Merrick wraps his arm around me and nuzzles his scruffy face into the crook of my neck.
“You’re gonna leave the tell-tell sign of whisker burn on me again.”
“I don’t care,” he says. “Soon everybody will know we’re together, and I dare them to say anything about me leaving any sort of marks on you. Should I give you a hickey, too?” he teases, sucking a small section of flesh into his mouth.
“Maybe if we were seventeen,” I say with a chuckle.
“Ah, seventeen. That was a good time, huh?”
“Yeah, it was.”
“Remember our first time?” he says with a low laugh.
“How could I forget?”
“Mm.” He pushes his body against mine. “Good night, baby.”
I can’t help the ridiculous smile that covers my face. “Good night.”
40
Merrick
9 Years Ago
Tonight’s the night. After months of hand jobs, blow jobs, and intense make out sessions with a little dry humping, me and Ali are finally going to take the next step.
I think everyone is nervous about their first time, but I won’t lie and say I didn’t do a little research about this. Me and Ali had some things to learn when it came to anal sex. We started off by trying solo anal play, then learning about lubes, stretching, and the importance of foreplay.
Yesterday, we went to the store to stock up on condoms and lube, and tonight Elijah is out with Jenn, so we have the house to ourselves for a little while.
When I hear the doorbell ring, I jog down the stairs, racing Sugarfoot to the front door.
“Hey,” I say with a heavy breath as I pull it open.
“Hey, is he gone already?”
I circle his wrist with my fingers and yank him inside. “Yep, so kiss me.”
He chuckles before leaning in and giving me a soft kiss.
Sugarfoot nudges our connected hands with his wet nose, wanting our attention.
“Hey, buddy,” Ali says, reaching down to pet his head.
“Let me give him a bone so he’ll leave us alone,” I say, heading to the kitchen.
With the bone in his mouth, Sugarfoot trots off to his bed, and I grab Ali’s hand and pull him upstairs to my room.
“You in a hurry?” he says with a chuckle.
“Uh. Duh. Plus, I wanna make sure we don’t waste any time. I’d hate for Elijah to come home early and ruin this.”
“Yeah, that wouldn’t be good.”
Once we’re in my room, I close and lock the door, then spin around and gather Ali in my arms. “Are you nervous?”
“A little.”
“You sure you still wanna do this?” I question, pushing his wavy hair out of his eyes.
“I’m sure.”
I plant a few kisses on his soft lips before I pull away and reach into my sock drawer to dig out the condoms and lube I shoved in one of my socks the other day.
After tossing them on my bed, I sit down on the edge of the mattress and tug Ali onto my lap. He straddles me, leaning in for another kiss. Our lips and tongues are already in tune with each other, moving together in a slow dance that sparks desire in both of us.
We break apart to start removing our clothes, and we stop when we’re both only wearing our underwear.
“Lay down,” I say softly.
He does, and I start to plant kisses over his chest and stomach, moving down until I reach the waistband of his boxers. Tugging them down, his erection pops free, and I make sure to spend plenty of time bringing him pleasure with my mouth. I move lower, knowing I need to focus on his ass to get him ready.
Ali gasps, curses, and pants with heavy breaths as I do everything I read I should do. I use my mouth, and then my lubed up fingers. My cock gets exceptionally hard, and I can’t wait to see what he feels like when I get inside him.
“You ready?” I ask, reaching for a condom.
He locks eyes with me, his cheeks full of color and eyes heavy with desire. “Ready.”
I add a massive amount of lube to my dick and the crease between his cheeks, hoping it helps lessen the pain.
My heart hammers against my ribs as heat courses through my veins, firing me up. Ali laid out before me is the most amazing sight I’ve ever seen.
With my dick in my hand, I begin to nudge at his entrance. He sucks in a shuddering breath as he tightens up.
“Relax, baby,” I whisper. “I’ll stop when you tell me to. I won’t hurt you.”
He nods and takes a deep breath.
It takes a good five minutes to get fully inside, but the tightness wrapped around me is something I wasn’t prepared for. My balls draw up and an orgasm builds instantly.
“Oh shit,” I breathe.
“Move,” he moans.
“No, don’t move,” I say. “I’ll come. Give me a second.”
Ali chuckles.
“It’s not funny. God, your ass is so tight.”
He wiggles slightly. “Yeah, well, your dick isn’t small.”
I stroke him while I try to get my body under control, but I can already tell this is gonna be quick.
My movements are awkward. I’m trying to do everything to keep from coming too fast while trying to make sure I make this feel good for Ali while also making sure it doesn’t hurt. We’re a combined mix of grunts, gasps, and groans.
Five minutes later, I can’t stave off my orgasm any longer. Once I’ve carefully pulled out and disposed of the condom, I go back to Ali and make sure to finish him off with my hand and mouth.
As he’s coming down from his own release, I flop next to him and stare up at the ceiling.
“That was crazy. I’m sorry I was so fast, but fuck, you’ll never believe how that feels.”
Ali chuckles, reaching for my hand. “It’s okay, I liked it, but it’ll take some time before we’re both fully comfortable.”
“The good news is that we still have plenty of time before Elijah’s home. We could try again.”
I chance a
