I remember meeting him on a cold winter night as I took one of my usual walks through a nearby and nearly deserted park. I sat on one of the benches, my hands buried deep in the pockets of my coat and enjoying the quiet sound of the leaves brushing together, and suddenly the surprising sound of footsteps.
"All alone at this time of night?" Asked a male voice. Initially, I was confused. I figured I was alone and although I heard footsteps I didn't think they were so close. Little did I know this person, Luke, would become someone I would trust with my life.
We grew close and I, a quiet and shy boy new to love and experiencing the real world became attached to someone I had only heard negative remarks about.
"Oh, Luke?" Most would ask. "He'll kick anybody's ass without question. He's completely rude."
I ignore what anybody else has to say about him. And so far, I've been given good reason to. Our first night spent together consisted of me visiting his quaint and comforting home a few weeks after meeting. He told me to pack a spare set of clothing for the night and for the next day, which of course, I was glad to do.
We spent the evening laughing until our sides ached and watching random television shows on his living room couch. Once night hit, just like any couple would do, we headed into the bedroom. Being a complete virgin to everything except his (and only his) hugs and kisses, I was nervous. Very nervous. To the point that when I was changing into my boxers and t-shirt in his bathroom before crawling into bed with him, I could feel my small hands shaking.
I distinctly remember looking at myself in the mirror and then down at my body. I could just tell what was to come of the night, and although I was more than happy to give my virginity up to him, I was afraid of the pain or the mistakes I'd probably end up making. But I sucked in my fear and made my way out of the comfort of my alone time in his bathroom and into his warm king-sized bed.
He smiled warmly at me and rested his arm over the pillow my head would otherwise be laying on, giving me a nice space to cuddle up into. Promply after resting my head on his shoulder I looked up into his eyes and soon his lips came in closer and met mine. I kissed him passionately, just as I always did, but this time it was deeper and more desperate in a sense. I could feel his body shift so he could carefully wrap his arms around me, one of his hands resting on my side. As he did this I couldn't help but smile against his lips and he did the same against mine, yet with an additional playful bite which admittedly make my grin wider.
After kissing to the point of needing to catch our breath, as we breathed softly against each other's lips, he began to slip my shirt off and soon did the same to his. My slim frame was nothing compared to his toned and fairly muscular build. I looked into his eyes as he trailed his fingers down my body, teasing at the waistband of my boxers. His touch sent shivers down my spine and oddly enough, caused my back to subtly arch.
He pressed his soft lips to my neck, a sensation that caused my erection to harden more than it possibly ever has. Not to mention force a soft breath out of my lips.
"This is your first time, isn't it?" He asked softly as his lips grazed my skin.
