Tyler POV
I couldn't breathe.
My head was spinning out of control as I lay naked on the bed, with Josh scrambling through his drawers looking for his secret tube of lube.
I was about to take it from behind.
"I swear Josh if I end up the only one fully naked here I swear I'll never let you do this to me again."
"What? Of course, you aren't," He laughed, much to my annoyance. "We're having sex, dingus. Both of us have to be naked to have sex." He said with a sassy tone.
"You better not tell anyone about this either," I warned him with a mumble. "I don't want anyone ever finding out that I took the bottom position. It's already bad enough that my family knows you're gay, they don't need to know that I am too."
"You know I won't tell."
I tried to control my breathing. Holy hell, why was I so nervous? Josh and I had talked about doing this for months now. Josh fantasized about this moment and so did I. So why was I so nervous? I should be excited right? Everyone's excited for their first time! Josh couldn't wait and there I was, thinking about going home and never think about this again.
Josh lets out a characteristic gasp as he opens a drawer. "Found it!" Oh fuck, this was happening. "You ready, Ty?"
"Don't call me Ty," I mumbled as he spread the lube around his penis and my butt. "Just go whenever you're ready."
My breathing was heavy as I began to feel the head of Josh's penis line up against my hole.
Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck, this was about to happen.
Josh let out a deep breath. "You ready?"
Fuck! Why was he taking so long? "God dammit, Josh, just put it inside me already, will ya'?"
Perhaps I should've worded my demand a little less desperate. I kid you not, upon hearing my demand for Josh to go ahead and impale me, he pushed his entire penis up my ass. Literally, all of it.
"Oh, fuck!" I yelped in pain.
"You okay?" Asked Josh.
"What are you doing, Josh? Fuck me!"
Jesus, why was I sounding so desperate? I couldn't help but scream and moan into Josh's pillow as I felt him pushing in and out of me. My whole body felt as if it was burning but I couldn't help but moan in delight.
It didn't take long for Josh to put himself right on top of me so that my bare back was touching his bare chest. His hand reached out underneath me and started to stroke my penis up and down. We were both moaning and starting to sweat. I had never felt like this before, yet I didn't want the feeling to end. Ever.
I eventually ended up on my back with my legs lifted to let Josh continue to come in and out of me as we kissed like we had never kissed before. I wanted him so bad at that moment despite him being right there. I wanted all of him. I wanted more of him.
Josh eventually pulled out of our kiss. "I'm about to cum. I can pull out now if you want."
"I don't care, Josh. Don't slow down, please."
Fuck, I was horny and sounding very slutty. Looking back, it is a little embarrassing. But I don't blame myself in the slightest.
Josh did as was told of him and sped up his pace. He groaned louder than I'd ever heard him groan as I felt him loading me up with his semen. The thought of Josh putting his possible children inside of me was the cherry on top, and before I knew it, my own semen was being shot onto my bare chest and belly.
"Fuck," I moaned in between heavy breaths.
Josh was also breathing heavily. "Jesus, Ty. We did it."
"Fuck,"
Josh gave me one last kiss before pulling out. "You sure you're family won't find out?"
I clear my throat, trying my best to ignore the pain as I push myself to sit up. "I'm spending the night here, so hopefully by the time I leave tomorrow it won't ache anymore," I tell him. "How 'bout you? You're not worried about your family finding out?"
"Dude, I told them I'm gay years ago," he tells me. "They're not worried about where or who I have sex with. They just want me to be safe and use protection."
My eyes scanned his body from top to bottom. "I don't see a condom on you."
He laughed. "It's not like I'm having sex with a girl and I have to worry about impregnating her."
An awkward silence fills the room as we both sit there, staring at each other. It seems like for the first time in our lifelong friendship, we have nothing to say.
It's me who breaks the silence by standing up, wincing in pain. "I'm gonna go take a shower."
"You've got the bottom walk." Josh jokes.
"Shut up."
"Bottom."
I turn to look at him from the doorway to the bathroom. "C'mon, you promised that you wouldn't make fun of me for being the bottom. One of us had to do it."
"I apologize, my slutty bottom."
"I'm being top next time," I mumble.
"Nuh-uh." He replies. "Our positions are set. You're bottom and I'm top."
"Whatever you say," I close the door behind me. I try to be mad, but I can't help but smile. Josh is mine. And I'm his.
