I pulled on the sweater and watched him stare at me. Flames were in his eyes. I sat there awkwardly avoiding eye contact. He leaned down, our faces inches apart. His hands barely grazed my inner thighs. His eyes were directed down watching his hands make my legs start to shake.
"Hm~ Wilbur-"
His eyes locked onto mine as he continued moves his hands slowly getting closer and closer to my crotch. I bit my lower lip not wanting sound to escape. I felt my crotch start to burn and feel uncomfortable.
"When did you have your first time?" He asked in a whisper
"W-what?"
"You said you had sex" his hands stopped and tightened on my thighs "when?"
My hands gripped onto the bedsheets while I slightly through my head back.
"Wilbur~"
"Answer my question karl"
"Like a few days ago-" his hands let go of me
"With nick?"
"Yeah?" I said rubbing my legs together trying to stop the burning
One of his hands pulled my legs apart while the other covered my mouth.
"Shh~ be good and don't make noise" his hands pulled my boxers down and off of me.
"How quick was it?"
"What?" My eyes felt watery
"How quick was your first time?"
"I- I dont remem- it hurts" a whimper escaped my mouth
He pulled his boxers off and grabbed a bottle of lube from his desk drawer. He lightly lifted me and laid me on the bed my head rested on the silk pillow. He covered three of his fingers with the lube then looked at me.
"Is this okay? I don't want to go to far" his voice was gentle
I nodded yes
"Words please"
"Yes, yes- please" i said quietly
I felt his hips and member touch me as he got closer.
"I need a safe word darling"
"Blue" I said in a heavy breath
On of his fingers entered me he watched me get used to the feeling before pulling out slowly enter two this time. He moved them around and searched for my prostate the tip of his finger hit it making me let out a moan.
"Be quiet sweetheart"
His two fingers hit my prostate. I held a hand over my mouth muffling the moans that poured out.
"Ah- ah- im close! Wil~ wilbur" i said pulling the hand away from my mouth. He pulled his fingers out and smiled at me
"Sweetheart I told you to stay quiet"
I felt unable to respond. My thighs rubbed together again trying to help me. He poured a good amount of lube on himself and covered his length. His hands pulled my legs apart and he filled the gap in between them. His hands held onto my waist as he lined himself to my entrance.
"Are you ready?" He asked
"P- please wilbur"
He slowly pushed in his tip and gave me time to get used to it, I gave him a small nod and he continued. Once his full length was in he watched me hold onto the bed sheets and throw my head as far back as it could go. He pushed in and out painfully slow.
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FanfictionThis is the story of Karl jacobs trying to find himself and learn who he is Death Self harm Eating disorders Disassociation disorder (?) Body dysmorphia Homophobia Transphobia And other touchy topics The emotions and stuff my be over dramatic btw...