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

"Sounds good to me."

I don't really know what I had planned either. I just know I wanted to do something with him. More than kissing, more than just innocent touching. I want to show him how much I love him without words. I also want my first remotely sexual experience gone from my body, replaced by him, by the perfect creature that is Mr. Zackary Baker.

I lean up and kiss him, muttering 'mine now' under my breath as I do so. I'm not sure where the crazed sexual beast Alex encountered has gone. I'm just timid little Matt now, shy and nervous and eager to please.

As I kiss him, I take the oppurtunity to move my hands over his body, feeling the curves and muscles I want to feel under my hands for the rest of my life.

I moan into his mouth as his hands mover over my skin, those big rough hands pushing at my skin, gliding over the surface, making me feel so loved, making my muscles shudder at the very sensitive touches.

I let my own hands glide up and down his back , gripping onto the hot skin as I just get harder and harder from the kisses and the touches.

My God, I have NEVER felt like this before.

I'm almost too afraid to touch him below the waistline, well short of his legs and ass anyway. Part of me's scared that he'll suddenly come to his sense and just run from me. I know my fears are completely unfounded, he loves me, he doesn't say that to get people in to bed, he says that to people he actually does love.

The hand I currently have tracing up his soft thigh moves even further up, across the coarse hair. There's no turning back now, my hand takes his dick, my fingers running up the length. Even I feel a jolt of pleasure at doing this.

I pull away from his lips slightly as I feel his fingers brush up my dick, a small whimper coming from me, embarrassing myself slightly at how much I am loving the feeling.

"Fuck," I laugh a little before opening up my eyes and looking into Matt's.

I lean my head forward, resting my forehead on his and letting out a low shaky breath as I feel his fingers gently graze over my cock.

I gasp again as my eyes fall closed.

The soft little whimpers coming from him go straight to my dick. They're barely there but they're still so fucking beautiful to me. I've barely even started anything on him and he's already a mess of a man above me, I've never had this effect on anyone before.

"What do you want me to do Zacky?" I ask him, still just barely grazing my fingers along his erection, "Whatever my prince wants..."

I lay a kiss to the corner of his mouth, moving my lips across his face.

"I just want you, however you want me," I barely say as I kiss at the side of his mouth.

I don't know what he wants from me, I don't even know what I want from me. All I know is that I just want Matt to touch me, and kiss me, and love me. And I want to do it to him too.

"And, I want you to tell me what you want me to do to you."

That's helpful. I don't know what I want at the moment, I want Zacky. That's about it.

"I don't know Zack, I just want you." I say, mimicking my inner thoughts.

I wrap my fingers around his dick with a tighter grip now. I want to feel him against me, I want to hear how he sounds when the heady orgasmic bliss overtakes him. I just want to make him feel as amazing as he makes me feel with one smile.

"Matt that doesn't help," I whine a little with a slight laugh.

I bite into my lip and reach my hand down to my dick, grabbing his hand to stop his actions for a minute.

"Sorry, couldn't think straight," I laugh a little, "erm, we are just as bad as each other aren't we?"

I want nothing more than for me to make him feel the insane pleasure that he deserves to feel, but he's not letting me!

"My turn," I smile before scooting down his thighs a little, revealing his dick to me which I happily take into my hands.

"We're like those old married couples who get rid of their kid for a night then have forgotten how to do anything sexuaaaaallllll..."

My words become a small drawn out cry as his hands touch me. I love guitarists hands, they're so talented, a mass of different textures across them, smooth, soft palms, rough, hard fingertips.

"That's nice..." I say, my head lolling back.

I giggle a little at his sudden growl in his voice, loving the way he's suddenly got a goofy smile on his face and he's now ready to just about fall off the bed.

"Like that?" I ask and he nods to me, trying to tell me how much he likes it but he just settles with a moan.

I lean forward, still pulling on his cock as I let my shin rest on his shoulder, kissing and licking at his neck as his head lolls back again.

"Th-this isn't playing fair, Zacky." I say, with a shaky laugh, "How am I supposed to rock your world if you're making me lose my mind?"

Did I just say 'rock your world'?

My hand starts up its movement on him again. It's not fair that I'm getting all the fun. I like to be a giver, what can I say?

Rock my world? Oh my God, I really do love him so much!

I grin a little against his neck as I feel his hand pat around on my thigh, obviously trying to find my dick, I look down at his hand and grin.

"Up a little," I say before he looks down at me and glares.

I giggle as I continue my movements on his dick, "Sorry, couldn't help myself. You just seem so, lost?"

I don't know what is wrong with me today, I am never normally this giggly, grinning and geeky during sex. It must be what Matt does to me.

I'm so at ease right now. I'd never expected to feel this relaxed around a lover, I'd always thought I'd be goofy, bumbling Matt. Instead I'm goofy, blumbling Matt but not ashamed of it.

"I'm not lost."

I trail my fingers across his thigh, intentionally avoiding his dick now, "I'm just taking a slight detour."

I take his cock firmly in my hand, "See?"

"It's called teasing," I say before glaring at him playfully, "don't do it."

I laugh a little before getting into a little more comfortable on Matt's lap as we give each other, basically, the hand jobs from heaven.

I take his chin by my other hand and pull it down a little, bringing his lips down to mine as we start to kiss a little more deeply as the intimacy builds.

We've never really kissed like this before. It's a nice change of pace. Thee's something so much more intimate and romantic and perfect about this. His hand feels like God's own as it strokes me, bringing pleasure to me swiftly as easily. I can only hope I'm matching up to it with him.

I groan into his mouth as I feel his hand just gliding up and down, and up and down. His movements are so slick almost as if I can't believe my luck.

Our kiss deepens as we progress into a deeper state of bliss.

I start to push Mat back onto the bed, so he's lying on his back and I'm sitting onto of him, leaning over him as we kiss. Just hoping that he'll take control and push me over so I'm on my back, I can't wait to have him atop of me.

I hold him to me as we continue to kiss, slowly and deeply. My hands move along his back, gently carressing the smooth contours of his heavenly body. I roll us over, so he's below me, I want to be able to look down at this fallen angel.

I'm still jacking him off but it's not my main priority anymore. I just want to feel every single inch of this amazing creature.

"I love you. I love you. I love you." I repeat as my lips move from his mouth, along the curves of his neck.

"Me too baby, me too," I say as I turn my head, kissing whatever part of him I can reach, which happens to be his ear.

I move my hand up his back, loving feeling his weight on me, submissing me into the bed sheets if you will. I bite my lip as I gasp, his dick brushing softly against my own, increasing my arousal.

I take my hand that was lazily jerking off his cock and take his own hand away from my own aching hard. I then take both of our cocks in my hand and squeeze both of us, making us both in unison.

This feels amazing, so intimate, so fucking good. I move against him, brushing our cocks together again. I love the feeling of him against me like this, us moving together as one. I'd love to go further right now but I wouldn't actually know how.

My mouth is at his shoulder now. I'm resisting the urge to bite his creamy neck, I don't want to hurt him, to marr his beauty in any kind of way.

"You're so fucking beautiful."

I move my kisses across his collarbones.

"You're everything I could ever want..."

"Oh God Matty," I moan out, from the feeling he's causing me and with the words that he is saying to me.

I have had people tell me I'm hot, that I'm sexy but I have never being called beautiful, not by anyone. And when it's Matt calling me this, it feels so amazing.

"I love you so much," I tell him, kissing his ear again.

I want him so much for us to go all the way now, to make love so he can make me his, mark me and make us both feel like one. I want to feel that feeling of being filled, physically and mentally. But, I don't want to push him into his first time right away.

I will never get tried of hearing his sweet voice telling me that. I want to hear it everyday, I want to tell him everyday how much he means to me, so he always knows that someone loves him, that there's always someone around him who cares.

I want to make love to him so badly right now. I'm trying to think of how to tell him this. I'd never really expected to have to ask someone this before. In fact the only person I did ask... well he doesn't matter anymore.

I lift my lips from his neck.

"I want you Zacky, I want all of you."

[[I think we need actual sex. We've only had one sex scene in this.]]

"Oh Matt, I want you too. Please, make love to me," I say a little too desperately as my hands find their way to his back.

I open my eyes to look at his face, biting into my lip so I don't moan from the friction I am getting from Matt right now.

"Please."

[[Okie Dokie Artichokie!]]

"You're so polite." I say with a half laugh, "We got any... supplies and... I don't want to hurt you."

I stroke his face, "I never want to hurt you."

It's times like this I curse my size. Even though I know most guys would be jealous and I'm sure it'll feel amazing for Zacky once I've started.

"Er yeah, I gave them to you, earlier?" I ask him as I sit up a little and look around where I can actually see on the bed.

I look down and spot the lube and a packet of condoms wedged between the wall and the bed. I grin with victory before reaching down and grabbing them as Matt sits up on my lap.

I look back up at him, handing him the supplies with a smile. I take my time to just admire his amazing body, thinking how fucking lucky I am to be actually fucking with this guy, and not just a fuck buddy like it would have being before.

I reach out, stroking his chest as he places the supplies on my stomach, "You are so perfect."

My smiles grows wider with every sweet word that falls delicately from his tender lips. I pick up the condom from his chest, tearing it open as I continue staring at his beautiful face. I roll the condom across me, my eyes falling shut, regretfully, as I do so.

I force my eyes open as soon as I can, wanting to watch him as I prepare him. I take the lube and squirt it over my fingers.

I lean down to press a kiss to his lips.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you."

My fingers brush against his entrance, teasing the puckered hole before pressing inside carefully.

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