At first Brian thought it was cute..
John was just barely sixteen.. he was still young. It made sense for him to be awkward and new at everything.. Brian understood that. So when the two tumbled into bed the first time, his lips attached to John’s neck, he laughed it off when John had come before Brian was even able to get his trousers off.
Even the second time, Brian just smiled like it was no big deal. He had lasted a little longer. This time at least, the two of them were able to strip off their clothes and grind against each other.. for about thirty seconds. And then John had streaks of white across his chest and an already fucked out, embarrassed expression painted across his face.
Of course Brian wasn’t going to say anything about it.. He could tell that John was a little upset that he couldn’t last long enough. It was embarrassing to him that he couldn’t keep from coming at just the simplest touch.. Especially because it was happening every single fucking time.
Before Brian was even able to get completely into it, John had already excited himself into an orgasm. And sure, Brian understood that John didn’t mean for it to happen.. but it was frustrating.. both mentally and sexually.
Every time, John would just look up at him with regretful, sleepy eyes and mutter out,
“M’sorry, Bri.. I’ll do better next time, I promise.”
And Brian wouldn’t even care so much if John wasn’t so damn tired after every orgasm. If John could just suck him off real fast.. or even just assist him with a wank.. it would be absolutely fine. But no, he would just pass out and leave Brian to deal with his stiffy alone.
John swears up and down that he wasn’t a virgin before Brian (or still is a virgin now.. because he’s never even made it long enough for them to properly fuck).. but Brian genuinely can’t believe that this boy who can barely get his kit off before coming all over himself has managed to fuck someone else.
And then John swears that it’s just what Brian does to him.
Roger nearly pissed himself when Brian told him what was happening. He didn’t want to share John’s embarrassment with his friend.. but it was getting ridiculous and now Brian was just really, really horny.
“He seriously fucking comes before you even get it in?!” he asked, sheer amusement in his tone.
Brian sat on his bed with the phone pressed against his ear, rubbing at the bridge of his nose. “Yes. Sometimes before he can even get naked. It’s not funny!”
But Roger was already laughing again and Brian just fell back against his bed dejectedly. He was glad that John was out of the flat.. or he might have overheard the conversation and been upset.
“It’s actually hilarious, mate.. Honestly. How many times has this happened? Like, how many since you’ve gotten together?”
Brian blushed a bit at that question.. because he really didn’t care to admit. “Sixteen.”
Roger howled with laughter again, and if Brian wasn’t in such desperate need of help, he probably would have hung up on him.
“And you’ve never just fucking forced him down and fucked him again after he’s like, finished or whatever? Because honestly, mate.. This sounds really pathetic.”
He knew that. He really did. But how could he just force his boyfriend to sleep with him while he was exhausted and sensitive.. He might have wanted sex, but he loved John way too much to put him through that kind of.. is it considered torture?
“I’ve got an idea for you, though. Never used one myself, obviously, because girls and I don’t really have that problem.. but there is this thing you can try..”
I have to split this in two parts because Wattpad is being a bitch🙃
