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15 (EXPLICIT)

Jaden
"M-Matty..." I sighed, feeling his lips all over my neck and shoulders. "M-Matty, wait..." He buried his face in my neck, tickling me a little. "M-Matty, I thought the third date was the sex date," I said nervously. I wasn't sure I was ready for this big a step. "I count the time of the first kiss," he smirks against me.

Then, 'dad' came in, very much startling us both. "Hi, dad," I speak awkwardly. She apologizes for intruding and teases to use protection. I blush deeply, as does Matty, and I introduce the two, as Matthew only met mom so far. She runs a hand through her short hair and tells me what it was she wanted to before teasing me some more and leaving.

After only a moment, Matty timidly said "uh, I have a question... It may offend you, so if it does, I'm so sorry. Is that a woman?" "Yeah, that's my dad. She, well, he, I guess, is trans. So, now you know why we're an accepting family, I guess... Please don't hate my dad..." "Of course not, Jay. I think it's beautiful that he can be himself. He's a lot braver than many."

I giggled hard as Matty whispered in my ear. His breath was driving me crazy, I have unusually ticklish ears, and he was just making jokes. Very flirty ones. I was going mad with lust. But I wouldn't give in. Yet. I would never beg. I'd make him beg. I didn't know how, but I'd figure out something.

I was giggling like crazy and painfully hard. Matty was kissing my tummy, knowing how badly it tickled me. I was going absolutely mental. I loved this! It was ticklish and it was Matty! It was absolutely awesome.

I thought I was going insane. For more reasons than one. Matty was actually being super intimate with me. He was kissing my neck again, and encouraged me wrapping my legs around his waist. And he seemed to really enjoy tickling my feet. If I squirmed away, he'd gently force my leg back to where it was. He was gentle. It was beautiful. I was moaning and giggling like mad, and I felt crazy. He didn't make me keep my legs there, if I wanted out before he started, but I wanted it. I loved it. Every touch. Every second. It was perfect.

We made our like that for at least fifteen minutes. I was barely lucid. I was so horny I was ready to yank at my dick so hard it came off. He was just as hard as me, it seemed. But he never went any farther than my boxer line. Not skin to skin, at least. He was teasing there again, kissing and biting all across the line, groping my ass. I was moaning so loud my parents must have heard it. But then, he went back to my neck. I pushed him off and in a horniness-induced anger, spit "what are you waiting for?" Meekly, he replied, "a 'go' signal." I was mad because of lust. I shouted at him. "So moaning and 'Matty please' and grinding against you isn't enough for you?" "No, it's not," he replied defensively. "I wouldn't know if you're ready without consent. I need to hear you say you want this. I need to know you're okay with me taking your virginity."

Huge mood swing, I kissed him, thinking it was sweet. His tongue invaded my mouth, and both our tongues fought for dominance. I won, by grabbing his boxers at the crotch area and massaging his hard on. I ripped his boxers off him and demanded "fuck me hard."

He flipped me roughly and lustfully. He kissed my back and neck, sucking and biting so much I was sure he drew blood. I didn't complain, though. I hardly made a peep. I just waited obediently for him to make his move. "So, baby," he speaks in an insanely sexy voice and slipping one finger into my boxers, directly in line with the crack of my ass. I squeaked in surprise and he continued speaking. "You're ready?" I moaned involuntarily instead of replying, he laughed at me.

He slowly peeled off my boxers, and making me blush deeply, spanked my ass. I hated to admit, but I liked it. It was embarrassing. But I was too damn horny to care. I bit the pillow, unable to kiss him, and leaned back, pointing my ass proudly in the air, telling him I'm ready. He tapped it again and grabbed my hips, pulling me to the right position. That's when I felt it. His majestic cock touching me, and in a moment, inside me! A mewl of surprise escaped my lips. I'd had no idea what it would feel like prior to now. And now that I knew what it felt like... I wasn't sure what I thought of it. It was all at once the most amazing thing I ever felt, and unbearably painful, yet the pain gave me more pleasure, but it was also scary. All new things were to me. And it was very new to feel someone else's balls hitting my own.

His slender fingers took me by surprise as they clasped around and began pumping my painfully hard member. I was honestly a tiny bit surprised I didn't release instantaneously. I was so desperate. I was begging, despite swearing not to. I couldn't help it. I needed the release, and I wanted this rougher. It was the most amazing thing I've ever felt. No matter how painful or scary.

It was wild. It was almost violent, in a sense. He seemed to have all this raw sexual energy pent up inside. Yet it was still gentle enough to not make me feel like I was being ripped in half at the bum (anymore). I was in love. And felt lust stronger than ever before.

Our... Session was finished, and I was much more tired than I expected. So we just lay there and cuddled. It was so enjoyable, in all honesty. I really loved it. No, I loved him. Hell, right now I loved everything. But mostly him.

"Want to know a secret?" Matthew whispered in my ear after a long pause (long enough I almost had fallen asleep), before nibbling it softly. I cuddled closer to him without opening my eyes, shying away from his evil, tickling teeth and kissed his neck, replying quietly "sure, Matty." He grinned, I knew; I didn't have to see. I could just tell. He kissed the top of my head and leaned close to whisper softly "you're not the only one to lose his virginity tonight..."