How We Met

Oh my...

(Told from Aidan's POV)

Holy shit, I may be just bi, but I would go completely gay for Casey Lossen. The day I went to his house, after truth or dare, we were both left extremely turned on, and I had to solve my hunger. So I did kiss him a little bit, watching his reaction. His eyes went wide, giving me the signal he wanted me too. So I picked up the petite teen and placed him on my lap, facing me. He leaned in and my heart started racing, because I had never really kissed anyone for real before... It was a great experience, I'll tell you that. That boy, I swear, he was driving me absolutely wild with his hip movements. How would any male human being be capable of such pure sexiness?! Apparently Casey found a way. After we had finished completely full on making out, the saliva ran down our chins, leaving a string still attached to both of our lips. I was sweating, and I threw my head back onto the couch, breathing heavily. Casey was gasping for breath, still straddling my lap. Being the little asshole I am, I ask "Do I still get lunch?" making sure to add a smile at the end. "You're such a dick." Casey said, running his hand through my hair, resting his chin on my chest, smiling up at me. "I could say the same for you, Pink." I was still breathing heavily, catching my breath. I didn't know I could hold my breath for that long... "You have sex hair!" Casey said, teasingly, booping my nose with his finger. "I'm still a virgin, pretty boy. Keep trying." I replied to his remark. He heightened himself a little, and leaned in for a slow, soft kiss. He was the absolute definition of heaven. PURE HEAVEN. I pulled him in a little closer, wrapping my arms around him, while he's kissing me slowly with both of his dainty hands cupping my face gently. I loved every single second of this. Casey sure knew how to treat a guy right. Thank god he's gay. I don't know what I would have done if he wasn't! I was so happy, I was smiling through the kiss. Casey eventually broke our kiss and began to give me light pecks on my neck, sending chills of pleasure down my spine. I inhaled deeply, exhaling even deeper out of my mouth. He started to search for my sweet spot, a tender part of my neck. Knowing he was close, I let out a slight moan that was unnaturally girly for me. Casey smiled, then immediately finding my sensitive spot, right on the side of my neck, somewhere below my ear. He nibbled gently on my sweet spot, also sucking it and kissing it until he knew he left a mark. I then knew, that little bitch claimed me as his, didn't he. Knowing he had done that, I immediately pinned him down on the carpet, holding his arms above his head, sitting on his pelvic area. I quickly slammed my lips into his, passionately, whilst slowly folding my hands into his, fitting them perfectly into each other's spaces between our fingers. Our tongues fought for dominance, and I made sure I won. Casey wasn't going to get away with giving me a hickey. So I made him pay. He was moaning through the kissing, and that gave me a shit ton of satisfaction, knowing I made him want me. I did that. I broke the kiss slowly, watching the saliva drip from my mouth down his cheek. I rested my nose on his, gasping for breath, Casey with his eyes closed, him gasping for breath as well. Casey then began to speak again. "Y-you're... Really good... At that..." He said, trying to get some breath between fragments. "Thanks, babe." I said, giggling at his comment. "So are you, you kinky little bitch." I added. He smiled up at me, making eye contact. I could have lost myself in his blue-grey eyes. "Does this mean..." I couldn't finish my sentence. "Not until you want it to be, seme." I flicked his forehead playfully. "Don't call me seme, uke." Casey immediately blushed. We both began to laugh at our silly rambling. I then rested my head on his chest. He caressed my hair, almost lulling me to sleep.