Prologue...

I wanted his first time to be special and not hurt him. I laid him down in the bed. I slowly got on top of him, and whisper in his ear "I want this to be the night you will never forget." and I slowly make my way back to his lips. I work my way to his neck line and want to see his chest, and I help him with his shirt and throw it across the room, and took mine off myself. I can feel him tense up a bit, but I go and kiss him again to reassure him to calm down, and everything will be okay, and I won't hurt him. I never knew how he actually felt about me. Sure we have a few peck here and there and make outs but nothing big, until I fully asked him to be mine.

Everything he was doing to me, was right. I never had any guy make me feel liked this. I was always afraid to go any further than making out. I agreed to giving each other blow jobs but never let or enter another man. I figure if that happen...then that meant you truly loved that person, and I wasn't ready for that just yet, not until I was ready for that guy, but tonight this guy....was....well....right here. I always knew he was the one for the last 3 and half years, just never knew he felt the same way. Yeah sure the simple pecks on the lips or I love you, but a few make outs but that is it. But when he actually told me he wanted he for his own, I knew he was the one.