CHAPTER 384: FIRST TIME [M]

Lane stared down at Damien with a complicated expression on his face.

He HAD actually been joking. He didn’t expect Damien to do it with his mouth.

Not because he didn’t like the idea, of course, not at all! Damien looked incredibly sexy like that, biting the ribbon with his teeth to undo it. It was just that he hadn’t expected the man to do it. Somehow, even after being sexually active for so long, Damien still remained a bit of a prude, so actions like that just didn’t seem to fit him...

But that made it even more exciting for Lane, that Damien was willing to do that. It was just a silly little thing, when he thought about it, but still. Looking at Damien, pulling the ribbon off of him with his teeth, made his already hard cock twitch even harder, tightening the ribbon that was wrapped around it.

It was a side of Damien that only Lane had ever gotten a chance to see. And only he ever would, if he had any say in it. It was just too damn good to share with anyone else.

With a tug of Damien’s teeth, the bow quickly came undone. It had been just tied up by Lane in a hurry, with the help of his telekinetic ability, it hadn’t been tightened too much. The ribbon was just there because he was a ’present’, so he wanted to look the part, there was no other intention behind it. It was always meant to be removed before or during the sex, one way or another. Lane would much rather have Damien kiss his skin, than suck on a piece of ribbon.

However, undoing the bow wasn’t enough to deal with the problem. Wanting to ’present’ himself well, Lane used a lot of ribbon, circling around his body and limbs multiple times... Although it all loosened up once the bow keeping it in place was done, and with the ribbon torn at the wrists torn, it still wouldn’t give way completely. Damien glanced at the ribbon, then at Lane’s face, then back at the ribbon...

And he let out a sigh. It would be easier to just cut it in a few places with scissors, but it would probably ruin the mood if he were to get them now. So, instead, he continued to pull on it with his teeth, helping himself with his hands whenever necessary. Especially around the neck, when pulling too hard could make Lane choke.

To be honest, Lane was also now regretting his choice. It was far more... annoying and inconvenient as he thought, the longer it went on. The ribbon tangled up everywhere. Maybe he shouldn’t have wrapped himself so much, or maybe he should have checked if there was something like edible ribbon, that would melt in the mouth... It would have probably been more fragile, and harder to wrap in a rush, but at least it wouldn’t become such a bother now.

He wouldn’t admit his mistake out loud, though. Instead, taking advantage of the fact that Damien was absorbed in dealing with the ribbon, he secretly used his telekinesis ability to help him out. It was a bit hard to focus on his ability, since Damien was also peppering his skin with kisses, sucking and biting, at the same time, slowly moving down, but at least it was something. By the time Damien finally reached Lane’s cock, the ribbon was mostly untangled, only still loosely wrapped around his legs.

Damien paused for a moment, removing the piece of red ribbon from Lane’s cock, slightly damp from the precum. He stroked the throbbing length with his calloused fingers...

And then he took it in his mouth.

"Ah!" Lane let out a gasp, as Damien’s tongue swirled around the tip of his cock, licking off the droplets of milky liquid. Damien started sucking on his length, one of his hands supporting Lane’s hips from the back, while the other held the base of his cock, as his lips started moving up and down.

...Truly, he had improved a lot over the past few months, since they had started sleeping with each other. It was hard to believe that when they had first met, Damien had known hardly anything about sex, maybe even less than what was common knowledge.

Damien continued to move his lips, increasing his pace, as Lane’s breathing grew more and more ragged. Lane stirred underneath him, but Damien’s hand kept him steadily in place. Lane could only grasp onto the sheets, as he gasped and groaned...

It didn’t take long before his abdomen trembled. He let out another loud gasp, and his back curved, his hips pushing up, as a string of thick, warm liquid shot straight into Damien’s throat.

"Ah!"

Damien waited for a moment, until Lane’s body grew limp, dropping down onto the mattress. Only then did he withdraw, swallowing the contents of his mouth. He took a look at Lane’s flushed face, resting on a pillow, his eyes half-closed and dazed from the bliss...

But he knew that this state wouldn’t last too long. Lane had great stamina in bed. In a few minutes, he would be up and running, ready for another round. So, Damien reached out to grab the lube and one of the condoms, which were already waiting for him on the bed, among the scattered rose petals. His cock was already hard, so he tore the condom packet open, and pulled the condom over his length. He still had to prepare Lane, but he wanted to try to put the condom on first, while Lane was still taking a short rest, since it was his first time, and he didn’t know if he could do it well. It seemed so easy each time that Lane had done it, but that was hardly a reference. Lane must have done it way more times than Damien wanted to know.

It really didn’t turn out to be that hard, though. He was a bit clumsy with it, and it took him longer than it would have taken Lane, but still, in a short moment, he got it on. It felt quite snug, but not too tight. Thankfully, he and Lane were about the same size, so the condoms that Lane used, fitted Damien perfectly as well.

It only took him a short moment. Yet, once he was done, and he lifted his head... He noticed Lane staring at him with wide eyes, his previously flushed face now slightly pale.

Damien couldn’t help but hesitate. Had he misunderstood Lane’s meaning behind this ’present’? "Is everything alright?" he asked carefully.

Lane blinked a few times, snapping out of it. "Ah, yes," he said, trying to act nonchalant. "It’s just... you’re big."

"Just like you," Damien pointed out.

To which Lane almost automatically responded, "I’m longer."

"Ah, is that so?"

"But you’re thicker," Lane then added.

Damien looked at both of them. Lane’s cock wasn’t up again yet, so he couldn’t really compare them right now, but based on his memories, "They always seemed the same to me."

"Well, they are," Lane nodded his head, agreeing.

So... what was it about? Damien furrowed his brows, confused.

They stayed like that for a while in awkward silence, Lane lying on his back, while Damien on his knees. Until eventually, Damien slowly said, "You know, if you don’t want to..."

Before he could finish his sentence, though, Lane interrupted him, "That’s not it. I was just... I was just wondering why you are putting on a condom already. You know you have to prepare me first, right?"

He was just trying to act calm and cool, and Damien could tell it. It was obvious from the look on his face that he was nervous about it, no matter how hard he tried to conceal it. Perhaps it wasn’t even about Damien’s side, but simply that Lane was still hesitant to let anyone top him...

Which got Damien thinking, was it really a good idea? Yes, he wanted to top Lane, and he was happy that Lane allowed it... But what if he was going to change his mind afterwards? If Lane hated it, and regretted it after the fact... It could potentially affect their relationship. Although things had gotten better, Damien still didn’t know how stable they actually were. And if it could potentially break them apart... Damien didn’t mind always being a bottom, but losing Lane because he also wanted to top sometimes...

"Oh, come on," Lane clicked his tongue, losing his patience. All this waiting only made him more and more anxious. He quickly lifted himself up, snatched the lube from Damien’s hand, then grabbed his other hand, and without hesitation, squirted a lot of gel onto his hand. Perhaps a bit too much even, as in his frustration mixed with anxiety, he squeezed the tube too hard.

But it didn’t matter. Too much lube was better than not enough lube.

"Let’s just start!" he said. He didn’t want to rush Damien... But at this rate, he really wouldn’t be able to handle it any longer. "Here, go on..." He pulled Damien’s hand toward his ass. Damien gulped loudly...

And finally, he pushed one of his fingers into Lane’s hole.