Chupa-Chup

First Time For Everything

Kissing was amazing. That was the first thing Yo thought. Kissing was everything.

He moaned into Pha's mouth, hands tangled in his hair to pull him closer. Pha had him trapped against the wall in an upstairs bedroom, a knee between Yo's legs, large hands tenderly cupping his jaw, their mouths glued in a messy, passionate kiss. Yo had never dreamed of his first kiss going like this, but it was so good, he didn't want to stop.

It was as if his body wasn't his own. He pressed up against Pha, greedy for more kisses and for Pha to touch him. He'd never been a reckless guy before, but he was certainly feeling reckless now. He didn't just want to kiss. He wanted more.

"P..." Yo panted when Pha finally let him breathe, kissing up and down Yo's neck and forcing more whimpers from him. "M-more?"

"More what, Yo?" Pha purred.

Yo breathed harshly through his nose, chest heaving. "More...than kissing."

Pha paused for a moment. "Are you sure?"

In answer, Yo hitched one leg over Pha's hip, trying to get even closer than they already were. "Please..." Yo turned his head, brushing his nose over Pha's jaw.

Pha swallowed hard. Yo was still under the influence. He knew he should stop this before it went anywhere. But...the way Yo's tiny body was moving against his, that little mouth kissing hungrily over his jaw, hands grabbing his shoulders like that...his control snapped.

Yo found himself on his back all of a sudden on the nearby bed. He looked up at Pha with half-lidded eyes, the two pausing for a moment to gaze at each other. Then Pha slowly lowered his head, capturing Yo's lips in a soft, tender kiss.

Yo melted into the kiss, arms sliding around Pha's neck. He didn't fight it when Pha slowly pulled Yo's shirt off, instead helping him by sitting up to take it off, then help Pha remove his own. Embarrassment flooded him when his jeans and boxers were pulled off, and he tried to cover himself.

"No, don't," Pha removed his hands. "You look very tempting, Yo."

"I-I do?" Yo stuttered. The alcohol had helped him act brave up to this point, and now his shyness was making it impossible for him to look Pha in the eye. He nearly jackknifed off the bed when a hot, wet mouth engulfed his cock. "Aah..." He barely registered the bedside drawer opening and closing, the pop of a cap. He was brought back to reality when he felt something cold and wet touching him in a place he'd never been touched like that before. "W-what-"

"Shhh," Pha soothed him, gently rubbing one hip. "It's okay. It's just me."

"Mmm..." Yo grimaced, not sure if he liked Pha pushing a finger inside of him there.

"I won't hurt you, I promise," Pha said softly. He moved the finger slightly.

Yo gasped. It felt so weird, but...at the same time...it didn't feel bad, and...ooooh, he was so confused! Another finger started gently pressing inside along the first. "Hah..." Yo instinctively spread his legs more, his body wanting to reject the intrusion while at the same time was greedy for it.

"That's it," Pha praised him, keeping his movements slow and deep.

Yo let out a broken, high-pitched moan when Pha's fingers hit a spot inside him that made him see stars and an unknown pleasure flood his body.

"Feel good?" Pha felt smug, making Yo's body writhe every time his fingers pressed against that spot.

"T-too much!" Yo gasped out. "I-I...ah..." the third finger burned, stretching him so much he was certain Pha was trying to rip him apart. "No..."