Highschool Sweethearts [boyxboy one-shots]

First Time

AN: My first attempt to push my comfort zone, and I feel quite successful. =)

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May, Sophomore year

It was a sunny spring afternoon at the Salvador home. Ryle Salvador was sitting on the floor, leaning against the side of his bed, trying to figure out how to do his geometry homework. Next to him, sprawled out on the floor on his stomach, was Ryle's boyfriend of over a year, Shane Knight. He was chewing on a pen while staring at his biology textbook.

“I give up,” he grumbled, pushing the book away and tossing the pen at it. He pressed his face to the carpet and added, “I will never have the process of photosynthesis memorized by the test tomorrow.”

“You don't have that class until after lunch,” Ryle pointed out. “Study then.”

“Yes, and not eating before the test won't cause me to be distracted by my growling stomach.”

Ryle closed his geometry book and tossed it down in front of him, causing Shane to look up at the thunk it caused. “I'm done with math, I can quiz you if you want me to.”

“That would be helpful,” Shane replied, sitting up. “But I think my brain needs a rest for a few minutes.”

“Fine by me,” Ryle agreed. He moved closer to Shane and leaned against him, keeping his mind focused on the English paper he still had to write. He and Shane had been together for more than a year now, and their romance had been surprisingly chaste. It had made Ryle feel quite comfortable and not the least bit pressured as he learned to accept himself. But lately his thoughts about Shane had become increasingly sexual, and Ryle now had to deal with the pent-up desires on his own almost nightly.

Shane gently lifted Ryle's chin and kissed him. Ryle mentally battled with himself, but he couldn't resist those lips caressing his, or that tongue slipping into his mouth. Ryle put his hands behind Shane's head and pulled him deeper into the kiss, returning it. They rarely kissed like this, because Ryle always pulled away.

But when he pulled away this time, he had let it go on for too long. He tried to hide the sign of his arousal, but Shane grabbed his hand. Ryle was blushing furiously, but there was an intense look in Shane's green eyes that held him spellbound. Then he realized Shane had moved his hand, and he was startled to find it in his boyfriend's lap, right against the bulge in his shorts.

Ryle looked back up to Shane's eyes, and he knew Shane was waiting for Ryle to tell him if this was acceptable or not. Ryle moved his hand to pull Shane back into another deep kiss, then lowered his hand again to slide it into his boyfriend's pants. Shane moaned into Ryle's mouth as Ryle grasped him, not even noticing how tight Shane's belt was on his wrist. All he could think about was finally being able to touch this... this part of Shane that was yearning for him.

Shane broke the kiss and, panting, asked, “Your mom won't come home early, will she?”

Ryle felt a surge of excitement. “She has a meeting,” he replied, his voice breathy. “If anything, she'll be late.”

Shane didn't hesitate to ravage Ryle's mouth again, barely giving him a chance to finish. Ryle pulled his hand from Shane's pants and followed as Shane turned them so they were facing each other, still madly kissing. Then Ryle felt Shane fumbling with the fly on his shorts, and he could think of nothing more than his desire to have Shane's hands on him.

Finally, Shane paused the kiss to tug Ryle's shorts down, and Ryle felt his boyfriend's sexual touch for the first time – strong and gentle, firm and soft all at once. Ryle threw his head back against the side of the bed and moaned. Shane pulled off Ryle's shirt and caressed his nipples with his other hand. Ryle looked into those intense eyes again and immediately fumbled to undress Shane as well. He admired Shane's body as he stroked him the way he was being stroked himself, enjoying the pleasure of touching and being touched at the same time.