Like now, when he's palming at his face, sighing and hitching his hips against David's hand. The initial discomfort is a distant memory, now it just feels right.]
Alright. [He feels assured, even if he also feels impatient.]
[ David is thorough, but not overly slow. He takes his time pressing Jamie open, fucking his finger in and out at a steady pace, feeling his body slowly release that vice-like tension. An occasional glance up to Jamie's face reveals his impatience, and when David thinks he's ready, he nudges a second fingertip against his rim and begins working that in, too.
When he's loosened up enough for that to feel easy, David gives Jamie's cock a few slow strokes, knowing how he must be aching for more. ]
Good. Keep breathing. Nice and deep for me. We're almost there. Think you can take one more finger?
[Jamie extends the word with a soft hiss. Not displeased, but anticipatory. He feels his hips wanting to rise into David's touch, but he's focusing on how two fingers in him feels (good). It's a bit of a revelation, actually. So much so that he occasionally forgets to relax, then he looks at David and feels soothed.
[ David's smile stretches into a Cheshire grin as Jamie slurs out that yessir. He's not opposed to that in the slightest, and he leans in to mouth at Jamie's thigh. ]
That's my good boy.
[ He chuckles at the dopey smile Jamie gives him, letting his ring finger join his first and middle, nudging in slowly but surely until it's up to the first knuckle. ]
[Jamie admits, lolling his head lazily to the side to rest on his own shoulder and watch David. He sucks in a breath when he kisses him, cock twitching eagerly.]
Never fancied a bloke as much as I fancy you right now, neither. [His lips curl into a sly smile, building the confidence to shift his hips against David's fingers. He likes it. He likes it a fucking lot.]
Mmm, you fancy me? That's so cute, [ David breathes. Jamie is fucking cute, the way he goes all soft and puppy-dog floppy when you give him attention, the way he'd asked for this so easily and with so little hesitation. He scissors his fingers open wider, stretching Jamie open little by little, until he thinks he should be able to take his dick without much more persuasion. Gently, peppering kisses across Jamie's thighs, he eases them out, leaving him empty for a moment. ]
I think you're ready. D'you feel ready? [ please say yes he's dying ]
Fuck off. [Says Jamie, through half a laugh and half a puff of air. It's started to really toe into the area of feeling good, though he half wonders if it feels so good because he loves looking up and seeing David looking down.
Jamie nods emphatically, even though he's not really sure. It's because he's not sure that he suspects just going for it and re-assessing for next time is the best way forward. Such is his approach to life.]
Ready as I'll ever be thanks to you, I reckon. [Jamie's smile turns firey and challenging.]
[ David nods, easing back so he can pull himself up to his his knees. The challenging look on Jamie's face is encouraging, stoking the fire that's been burning slow and hot in his gut into something more roaring and present. He walks forward onto his knees until he's positioned between Jamie's thighs, shedding his sweater and undershirt as he goes, and getting his pants and underwear pushed down and wrangled off his legs. His cock springs forth, flushed a pretty pink, decently thick but nothing he hasn't prepared Jamie for already.
He takes Jamie's legs under the knee and arranges them around his waist, spreading him open, and then it occurs to him they're missing something. ]
I assume you have lube somewhere around here?
[ Because he'd been using spit up until now, but that's not going to cut it where his cock is concerned. ]
[Jamie drinks in the view as David sheds his clothes. His hands are already reaching out eagerly, but his legs wrap around him and pull him in close. A hand slides from David's shoulder to cup his face, trying to guide him in for a kiss before the question distracts him.
He tips his head backward, humming as he glances toward his bedside table.]
Oh, yeah. In there. [Jamie crawls his hand backward toward it but can't reach, so he offers a pleading look up at David.]
[ David grins down at Jamie, pleased by how his legs wrap around his waist to hold him close, turning his head to mouth kisses against his palm. He giggles, bending down to give Jamie his kiss before he reaches forward to fumble for the lube bottle, rolling Jamie's spine back in the process until his ass leaves the mattress entirely. Bottle secured, he crawls back down into position, dropping kisses on Jamie's mouth, his neck, and nipping at his right nipple before he sits back to crack open the lube and slather it over his own cock and, gratuitously, over Jamie's ass crack and around his rim. ]
Okay. I'm going to go slow. Let me know if you need a break.
[ He releases a shuddery breath, finally about to get what he's been wanting for what feels like hours now, and lines himself up at Jamie's entrance. He watches carefully, eyes darting between Jamie's face and his hole, as he presses his head slowly past his rim. ]
[There's something about the way Jamie's spine rolls up when pushed that feels very satisfying, like a chiropractor is popping him into place.
He's way past the apprehension phase of this experiment. Maybe he should be nervous for his bum, but he's not. He's just giddy and it shows in the way he nods and the way he watches David.
Jamie's breath hitches twice in succession as David applies the lube and presses into him. He's stretched, so there's extremely minimal discomfort, but it's still a sensation that draws a slightly haggard sound from him. Almost a whine, but not a protest. He screws his eyes shut for a moment, but he nods through it.]
Yeah. [He says finally, starting to relax against David.]
[ David's eyes fly to Jamie's face when he hears that sound, torn away from the appealing sight of their bodies joining together below. He's concerned for a moment that Jamie might change his mind, call the whole thing off, but he waits patiently, rubbing circles into his hip with his thumb to soothe him through the ache. ]
Okay, [ he whispers, when Jamie tells him to keep going. He slides one hand from Jamie's thigh up to underneath his knee, holding him open. ]
Deep breaths. Try and let your body relax as much as possible.
[ He lets his hips sink forward again, fucking in and out with short, shallow thrusts, only giving as much as Jamie's body will take. It feels fucking good, too, but he's trying to focus less on that in the moment and more on making this good for Jamie. ]
I'm alright-- [Jamie assures him softly, then says it again in a firmer tone.]
I'm alright. [But he takes his advice and breathes deeper, urging his body into a state of relax. It isn't particularly difficult, because it feels more good than it does uncomfortable. Jamie tightens his legs around David's middle and squeezes his thighs.
He smiles broadly up at David, reaching a hand out to try and guide him in for a kiss.]
[ Jamieās reassurance helps ease Davidās worries about hurting him, and it helps too that Jamie takes his advice and lets his body go a little more pliant, bit by bit. He lets out a shuddery exhale as Jamieās legs squeeze around him, the motion causing his inner muscles to contract around his dick. ]
Fuck, you feel even better, [ he breathes, hips finally sinking all the way forward, leaning down for a kiss as heās finally seated all the way inside. ]
[Jamie makes a hopeless, horny sound as David sinks down and kisses him. It feels cliche to marvel at how full he feels, but now it finally makes sense. It's kind of comforting, in a weird way, to feel David in him like this.
It's real fucking intimate. He wonders if he ever made any girls feel like this. The thought tickles him and his back arches under David, grinding against him and moaning against David's lips.]
[ David is soaking up every little sound Jamie makes, sunk into the tight clutch of his body. He gasps as Jamie arches, shifting the angle and pressing his cockhead right into his inner walls. He licks that moan right out of Jamieās mouth, then draws back enough to see his face. ]
Gonna move now, [ he tells him, his voice stretched threadbare. He begins to pull his hips back, pleasure burning through him at the drag of Jamieās rim around him. ]
[It's not that Jamie is a complete stranger to foreplay, but there's certainly been elements of "just sticking it in" with the casual sex he's had with girls. Usually mutually satisfying depending on the situation, but it moves fast.
There's layers to this, he's finding. From having David's tongue to his fingers to his cock and now he's moving. Jamie nods, a little wide-eyed when he does.
It's not lost on him that this whole thing could feel a whole lot fucking different-- David is good at this. Jamie is in awe and there's a bit of reverence in the way he runs his fingers over the back of his neck and in his hair. He mouths at his neck, breathing hot against him and grazing his teeth gently.
When he can, he starts to try and move with David, just gently rocking his hips to meet him.]
[ What Jamie's noticing is one of David's favorite thing about fucking men, or anal sex in general. It takes time, preparation, to do properly, to make it feel good instead of uncomfortable at best or painful at worst. It makes everything feel intense on another level, which he can see reflected in Jamie's wide-eyed gaze looking up at him.
David closes his eyes, taking in everythingā Jamie's mouth on his neck, the fingers on his skin, the inferno of heat between his legs. And when he feels his hips begin to rock, meeting his every thrust, he takes it as his cue to press a little deeper, with a little more force, starting to set a rhythm with his fingers curled into the duvet. ]
[Jamie's legs squeeze around David, toes tracing over the back of his legs. His arms are wrapped around his middle and his palms run up and down David's back, he presses on David's neck and guides him down so he can kiss him again. His other hand slides between them to palm his weeping cock.
His hips jerk erratically, letting himself squeeze around his cock and hissing at the subtle sting.]
Fuck-- David-- I think I'm gonna come-- [He's not sure why he sounds surprised, but it seems to build slowly but hits quickly. Jamie's moans build too, increasing in pitch and volume until it crescendos and he comes between their stomachs.]
[ With Jamie koala-ed around him, clinging warm and tight around every part of him, David somehow isn't surprised when Jamie warns him of his oncoming orgasm. He's feeling it, too, like all of the anticipation and wanting and waiting has built up to this and made it all the more intense. ]
Cmon, [ he hisses, encouraging Jamie, letting his restraint go now that he knows he's gotten his partner to where he needs to be. He makes a helpless, hungry sound as he feels Jamie come, clamping down around his dick as he does, and that drags him right down with him. He's considerate enough to pull out, at least, fisting his cock the last few strokes before he's coming all over Jamie's stomach and chest with a cry tearing from his lungs. ]
[Jamie feels over-sensitive in the best of ways when David pulls out. His come feels hot when it splashes over his own mess on his stomach. Jamie's chest rises and falls as he catches his breath.
He looks up at David in wonderment, then reaches to grab his face so he can arch up and meet him halfway for a deep kiss. Once Jamie's satisfied with that, he pulls back to whisper against his lips.]
[ David barely has a chance to catch his breath, still strung-out and panting as he leans over Jamie's torso, but the look on Jamie's face is absolutely priceless. He wants to memorize it, take a photo and plaster it on the inside of his eyelids. He groans into the kiss, responding with all the enthusiasm he can manage immediately post-orgasm.
Jamie's whisper sends a rush of heat to his face, and he huffs out a breathless laugh, pulling away to regard him with mingled delight and skepticism. ]
[Jamie groans back, as if they're communicating via grunts and noises while they catch their breath. He nuzzles affectionately against the side of his head and leans back onto the pillow.
He furrows his brows, confused.]
No? It was amazing. [He reaches up, ruffling his hand through David's sweaty hair.]
Better than my other first. [His lips curl into a sweet smile, then he half sits up under David.]
How about we get cleaned up, eat some donuts and do it again and we'll see if you can top it?
Okay, okay. [ David huffs out a laugh, resisting the urge to swat Jamie's hand away from his hair, and feels himself warm at the idea that he topped Jamie's actual first time having sex. He'll be feeling smug about that for weeks.
He sits back on his heels, shoulders slumping in relief. ]
Oh, thank God, I was hoping we could eat those. I'm starving. Yes, sounds like a plan.
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Like now, when he's palming at his face, sighing and hitching his hips against David's hand. The initial discomfort is a distant memory, now it just feels right.]
Alright. [He feels assured, even if he also feels impatient.]
Feels better-- feels good.
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When he's loosened up enough for that to feel easy, David gives Jamie's cock a few slow strokes, knowing how he must be aching for more. ]
Good. Keep breathing. Nice and deep for me. We're almost there. Think you can take one more finger?
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[Jamie extends the word with a soft hiss. Not displeased, but anticipatory. He feels his hips wanting to rise into David's touch, but he's focusing on how two fingers in him feels (good). It's a bit of a revelation, actually. So much so that he occasionally forgets to relax, then he looks at David and feels soothed.
He smiles dopily up at him.]
You're good at this.
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That's my good boy.
[ He chuckles at the dopey smile Jamie gives him, letting his ring finger join his first and middle, nudging in slowly but surely until it's up to the first knuckle. ]
I've had a lot of practice. How's that feel?
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[Jamie admits, lolling his head lazily to the side to rest on his own shoulder and watch David. He sucks in a breath when he kisses him, cock twitching eagerly.]
Never fancied a bloke as much as I fancy you right now, neither. [His lips curl into a sly smile, building the confidence to shift his hips against David's fingers. He likes it. He likes it a fucking lot.]
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I think you're ready. D'you feel ready? [ please say yes he's dying ]
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Jamie nods emphatically, even though he's not really sure. It's because he's not sure that he suspects just going for it and re-assessing for next time is the best way forward. Such is his approach to life.]
Ready as I'll ever be thanks to you, I reckon. [Jamie's smile turns firey and challenging.]
C'mon then, big boy. Fuck me stupid.
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He takes Jamie's legs under the knee and arranges them around his waist, spreading him open, and then it occurs to him they're missing something. ]
I assume you have lube somewhere around here?
[ Because he'd been using spit up until now, but that's not going to cut it where his cock is concerned. ]
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He tips his head backward, humming as he glances toward his bedside table.]
Oh, yeah. In there. [Jamie crawls his hand backward toward it but can't reach, so he offers a pleading look up at David.]
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Okay. I'm going to go slow. Let me know if you need a break.
[ He releases a shuddery breath, finally about to get what he's been wanting for what feels like hours now, and lines himself up at Jamie's entrance. He watches carefully, eyes darting between Jamie's face and his hole, as he presses his head slowly past his rim. ]
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He's way past the apprehension phase of this experiment. Maybe he should be nervous for his bum, but he's not. He's just giddy and it shows in the way he nods and the way he watches David.
Jamie's breath hitches twice in succession as David applies the lube and presses into him. He's stretched, so there's extremely minimal discomfort, but it's still a sensation that draws a slightly haggard sound from him. Almost a whine, but not a protest. He screws his eyes shut for a moment, but he nods through it.]
Yeah. [He says finally, starting to relax against David.]
Keep going.
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Okay, [ he whispers, when Jamie tells him to keep going. He slides one hand from Jamie's thigh up to underneath his knee, holding him open. ]
Deep breaths. Try and let your body relax as much as possible.
[ He lets his hips sink forward again, fucking in and out with short, shallow thrusts, only giving as much as Jamie's body will take. It feels fucking good, too, but he's trying to focus less on that in the moment and more on making this good for Jamie. ]
You look so fucking good like this.
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I'm alright. [But he takes his advice and breathes deeper, urging his body into a state of relax. It isn't particularly difficult, because it feels more good than it does uncomfortable. Jamie tightens his legs around David's middle and squeezes his thighs.
He smiles broadly up at David, reaching a hand out to try and guide him in for a kiss.]
You look so fucking good like that.
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Fuck, you feel even better, [ he breathes, hips finally sinking all the way forward, leaning down for a kiss as heās finally seated all the way inside. ]
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It's real fucking intimate. He wonders if he ever made any girls feel like this. The thought tickles him and his back arches under David, grinding against him and moaning against David's lips.]
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Gonna move now, [ he tells him, his voice stretched threadbare. He begins to pull his hips back, pleasure burning through him at the drag of Jamieās rim around him. ]
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There's layers to this, he's finding. From having David's tongue to his fingers to his cock and now he's moving. Jamie nods, a little wide-eyed when he does.
It's not lost on him that this whole thing could feel a whole lot fucking different-- David is good at this. Jamie is in awe and there's a bit of reverence in the way he runs his fingers over the back of his neck and in his hair. He mouths at his neck, breathing hot against him and grazing his teeth gently.
When he can, he starts to try and move with David, just gently rocking his hips to meet him.]
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David closes his eyes, taking in everythingā Jamie's mouth on his neck, the fingers on his skin, the inferno of heat between his legs. And when he feels his hips begin to rock, meeting his every thrust, he takes it as his cue to press a little deeper, with a little more force, starting to set a rhythm with his fingers curled into the duvet. ]
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His hips jerk erratically, letting himself squeeze around his cock and hissing at the subtle sting.]
Fuck-- David-- I think I'm gonna come-- [He's not sure why he sounds surprised, but it seems to build slowly but hits quickly. Jamie's moans build too, increasing in pitch and volume until it crescendos and he comes between their stomachs.]
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Cmon, [ he hisses, encouraging Jamie, letting his restraint go now that he knows he's gotten his partner to where he needs to be. He makes a helpless, hungry sound as he feels Jamie come, clamping down around his dick as he does, and that drags him right down with him. He's considerate enough to pull out, at least, fisting his cock the last few strokes before he's coming all over Jamie's stomach and chest with a cry tearing from his lungs. ]
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He looks up at David in wonderment, then reaches to grab his face so he can arch up and meet him halfway for a deep kiss. Once Jamie's satisfied with that, he pulls back to whisper against his lips.]
That was fucking perfect.
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Jamie's whisper sends a rush of heat to his face, and he huffs out a breathless laugh, pulling away to regard him with mingled delight and skepticism. ]
Yeah? Not too...I don't know, boring?
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He furrows his brows, confused.]
No? It was amazing. [He reaches up, ruffling his hand through David's sweaty hair.]
Better than my other first. [His lips curl into a sweet smile, then he half sits up under David.]
How about we get cleaned up, eat some donuts and do it again and we'll see if you can top it?
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He sits back on his heels, shoulders slumping in relief. ]
Oh, thank God, I was hoping we could eat those. I'm starving. Yes, sounds like a plan.