RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

"I don't get why these need to be so complicated!" I whine, fiddling around with the back again. It's half off, I can see it hanging but this tiny little thing just won't unhook. It's doing it on purpose, I'm sure of it.

It doesn't help that my fingers are sweaty from the anticipation.

After a long moment, I finally manage to pop the final part open, something I probably shouldn't have celebrated with a squeaky 'yay!'.

I pull the bra from her and just sit back, admiring the form I've revealed. God, she's just so... perfect. Not too big or too small, just right. She's amazing.

"Wow."

Yay? OK, that's kinda cute. So cute, that I can't even stop myself giggling at.

I blush as he stares at me, I watch his eyes looking and darting up and down my chest, settling in line with my chest. I bite into my lip and grab a hold of his hands.

"I'm glad you approve?" I offer with a smile before moving back over to him again and kissing him on the lips.

"I think my nerves are going a little now," I tell him after pulling away from his lips a little and just pressing my chest to his a little.

"Mmm, mine too." I say, lying a little.

I mean, she hasn't seen me naked yet. What if I don't match up downstairs or... I mean, the guys in the showers have been known to stare at me and call me a freak. I really don't want her to do the same.

I bring her closer to me, moving back to lie out on the bed, figuring this might be a little more comfortable for us.

I rest the side of my face against the pillow, looking at Chris as we just lay there together, rubbing our hands over each others chests and back.

"I think we're doing pretty well here," I say to him, glad that I'm not worried about saying silent so that I can stay sexy to him.

I move my face closer to his, kissing him on the lips again, my leg nestling in between his as I move my hands down to his pants, glad he's not wearing a belt and is wearing baggier jeans.

I peer down between us as she makes a move on my pants, oh God, why am I so nervous about this? Damn being a guy. Why couldn't I be another chick? Then I wouldn't have to worry about my dick.

Christ, I need to stop having these thoughts during such intimate moments.

I occupy myself by kissing her, trying to focus on not doing that wrong, rather than the full nudity which is about to come into play.

I pop the last button on his baggy jeans and push the denim aside, only gently pawing at the unknown territory. I'm a little shaky with the kissing now, but I try to just mask that with some small moans.

I push my hand into his jeans and feel through the thin material of his underwear, feeling the stiff flesh that feels a lot harder than I thought it would. But this time, I can't help but moan.

"Ohhh, ohhh, ooooohhh!" I whimper out as I feel her hand around my dick.

Wow, her moaning, that is the hottest thing I've ever heard. And I've had Angelina Jolie saying "Who's your daddy now?" as a text message tone for months. I never knew a girl could sound like that, I always thought it was put on for show in the movies.

I suddenly feel more confident now, making a move to rid her of the jeans she's wearing.

I can't help but flinch a little from feeling Chris's hands on the front of my jeans. I love the feeling of his hands on my zip, and my button and them pushing their way gently into onto my underwear.

"Oooh, wow," I whisper in a shuddery voice.

I pull away from out kiss and try to shimmy out of my jeans, and not having too much luck as they are really tight. Why did I wear these jeans?

"I am really not doing well with clothes tonight, am I?"

I shake my head, "You shouldn't have bothered. Or just worn a muu muu."

I try to control my giggles at the thought of her being drowned in all this fabric. Poor girl. But it would make for easy access, something which would be great right now.

I try and help by pushing the jeans down as much as I can but they're just not budging any further.

"I wish someone would decide that sweatpants were sexy." I mutter, trying to get them further down.

I laugh at us two trying to get my jeans off, this is the most comfortable we have being together all night. I grit my teeth together and pull my jeans off to my knees, them coming off much easier down past my calfs.

"Thank God for that!" I laugh a little before throwing the jeans aside and laying back down on the bed.

"Right, your turn," I say to Chris before moving my hands to his jeans waistband and pulling them off of him, his only help being the lifting on his hips.

Skater jeans... why didn't I think of that?

It's so much easier now we're laughing and joking around. I feel less tense, less terrified. I feel quite calm actually. Even when I look down to see us both wearing pretty much nothing at all.

I smile at her before my hand moves to the hem of the panties she's wearing. I've never gone this far before but somehow I'm really calm about it.

"Can I...?" I ask, not wanting to push her too far.

I nod slowly, "yeah, you can."

I'm a little nervous about this, but only because I have no idea what he's expecting me to look like down there. I don't know what sort of porn he watches, what he likes or anything. This is probably the real part of tonight I am truly worried about.

I bite into my lip as he pulls the little black briefs from me and down my legs, I lift my hips a little to help him but I keep my eyes trained on his face. Still nervous as hell for his reaction.

Well.... it's less terrifying than I'd expected. She just looks normal... which considering the rest of her is something I hadn't expected. I smile back up at her in approval.

"Everything about you is perfect, you know that?" I tell her, a hand stroking gently at her stomach, "Don't look so scared."

I lean forward, gently pecking her lips again, "Nothing's going to put me off you."

Wow, did I actually manage to say that without making some kind of stupid joke? I really must be ready for this.

I let out a shaky breath and smile up at him.

"Thank you," I say softly before capturing his lips in a small kiss myself.

I feel shocks go through me with these kisses now. I know I'm really starting to get turned on for this now. It's just the feeling of being naked while someone else is there with you, and is going to be naked soon too, it's a really weird feeling that just feels so... well, amazing.

"Your turn then," I say to him, waiting for his nod of approval before moving my hands down to his boxers.

I gently pull the cotton material from him, trying not to end up pulling his dick down with it or I might hurt him. I bite into my lip as I pull the cloth off carefully but as soon as I see him, my eyes widen and I gasp.

Shit, how I am going to fit all that inside me?!

She looks terrified. Oh God, I really am a freak, aren't I? This is so humiliating, my girlfriend even thinks I'm a freak of nature. I drop my head onto her shoulder, apologizing for it.

"I know, I know, I'm a freak. I'm sorry." I lift my head back up to look at her, "I hear it all the time in the locker room."

"What?" I ask him as I look back at him, but then it dawns on me what he's saying and he looks embarrassed now.

"Oooh, no no no, that's not what I meant. I was just, erm, oh jezz," I say before resting my head on his shoulder like he did with me.

"I think you and me are as bad as each other here," I say before looking back at him.

"You aren't a freak, I'm just, I didn't think you'd be... I thought you'd be smaller, and..." I look up at the ceiling and take a deep breath as the blood that was rushing to my thighs and pussy, is coming straight back up to my face again, "you're huge!"

If in doubt, yell your point across, eh? I could kill you right now.

My eyes widen. That's why everyone takes the piss out of me? BEcause I'm... oh my God. Why the fuck didn't I think of that?

"Uh... thanks?" I say, laughing a little in relief now, "We're really as bad as each other, aren't we? Perfect couple."

My hands rest at her hips, rubing small circles there, "You wanna... get the supplies and stuff coz... well, they're closer to you."

"Erm, yeah sure,"I say with a smile before turning around and picking up the condoms and the lube and looking over the chocolates, "supplies? You make it sound like we're going to rob a bank."

I look back at him and smile innocently so he doesn't get all pissy at me because I've made fun of him. He's a little like that sometimes when it comes to grammar, it's cute.

I look over the condom, before starting to rip the packet carefully but then I remember something.

"What about foreplay?"

Did I really just say that out loud? And loudly? What the hell is wrong with me tonight?!

"Uh... well I kinda figured if we got everything ready now then when the time came we wouldn't have to stop in the middle of whatever we were doing and get everything ready."

I'm really thinking on my feet here. I just hope it was convincng enough. I'm a guy, I don't think about foreplay. I just get carried away with all the nakedness and things get blurred.

"Oooh, OK then," I say before leaving the half opened condom to the side and pulling the annoying plastic from the bottle of lube, even though I'm unsure whether we'll need it or not.

I place it both on the side of the bed away from us before crawling up the bed and laying down on my back with my head back against the pillow. I look up at Chris who's laying on his side next to me, smiling down on me.

"So," I move one of my hands to Chris's chest, my fingers patting at his hot skin gently as I look up into his eyes, "do you want to do the honours?"

I'm not sure what I'm giving him the honours of, all I can think of is him being the first guy to touch my pussy. But that didn't sound right to say out loud to me.

Nice to see she's as dorky as me over this.

"Oh yes, ma'am."

Ma'am? It's a wonder she hasn't just got up and walked out of here.

I nervously move my hand over her stomach, down towards her girl parts - Christ, girl parts? I was so cool about this a minute ago, what changed?. My fingers move through the coarse hair, not really sure what I should do here.

I move my hand a little further down, a finger moving between the moist folds. Oh god this is weird but kinda nice. I only hope this is giving her some kind of feeling and I'm not touching the wrong parts.

I let out a shaky breath and close my eyes as I feel his finger move up and into my opening and the intrusion feels a little weird as first but I see relax into the feeling.

I look up at his face to see the concentration on it as he continues these actions. I smile as I hook my arm around his shoulder and pull myself closer to him. I tug my leg in between his, spreading my legs a little to give him more room.

"Mmm, keep that up, that's really nice."

I have no idea what I'm doing, what I'm touching here. There are just so many damn places, so many different things. I know I'm, like, inside her now but what about everything else.

My finger moves a little further into her, just getting used to the slightly strange feeling. My thumb resting on a sort of bump.

"Just tell me if I'm doing anything wrong, coz... yeah... just tell me okay."

"Ooooh wow!" I whimper as I feel his finger brush over a spot inside me, something I didn't even know was there, well, I knew it was there, but I've never touched it before.

My legs are shaky a little now as I was really not expecting to get pleasure from being touched inside. I thought it would hurt too much for me to feel any pleasure at all.

"Mmmm, wow," I say again before moving my own hand down to Chris's cock and stroking over it with my fingers, not sure whether I should properly jack him off or just gentle touches will do for now.

I feel my hands shaking a bit now as she touches me. I never realized the touche of someone else could do this. Her hands are soft unlike mine. She's so gentle as if she doesn't know how much force she can use.

I can feel myself whimpering, her name falling from my lips in little shaky breathes.

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