it was around 11:30pm. i was having a house party with my friends, including him. lewis. i've known him since i was 4. we're 16 now. we hung out a lot when we were like 9 but i never remember thinking of him as a crush or anything. at the start of the school year, i was moved into his english class. i hadn't spoke to him or had a class with him for like 3 years. it was refreshing. he's tall, skinny, has dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. the basic. but his personality is unique and different. that's what i like about him. we became closer a few weeks ago and started opening up to each other, discovering we are both bi. i'd came out to a few friends but he hadn't told anyone. however, we both have the same attitude of "if people find out, they find out. and that's it." we don't care about other people's opinions. that's why i love us.
i was pretty drunk, but so was everyone else. i'd never had a proper boyfriend, girlfriend or even kissed anyone. i knew i was hot though. and i have a great personality and i'm funny. people are missing out to be honest. but when the time comes, they'll know i was worth the wait. i was wearing my usual baggy jeans and black hoodie. my short, brown hair laid on my shoulders, and my loose fringe hung over my eyes. i looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. "you're so hot." i laughed at myself. all of my friends were either in rooms with their boyfriends or dancing downstairs to the shitty music i don't like. i felt dizzy, so i laid in the bath. i looked at the ceiling and just thought. about life. and how great it is. i know by now that having a boyfriend and being skinny isn't all that happiness can be, and thank fuck i do.
i'd been lying there for like 5 minutes. i think. i don't know to be honest. i was too drunk to know. the door swung open and it was him. he pressed his head and back against the door. he didn't even notice i was in the fucking bath so i just laid there waiting for him to notice. "fuck." he whispered under his breath. clearly drunk. i let out a small chuckle. he still didn't notice. yep. definitely drunk. he was wearing grey joggies and a white adidas top. it was hot i can't lie.
"em... hi."
"oh- fuck"
i laughed.
"how- when did you get here?!"
"oh, just a second ago, i magically slid under the door, through your legs and into the bath."
"ha ha.. very funny you tease."
"oh? you think i'm a tease?" i stood up, staggering out of the bath laughing.
"i do yeah.." he said looking at me.
"i can show u a tease" i couldn't believe myself.. i knew i was confident but never actually thought i'd say shit like this to someone.
"oh really? okay."
we looked eachother in the eyes. all i could hear was the muffled music playing downstairs and his breathing.
"come to my room?" i offered
"yes please." he said leaning in.
i stopped him.
"ah- wait here. count down a minute and come get me."
"sixty.. fifty nine..."
i ran my fingers along his chest, sneaking out of the bathroom and quickly running over to my room. i slid on my favourite lingerie set, covering it with my pulp fiction t-shirt, (which he loved) running around my room making sure it was tidy. just the lights on my wall we're turned on, so it was pretty dark but you could still make out what was happening. i put my favourite playlist on shuffle just a few seconds before he entered.
the intro to 'Girls and Boys' by Blur started playing.
"how fitting."
"very."
he looked me up and down, coming closer.
he put his hands on my waist, gripping my t shirt harder as he kissed my neck.
"fuck. hmmm"
"that good?" he laughed.
"hmmm you know it is." i slurred out.
i decided i wanted to be in control.
and so, i pulled away, throwing him on the end of my bed.
"oh fuck." he took a deep breath.
the chorus was coming up. i knew it because this was my favourite song.
"girls who are boys who like boys to be girls..." i danced around, teasing him, slowly getting closer as often i bit my lip and lifted up my t shirt revealing my thong.
"oh fuck off" he laughed throwing his head back.
i sat on his lap, my legs on either side of him, pulling his hair to bring his head forward.
"always should be someone you really love." i sang along to damon in his ear. he looked like damon albarn himself. i think that's what attracted me.
i was really into it at this point, feeling confident as ever.
i pressed my lips on his, slowly getting more aggressive as we crawled back to the headboard of my bed, me still on top. i could feel him getting hard. and this was only my first kiss nevermind anything else. told you i was worth the wait.
i started giggling while still kissing him, as we ran each other's fingers through our hair and over our bodies.
"hmm.. what.. why.. what's.. so.. funny" he asked in between the kiss.
i broke away. "you're hard and you know it." i looked up at him with daring eyes and a smirk.
he was towering over me, looking down.
"really? i hadn't noticed."
this is what i liked about him. he was funny and knew it, and used it to his advantage.
"need help?"
"if you'd be so kind to."
i smiled and licked my lips, slowly moving my hand closer to his dick. i began kissing him again, while rubbing it slowly, teasing him.
"fuck me. oh my god that's good."
he seemed very, very happy. it then dawned on me that this was also his first time doing something other than kissing. this made me feel even more powerful, even though he'd been the one to have done more than me.
i started moving down, rolling his t shirt up and licking his stomach. it felt amazing for me too, not just him. i looked up, asking if this was okay and his response was just a gentle nod. i could tell he wanted it. god, he couldn't even get the words out he was that into it. i wrapped my lips around his hard dick, licking the top, slowly making my way down. it was big. i'd imagined it to be. he started panting, letting out occasional moans and loud breaths.
"fuck me."
i looked him directly in the eyes.
"w- what?" he replied.
i wanted it. i really did.
"i mean.. only if you want to"
"of course i fucking do"
he quickly pulled a condom from his pocket and put it on, to then flip me over, him now on top, smirking and looking me right in the eyes. he knew i was a virgin, but so was he. so i didn't feel scared. i'd been waiting for so long.
"oh- oh my- holy fuck lewis oh my fucking god"
"is that okay?"
"fuck.. yes don't stop"
he was inside me and fucking hell it felt good. it was the best pain i'd ever felt. i couldn't help myself but moan. all those nights of masurbating while watching porn or reading fan fiction couldn't even compare to this.
"oh my god this is fucking amazing."
"yeah.. but.. just.. stop talking.."
"sorry.. fuck"
he was so adorable and childish, yet at the same time so sexy and dominating. i wanted to fuck him as long as i could, but also cuddle him all day. i looked up at him, he was genuinely beautiful. he really did remind me of damon albarn himself, who i loved. but he knew he looked like him. he was one of his many secret male celebrity crushes. knowing that he liked boys too really turned me on, i don't know why, but it did. his body was great too. he didn't have some sturdy six pack and big muscles, which made him perfect. i could stare at him all day.
his little occasional pants and moans made me giggle, but this overpowering feeling took over and stole every thought in my head. i let out the biggest moan ever, and i was genuinely embarrassed. he fell on top of me, as i felt his sweaty chest on mine.
"fuck."
"you're amazing."
"and so are you."
i finally felt appreciated.
"you are beautiful. you know that?"
"of course i do," i replied standing over him, "i'm the sexiest bitch you'll ever meet!"
he laughed, pulling me down, to sit on his lap.
"good. you should know it. and you are."
we sat in silence for a moment, just looking at each other.
"how ironic was it that girls and boys was playing."
"i know, guess it was meant to be."
we dubbed it as our song when he told me he was bicurious, and it reminds me of him whenever i hear it. so it really was ironic. he lay beside me, kissed my head and put one arm around my back, the other grabbing my boob.
i chuckled.
"you can't help yourself for one minute, can you?"
"nope!" he winked at me, pulling me closer.
"now.. i hope you weren't looking at the damon pictures on your wall while we were—"
"oh fuck off!" i rolled on top of him, laughing.
"oh god.. again? i don't think i have the energy for this.."
"oh shut up you're such a tease."
"so i'm the tease now?"
"mhmm." i kissed his nose.
