn day in South Bend when Chasten decided to inquire into unknown territory with his boyfriend. He had just arrived to spend the weekend, and they were making casual conversation over coffee when Chasten said to him:
"Peter, can I ask you something?"
"I just wanted to know your thoughts on, uhh, taking the next step in our relationship?"
Pete's mind began to rush, as it often did. Was Chasten proposing to him? Did he want to move in with him? He wasn't ready for marriage, or even cohabitation, for that matter, and he was sure that Chasten knew that.
"What do you mean?"
"I wanted to know if maybe sex was something that you're interested in? Or we could wait. That's totally fine. I don't want to make you uncomfortable."
Pete took a deep breath and looked at his coffee.
"Chasten, I think I'm ready. But there's something that I should tell you"
"What is it?"
"I've never done it with a man before. I wouldn't have the slightest idea where to even begin."
"That's alright. I'll teach you. Have you been tested recently?
"Well... no. I've never done it with anyone, I mean, so there's not any risk that I have an STD. "
"Really?" Chasten regretted the word as soon as it came out. It didn't bother him that Pete was a virgin, and he didn't want to sound surprised at the revelation. He wasn't, he knew that Pete had only recently come out and was a naturally reserved person. But, at the same time, he couldn't imagine not having sex at his own age of 26.
"Yeah. I mean, I had girlfriends in college, but we didn't do much. Just kissing. I had my first kiss at 18."
Peter blushed and looked down.
"Honey, it's nothing to be ashamed of. It's hard to be in the closet and have a sex life. I wish I had waited."
"I wasn't ready my first time. I guess you never really are, but the first few times I was so inexperienced and uncomfortable. I didn't have any connection to the guy that I slept with, and I knew next to nothing about anal sex other than what I'd seen in porn. It felt good, but it hurt a lot and I was too scared to tell him to slow down."
They were quiet for a long while.
"Chasten, how do we know who, uhh, plays which part?"
"It's up to you, really. I normally top, but I don't have a preference. We're not there yet, though. I need to teach you how to give head first. If you want to learn, that is."
"That's like, a blowjob, right?"
''Yes." Chasten smiled at him.
Pete contemplated the idea. He had no idea how big Chasten's penis was, but what is it didn't fit in his mouth? What if he had a strong gag reflex? What if he couldn't stand the taste? And what was he supposed to do once Chasten was finished? Was he meant to swallow it, spit it out, or just pull off before he came?
"Maybe you could... do it to me first? To show me how it's done?'
"I'd like that." Chasten seemed excited at the thought. Then, he added, "Do you want to do it now?''
Peter smirked at him. Then they both stood up, and pressed their lips together. Pete slid his tongue into Chasten's mouth, eager to move forward. Chasten moaned into the kiss, and put both hands on Pete's hips, gently massaging him.
Pete had made out with Chasten before, and they had been doing it quite frequently recently. Pete was new to the whole making out with someone and actually enjoying .it thin, but he was a fast learner and soon got over his natural timidness enough to return Chasten's kisses with just as much passion.
Chasten cupped Pete's left cheek in his right hand, and his lips to Pete's other cheek, and down to his jawline. He kissed his neck, traveling to the spot behind Pete's ear that he knew was so sensitive. Chasten smacked his lips against Pete's skin and Pete moaned softly. He let go of Pete and grabbed his hand to lead him upstairs. He began to kiss him again, thais time grabbing his ass and guiding his towards the edge of the bad. He took Pete's shirt off, and then his own.
Pete had seen Chasten's bare chest before, when he changed into his pajamas or came out of the shower, but never like this. Chasten's skin was smooth and light hair partially covered his chest, leading down towards his cock.
Once both men had their underwear off, Chasten told Pete to lie back on the bed with his feet on the floor. Chasten grabbed a pillow and placed it next to Pete's feet, and got comfortable with his knees on the pillow and one arm draped over Pete's thighs. He could sense that Pete was becoming apprehensive about what was ahead of them, so he gave him a few kisses on his belly to soothe him.
"It's alright. Breathe, honey."
Chasten began to slowly stroke Pete's half-hard cock, kissing slowly around the base. He worked his way up the shaft, slowly kissing and licking at it. Finally, when he got to the tip, he swallowed as much of it as he could, massaging what didn't fit into his mouth with his hand.
Pete moaned in response, and ran his fingers through Chasten's hair, gently moving his hands as he bobbed up and down. Eventually, Chasten's gag reflex relaxed enough to take Pete's entire cock in, reaching the back of his throat. He reached up to stroke Pete's chest and down his sides, making him shiver. When Pete began to thrust tentatively into Chasten's mouth, and his moans became even more breathless, Chasten knew that he was close to finishing.
"Chasten... I'm going to cum."
Chasten took his mouth off his dick for a few seconds, gripping it in his hand.
"Come in my mouth, baby."
Chasten returned his lips to the head of Pete's dick, and reached a hand underneath his own chin to gently fondle his balls.
After Pete came, and Chasten swallowed, Chasten leaned his head to rest against Pete's thigh, and gently stroking his hip, letting him catch his breath and come down from his high. Eventually, he got up to grab a few tissues, and cleaned Pete off for him. He then climbed into bed next to Pete, pulling him into his arms.
"Did you enjoy that?"
"Yes. Very much so."
"Good. I hope you were paying attention, in case you ever want to return the favor."
"I'll keep that in mind."
Pete pulled away to look into Chasten's eyes.
"Thank you. For being so understanding."
"Of course, my love."
"I love you, sweetheart."
"I love you too, Peter. Are you tired? I'm usually tired after I come."
"A little bit." Pete put his head back on Chasten's chest, letting Chasten gently stroke his hair and neck.
"Go to sleep."
Within a few minutes, Pete was snoring softly, and Chasten continued to stroke his hair, gently, so as not to wake him.