“It's so good to finally come in here after ages. When I turned eight, Father locked it up and barred me from it. I felt like he was hiding something,”

James smiles as he takes my hand and leads me down the dark hallway and turns a corner to my room. I want to stop him. But at the same time, my body can't deny I need whatever he's willing to give.

“How then do you know my bedroom?” I murmur as I close the door behind us.

“Well, I've always had an active imagination,” he shrugs, shaking his shoes off, and sinks onto the bed. “Nothing's changed in here, Simon and I played in here a lot,”

“You knew him since childhood?” I ask, truly surprised. Maybe I've not been observant enough to note how close they were. Simon's such a prude.

“Yeah, we go well back to elementary school,” he says scooting on my bottom to the middle of the bed. He pats the spot beside him and I sit, just where he wants me to. I kick off my shoes too and rip my shirt off, the moonlight pouring off my skin. “He's so fierce. Bravo for sticking by such a friend,”

“Simon helps me with most of my bullies at school. He's my protective wall,” he hugs my back, trailing soft circles on my belly.

“He means well,” I say curtly, not wishing to prolong any discussion of Simon for long. “I don't understand what these feelings are krivvy, I swear it's all new to me. Love's never been attainable, no one makes me feel as much as you do,”

“I'm glad we've settled whatever's between us,” he lay on his back, slinging his arms around my neck as he pulls me down atop him. I hover quietly, enjoying his fingers tickling my sides. “Now, I wish we'd make love. I want you inside me, to fill me with your seed,”

“As you wish but it's one step at a time,” I press a kiss on his left cheek lightly. He tugs on my trousers, toying with the zipper as I slip his shirt over his head and pull off his shorts. He's bare to me now in nothing but Calvin Klein boxers and I pinch his pink nipples softly, my lips latching onto them firmly. I suckle it gently. He tugs at my jeans once more and I peel them off,  leaving only my underwear. I've vowed to myself to give him whatever he asks of me.

“First time?” I ask as I lower his underwear a little and kiss the skin there, coming up to suck his right nipple.

“No, but I've kissed only once in the bathroom stall at school. It wasn't pretty,”

My cock throbs at his words. This means he's certainly no man would love him as I do. No man can give him the pleasure I offer which will last even after I make love to him.

“I wish we didn't have to adopt and you could get pregnant. I don't want any woman carrying our child.” I tug his underwear lower, revealing his thick dick.

“Fuck,” he moans as my tongue slides up the base of his cock. “Michael please, do it already,”

“Slow and steady, my angel,” I spread his legs apart. “Are you ready to take my seed? Even if unfortunately it won't become a child?”

He nods. “I want all of you,”

I begin to bob my head, up and down his cock, tasting his sweetness as he slowly edges to a climax. I insert a finger into his tight hole, withdrawing it to lick the juices off. This can't be. He's lubricating!

“Krivvy, what's this?” I show him my wet finger, watching his eyes widen. “I.. I... I have no idea,” he stammers, looking lost.

“Females only lubricate,” I say inserting two fingers this time into his hole and retrieving them to find cum dripping off it. “Is this a problem?”

“No, go ahead. Maybe I am different. I've never noticed this,”
His face pales.

“You've never had sex before so I understand,” I say as he releases immediately, his juices dripping onto the sheets as I quickly lick it all up. I suck his hole, although there's no need for this as he lubricates himself quite well. His nails dig into the pillows behind his head as he screams out his orgasm.

“Shit!” he exclaims, and I look up to see him smiling.

“You like this don't you?” I lick my fingers and loom over his body.

“Let's do that again. Just one more time please?” he pleads, eyes shining.

“Whatever you say, krivvy,” I move my lips on his, tilting his head back to deepen the kiss. “But you do know we have forever? I don't want to rush us both,” I pull my shorts off, my cock springing free. I run the entire length of his wetness, not slipping in yet but just coating my dick with his juices.

“Woah, you're thick,” he stares at my size quietly, a mixture of excitement and impatience visible in his eyes.

“And you're way worse, I never could have imagined you to be this huge. I hope we fit. Your hole seems a bit tight,”

“You're my whole world Michael,” He pinches my cheek, his smile a thousand vibrant embers.

“And you've got my whole being in your palms James,” I coat the head of my cock slowly and push in. He tenses as I lean down to smash my lips against his in reassurance. He relaxes, letting me sink even deeper.

His hole stretches to accommodate my size but I can tell this is all new to him with the way he squints. I'll try to make it pleasurable, at least till he gets a hang of sex. This entire thing must be foreign to him.

When I'm sure I've established confidence, I bury my head in his neck and begin to thrust. Slowly at first.

“Michael,” he gasps and my mind spirals out of control. I begin to gallop, showing him how strong of a man I am. At this delicate moment, all I can think about is claiming him. I want him to know our souls are bound together and no other man can give him this as much as I'm doing right now.

I kiss him aggressively, this moment is forever burned into my memory. I stroke his dick, moving faster and faster till I'm at a pace he so faithfully wants.

He climaxes a second time.

I watch, his eyes shut and his head tilts backward as he calms. We're both sweaty and his orgasm is the most beautiful thing I've ever witnessed. So soft and unrestrained. He holds back nothing to this moment.

My seed shoots forward and finds a place deep inside him. His ass clenches around my dick, milking me of every last drop. When I'm sure I've gotten most of it down, I pull out my slick cock and begin to stroke, staring at his glory. His attractive porcelain skin is devoid of any mark or tattoo, his hard nipples calling for me. He reaches out to stroke my dick too and together we work on a second release. I cum on his skin, jerking as more spurts escaped. Exhausted, I collapse beside him, our heartbeat in sync as silence settles around us.

“I love you, Michael.” he holds me tighter, his tears falling on my already wet skin.

“Shh, don't cry krivvy, we'll find a way to be together,” I assure him. “One way or the other,”