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eager instead.
    I felt my entrance pulse with anticipation. “Hand me the lube,” I croaked.

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    “What are you doing?”
    “Have to prepare to take you.”
    He watched intently as I spread lube around my opening. The look of lust as he watched me finger myself made me realize I was fully hard again and wanting him inside me badly.
    “Let me help.”
    It seemed so natural when he slid a finger inside me. I clenched down on him and then let up as he stroked my passage, his finger slick and smooth inside me. I just let myself float away on the sea of sensation he was creating. I didn’t care that he didn’t have much technique; it was just the thought that he was willing to do this his first time out. I caught myself whimpering with burning desire and felt embarrassed for a moment, but then I wanted to give him everything, I wanted him to know how much he was turning me on, so I just let it out, making sounds I’d never heard myself make with anyone before.
    “Oh god, take me now….”
    He eased his fingers out. His face was alight with arousal and anticipation as he hurried to tear open the packet and roll the condom over his hard length.
    “I’m going to make love to you, Andy,” he murmured, amazed. He took his cock in his hand and rubbed it along my furrow.

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    I held my legs back to my chest, offering myself to him, jerking every time the head of his cock passed over my entrance. At last he leaned in, nudging at my opening and pressing forward until the head pushed inside me. He watched himself disappear inside my body with an incredulous look, as if he’d never seen anything so erotic.
    I gave a cry of pain and pleasure and rapture to feel him invading me, filling me with the blazing heat of his shaft.
    He paused, looking down at me with concern.
    “Just go slow at first … It’s been a while….” He held completely still until the initial stinging pain passed off and I nodded. Slowly he pushed forward, inching inside my channel until he was fully seated inside me.
    I looked up at him as he slid inside my body, running my hands over his shaking arms, hard with muscle. The look of wonder on his face made me feel like my heart was going to burst; I felt so good that I was able to make him feel this way.
    He didn’t start pumping away at me, he just remained still for a while as if he couldn’t believe we were actually doing this either. He leaned down to kiss me, his eyes very tender as he pulled away.
    “I always dreamed of making love to you,” he whispered.
    “I did too,” I confessed.

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    “This is better than anything I ever imagined.” I smiled, too afraid of what I might say, because I gave myself completely to him in that moment. My heart was lost and I was his forever.
    He started to move and he moaned with the sheer pleasure of it. “You’re so hot inside, so tight….” Damn, he felt good. He was just the right size for me, filling me but not hurting me, long enough that his shaft dragged over my prostate with each slow glide, sending shivers of pleasure through me. But most of all, this wasn’t all about cock. I had never loved the person attached to the cock fucking me before, and it made such a difference. This wasn’t just fucking for sex; this was love.
    I wrapped my legs around his waist, wanting to hold him inside me forever. He started moving faster now, still looking down at me with that startled expression, as if he couldn’t believe we were actually doing this.
    The feeling of him moving over me and inside me, his hard abdomen rubbing against my cock was more exciting than anything I’d ever experienced.
    When he hit that spot inside me, I lunged up to meet him, lost in the thrill of pleasure he was creating inside me, bucking and wrapping my legs around his waist, trying to drag him ever deeper inside me. This was as close as two 47

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