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“Good,” he muttered. I led him into my bedroom, lit as it was by Death Star shaped lamp in the corner.

“Well this is fucking nerdy, innit?” Lewis poked at the Death Star lamp. “Queer and into stuff like this, no wonder you don’t have many friends.”

“Thanks, I guess,” I replied.

“Nah, no offence like. Just saying it like I see it.” Lewis’s lips were back on mine before I could respond and his hands were fumbling with his belt, then fly before his trousers and boxers dropped to the floor. I pulled my own trousers down and I could feel his half-hard length pushing up against my boxers, so I took him in hand as he kissed me more. His hand brushed over my bulge but didn’t make any move to do much more with it. I knew my place in our trysts. I did the touching, the pleasuring. I could finish myself off later.

But that’s why I was so excited for tonight. If he was going to fuck me, I’d finally get that feeling in return.

Lewis was unbuttoning his shirt, and I did mine too. He pulled it off, leaving him stood in just the tie. I was in my boxers, and I quickly shrugged them off. Lewis glanced down at me briefly before we were kissing again and I was being pushed back onto the bed.

Lewis’ arms caged me as he pushed my legs upward onto his shoulders, and for the first time since we’d met I wondered how naive and inexperienced this uber-confident rugby player actually was. He was rutting up against me

“So I just push in, right?” he asked, notching himself up with me.

“Fucking hell, Lewis!” I scrambled backward as he pushed and he collapsed on to me, pinning me to the bed.

“What? What did I do wrong?”

“You think you can just go in with no preparation?”

“Oh yeah,” he said. He spat in his hand and put his hand over his cock. “Just like they do in porn.”

“No, not like they do in porn!” I rolled over to grab the lube from my bedside table. “Use this.”

“Oh. Do I have to…touch you, or…”

“Let me sort myself, you sort yourself,” I huffed. I had practised with a couple of fingers before and knew vaguely the process of relaxing myself. I took the lube from him and used it to slick up two fingers. Lewis looked vaguely nauseous as I did. Once I nodded at him, he pushed my legs back up and looked down to line himself up.

“Right, let’s try this, “ said Lewis,

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I had a restless sleep with Lewis’ head on my chest, and my stomach was churning. I knew that losing my virginity wasn’t necessarily going to be a great thing, but…there was something about being caged in by Lewis’ arms as he’d clumsily jackhammered for twenty minutes until he’d said“I’m too buzzed, mate. Not gonna finish”that made the whole experience feel a bit shit. And then the fact he’d rolled over and started snoring without asking me if I’d like any help made me feel any worse. Not that I’d still been hard at that point.

And now I felt claustrophobic as his naked form sweated up against me, our clothes still strewn across the floor. I almost wished we never had bothered with tonight. But…there were no take backs now. That was it. It was done. Never getting that back. And I knew that come the morning we could both forget it had ever happened and I would make myself strong enough to resist him. I’d be moving away for university in just a few short months.

“What on earth?” my mother’s voice rocked the room, startling me awake. Lewis had crept even further over me in the night, and I instinctively screeched and threw him off as my mother stood in the doorway in the early morning light. Lewis tumbled to the floor, completely naked, as I clutched the covers up and over myself.

“Wha-wha’s app’nin,” Lewis slurred. And then his eyes snapped open and he seemed to remember where he was. He covered his dick with one hand as he hopped around the room, swearing and trying to find his boxers.

“Isaid,what the hell is going on?” Mum repeated. And Lewis stopped. Just stood there, with his hands covering very little sea looking at her like his life was over.

“This is Lewis,” I said. I steeled myself for what I was about to say next, knowing it would fuck us both up. “My boyfriend.”

Lewis looked even more horrified than he already had.

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Chapter Fourteen - Finn

There was nothing better, I thought, still half asleep and content, than waking up warm with my body wrapped around another man. That bedroom smell on skin in the early morning, the soft snuffles of early morning snoring…

“Get off, get off, get off!” I was woken properly by a shout, and suddenly I was tumbling out of bed. My elbow connected with the floor first and I howled as I rolled across thinly carpeted floor. As I rubbed my arm and tried to open my eyes properly, a shock of pink hair came into my vision. “Sorry, so sorry!” Nathan’s grey eyes were wide with concern. “…just, nightmare, sorry.”

I looked up at him in a daze, my brain still not working. “Nightmare? What were you, sumo wrestling?”

“…something like that,” replied Nathan. The smile I’d seen a few times the night before wasn’t there in the morning, and I wanted that to change.

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