Sweet Raptured Night

"You sure you want to do this?" Andrew asked, nervously looking at his lover.

Sprawled on the bed, naked, Xander looked at Andrew seriously and nodded. "Yeah." He smiled tenderly and gently touched Andrew's arm, urging him to lie beside him. "We've been together for a while and we've always done it the other way 'round. And I kinda want to know what it feels like, you know?"

Andrew smiled shyly and nodded. "It feels awesome, like you're part of me and you fill me up and..." He stopped, blushing slightly. "I guess I understand why you want to try," he finally continued, looking over at Xander, but still fidgeting nervously. "I just don't know if I can be good that... that way." He smiled apologetically and wished Xander could understand his fear.

The brunette gently brushed his hand over Andrew's left cheek, his sole eye twinkling in the soft light of the bedside lamp. "You're awesome Andrew. I'm sure it'll be perfect." He gently kissed his lover, eye closed, before straddling him. "I can still take control if you want? We've never really talked about it, but I... is that what you want?"

Andrew gulped, blushing again. Nodding, he slowly ran his hands up and down Xander's back. "Just... I'll do it. Just that... I'm kinda nervous and... well... I like it when you, you know," He didn't look away, he was way past that stage with Xander. But he could never hide his blushing. Xander had often told him how he looked cute when he blushed and that alone made Andrew want to do it more.

Xander leered at Andrew, loving how the color rose on his lover's cheeks. He leaned over to Andrew's ear and whispered hoarsely: "When I take control?"

Andrew shivered from head to toe and nodded; yet again, his mouth failed him and he couldn't speak. He licked his lips in anticipation and rested his hands on Xander's asscheeks. He loved Xander's ass, but he had never thought about actually doing what he was about to do. Oh, he had had the occasional dream, but he had never felt the need for it. Though now that he was thinking about it, his cock seemed to agree that it was a very good idea.

Or maybe it was just the feel of Xander's hot breath on his neck, or Xander's hands on his hips, Xander's naked body over his. Xander's everything. Xander always managed to make him hard.

Xander moved his head and captured Andrew's lips in a passionate kiss. Their lips tangled together before parting to let their tongues slide against one another. The brunette's hands wandered across Andrew's chest to play with his nipples, rubbing over them, then capturing the hard nubs between two fingers and twisting gently. Xander knew it was the easiest way to drive his lover crazy. Andrew could cum just from Xander playing with his nipples. But that's not what Xander wanted tonight, so he stopped and moved his hands lower, gently caressing the skin under his palms. Moving up and down Andrew's chest and belly, he elicited light chuckles from his ticklish lover, but never broke the kiss.

Andrew was being driven crazy. He knew it. Xander was trying to take his mind off the scary thought of being the top for one night and he was succeeding. Not that Andrew minded. He loved the feel of Xander's hands on his skin, how they could make him shiver and gasp. There was nothing like his hands. He could feel them dipping lower and lower, caressing his hips and then his thighs, but not touching his groin. He moaned low in his throat and kneeded Xander's ass, urging him for more.

"God, Andrew, you're so sensitive." Xander moaned, parting their lips slightly. He was out of breath at the mere sight of his lover shivering from his touch.

Andrew waited for Xander's lips to touch his again, but gasped when he felt his lover kissing his neck instead, quickly going lower and lower, not stopping, just kissing his way down. When he finally reached his goal, Andrew groaned and gripped his hands on the sheets, Xander now being too far for him to grab his ass. "Xander!" Andrew half moaned, half screamed.

Xander smiled, kissing his way down Andrew's cock and back up to the tip, before licking his way down and back up again. He was toying with his lover's hard cock, like a lollipop. His right hand wrapped around the shaft to hold it steady. As his lips closed over the tip and he sucked, his left hand reached for the lube that Andrew was already handing to him.

How he had been able to grab the lube and give it to Xander was a total mystery for Andrew, but still, he'd done it and now he could feel Xander's mouth leaving his cock and his hand stroking him. His vision was clouded as Xander uncapped the bottle and squirted some lube onto his hand, then he closed his eyes as fingers encircled him and proceeded to coat his cock thoroughly. "Fuck! Xander!"

"Mmm, yeah? Wasn't that the point?" Xander leered, releasing Andrew's hard member and stradding him once more.

Happily, Andrew grabbed Xander's ass again and gasped as their cocks touched. Xander captured his lips in a searing kiss and Andrew completely forgot what he was supposed to do. Luckily for him, Xander didn't. He reached behind himself and grabbed one of Andrew's hands, pushing it farther down the cleft of his ass. He hissed into the kiss as Andrew's fingers brushed over his hole and pushed against it, trying to urge Andrew in.

"Come on Andrew," he whispered, his lips never leaving his lover's.

Shaking slightly, Andrew pushed his fingers against Xander's hole. Not entering it, just resting his finger there, then moving it slightly in circle, teasing. "I don't know if I can, Xan... I need..."

Xander reached for the lube and showed it to Andrew. "This?"

Andrew nodded. "Yeah, that... but also, can you get on your back? it'd be easier, I can't reach..."

Not leaving Andrew any chance to finish his sentence, Xander kissed him swiftly, then pushed away from his lover and laid down on his back. He lifted his legs with his hands, exposing his virgin hole. "That'll do?" He asked, leering teasingly as Andrew stared at him in shock, before kneeling and moving between Xander's legs.

"Yeah, that's good," he whispered, his eyes locked with Xander as he spread lube on his fingers. Looking back down and concentrating on his task, Andrew pushed his middle finger against Xander's hole, gently.

The brunette hissed with pleasure as the finger breached him and slowly entered him, then withdrew, just as slowly. "Fuck Andy!"

"Well, yeah, isn't that the point?" Andrew giggled, echoing Xander's earlier words. He worked his finger in and out of Xander's hole faster with each push. "I'm not hurting you, am I?" He asked, suddenly scared as Xander's moans increased.

"Not!" Andrew's fingers touched something inside and Xander gasped his answer. "Oh fuck, yeah!" He moaned. "Keep on doing... that!"

Andrew smiled proudly. Maybe he really could do it. If Xander was liking it so much, then he probably was doing something right, right? Right.

"Andy, fuck, please! Stop teasing me and fuck me already!" Xander whimpered, as Andrew was withdrawing his finger.

Andrew laughed nervously and coated his cock with lube some more, purposedly not looking at Xander.

Letting go of his legs, Xander sat and cupped his boyfriend's cheeks in his hands, lifting Andrew's face so their eyes could meet. "Anxious, baby?"

Andrew nodded. "Yeah, I'm..." He smiled apologetically. He really thought he could, but now that it was moments away, that it wasn't just his fingers, but more, he felt like he could never be good enough.

"Lie down on your back," Xander whispered hoarsely in Andrew's ear.

Not waiting to be told again, Andrew did what Xander had asked, and waited.

It didn't take long. Xander straddled his hips and leaned over him, capturing his lips in a searing kiss. "Just feel this Andy." He whispered, reaching between their bodies for Andrew's cock. Holding it steady, Xander placed the hard shaft at his entrance and pushed down slowly. He bit his lip and hissed at the pressure, but continued to push until the head of Andrew's dick was inside him. "Just feel. That's how I feel when I enter you."

Andrew couldn't think, much less talk, eyes locked on Xander's, his hands holding his boyfriend's hips as he sank down and down... It felt... incredible. There was no other word in Andrew's mind to describe the feeling of having his cock encased in Xander's warm tightness, except maybe perfect. "Oh God! Oh God! this is how you feel... oh God. It's so tight." Wonder coloured his voice as the thought finally sank in. He was inside Xander. He was Xander's first. His boyfriend was giving him his virginity. Never had he thought he would be anyone's first. Water gathered in his eyes and lonely tears started to pool out of his eyes, tracing a path down his temples.

"Hey," Xander stopped moving and cradled his lover's face with his hands. "What's up, Andy? Why are you crying?"

Andrew shook his head. "Nothing. I just... I'm your first." He whispered, sniffling softly.

Xander smiled. "Yes you are, baby." He kissed him softly. "Feel how tight it is? That's how tight you were when I first took you. And how tight you still are when I push my hard cock in you. Isn't it amazing?" He kissed Andrew's temples, first the right, then the left.

Andrew gasped, Xander having resumed his movements. "It's perfect," he finally managed to say.

Time seemed to stop as they locked eyes and Xander picked up speed, moving faster and faster up and down, his asshole stretching to allow Andrew's cock without pain. Pressure gave way to pleasure and the brunette arched his back and took hold of his boyfriend's knees, the cock in him reaching deeper to brush over a little bundle of nerves he'd only ever heard of. "Fuck!" He gasped as bliss coursed through his every nerves.

Andrew could feel himself getting closer and closer to his climax. All the foreplay had already pushed him near the edge and the wonderful pressure on his cock didn't help. "Oh God! Xan! I'm gonna cum soon!" He rasped, trying to keep his voice from failing him.

Xander put his hands on either side of Andrew's shoulders and leaned back down capturing Andrew's lips with his own, once again. Their lips parted and their tongues slid against each other. Never breaking the kiss, Xander increased his pace, moaning at the wonderful pressure that this new position was putting on his cock. He wouldn't be long in cumming either. "Hold on for me, baby." He whispered in the kiss, their lips still touching.

Andrew wrapped his arms around Xander's waist and rested his hands on his boyfriend's ass cheeks. Suddenly, he grabbed the flesh under his hands hard enough to bruise and cried out in Xander's mouth. Xander rode his boyfriend's climax with hard, fast stroke, swiftly following with his own release. Their cries of pleasure echoed on the walls around them as they tried to hold on to the bliss for as long as they could.

Finally spent, Xander let himself fall on the bed beside Andrew, making sure not to crush his lover's small frame and moaning as he felt Andrew's cock leaving him. He threw his arm over Andrew's belly and gathered the young man close to him. Still panting, they basked in the afterglow for a long time, just holding on to each other.

"It was wonderful." Andrew finally whispered, his head pillowed on Xander's chest.

The brunette smiled. "Yeah, that it was. You were amazing, Andy." Xander replied, before kissing the top of his boyfriend's head.

Andrew blushed, but said nothing. He wrapped his leg over Xander's and closed his eyes, his arms tightening their hold. "I love you." He whispered, his voice hoarse with exhaustion and post-coital bliss.

Xander's hand brushed a stray hair from Andrew's face and his smile softened even more, as he watched Andrew slowly giving in to sleep. He was so adorable when he slept. "I love you too, Andy. Sleep now." Xander said, his own eye closing against his will.

"Night."

The End.