Book of Smut [Cashby]

I feel like making love... To you (Part 1)

"Are we really going to do this?" Alan's voice was low, almost to a whisper. He was straddling Austin's lap, and he nodded slowly. "I guess we are." He kissed the boy slowly, sweetly, Austin placed his hands on Alan's chest and caressed it, he loves touching the younger boy's skin, is so soft and always so warm. And it has a sweet smell to it.
"Fuck, I love you so much." His hands roamed down to the hem of his underwear, and he pushed Alan back on the bed as he removed the fabric. He looked into his eyes adoringly, and he leaned in and began kissing the shaking boy's inner thighs. He was either nervous or he was trembling with want. Maybe a little bit of both. "My love, don't be nervous." His lips trailed upwards and he kissed up his chest until their bodies where pressed together. "Do you want to have sex with me?" He pushed away the fringe on his forehead and smiled when the boy nodded with a small smile. "Me too, I want to show you how much I love you, and how much you mean to me."
Austin placed the tip of the head of his shaft at Alan's entrance. Alan whined at the new feeling, like a small orange kitten; and it reminded Austin of one of the reasons why he loved the boy so much.
After a minute, Alan nodded. "Keep going Austin, I'm okay."
Austin began kissing Alan's neck and shoulders, he wanted to make the boy feel the most pleasure as possible.
"Austin." The small boy whined when he sucked on a delicate spot, and he took the chance to to push in another inch.
"A-Austin!" Alan cries out in pleasure and mixed pain at the stretch, he loves that his Prince Charming is his first, so the pain is almost nothing compared to the immense pleasure that Austin is making the boy feel.
"Y-Yes baby boy?" Austin pushes away the unmanageable hair from the younger boy's face to look at his glistening eyes. "You're all mine, my love."
Alan's hands clenched Austin's hips, asking him to keep moving. The taller boy pulled away from the Alan and supported himself up with the sweating palms of his hands. He continued pushing himself in, slowly, not to hurt the boy. "More Austin, more." In what was a a sweet love session, slowly progressed into more of lustful sex. Alan continued clawing at the hips of his boyfriend, asking him to keep going. Once he was completely inside, he pulled back and rammed into the boy. Alan responded with a high moan of deep euphoria.