Before slipping between the sheets with Puck, Ross had never gone to bed with a man who was a gay sex virgin. He remembered his own first time. It was his senior year in high school, and he felt like he was continually hyperventilating when he was finally able to touch another guy’s body anywhere that he wanted to for the first time.

Ross lay back on the bed and pushed his jeans down toward his knees letting Puck pull them the rest of the way off. He said, “Condoms are in the right-hand pocket. The lube is in the left.”

“I brought both, too. I talked to the doc about PrEP and stuff…and the test.”

Ross grinned. “You did? Wow, you’re awesome. I know gay guys that have been out for a decade who can’t talk to their doctor about sex. I got tested just a couple of months back, and I’m all negative.” He bit his lip. “I have to admit that it’s been more than a year…do condoms work for you?”

“Oh yeah.” Puck traced his index finger down the center of Ross’s chest and then began to slowly knead at the slim, fit chest. “Damn, you feel so good. Honestly, it’s just how I thought it might feel. Please don’t laugh if I want to stare at you and touch your body for hours.”

Ross blushed. “That’s the most flattering thing any guy’s ever said to me. If you make sure that you kiss me, too, you can touch all you want.”

Lying on the bed naked except for a pair of cobalt blue boxer briefs, Ross swallowed hard when Puck began to walk his fingers over Ross’s body like a kid let loose in a candy store. He kissed, and he stroked, and then his hand slipped inside the boxer briefs.

Ross said, “I want you naked.”

Puck was shirtless, but he was still wearing his jeans. “Oh, right.” He stood up at the side of the bed and began to kick off his sneakers with his heels.

Raising up on his elbow, Ross said, “Hold on right there. Slow down. We aren’t in the locker room. It’s a bedroom.”

Puck stared at Ross with a wide-eyed expression. “You’re going to…oh shit.”

“Make it slow and sexy. Don’t feel embarrassed. Pretend that you’re unwrapping a present, but you want to save all of the paper.”

Puck followed the instructions and slowly unzipped his jeans. “Is this better?”

“Perfect. Now, before you pull them down, turn around.” Ross spun his finger in a circle while Puck slowly turned to face away. Ross exhaled deeply. “You’ve got a perfect ass tucked into a perfectly fitting pair of jeans. Seriously, a lot of guys wear jeans that are too baggy for their ass.”

“Damn, I feel like…I don’t know. On display.”

Ross asked, “Does it make you horny?”

“Fuck yeah.” Puck peeled the jeans down and leaned over to push them to the floor thrusting his flawless, round ass into the air.

Ross gazed at Puck’s briefs. They were sexy. They were bright red with a pouch that pushed Puck’s equipment forward. “Sexy underwear.”

Puck chuckled nervously. “I’m glad you like it.”

“Back up next to the bed.

Puck followed the command and rolled his head back when Ross took the right ass cheek in his right hand. Puck held his hands up to his face moaning when Ross hooked his fingers into the waistband and pulled the briefs down.

Turning around, Puck asked, “I feel so stupid not knowing how this works, but top? Bottom? What are you? I don’t know what I am.”

Ross gazed up into the dark brown eyes and said, “I’m versatile. I love both. It’s the guy that’s important, not the way the body parts fit together.”

“Can I try top?” asked Puck.

“Of course. That’s probably easier for you anyway. Bottom can hurt a lot the first time.”

Puck blushed.

Ross tilted his head to the right. “Are you thinking about something? Is there something you want to try?”

“I was thinking it might not hurt as much as you suggested. Miranda was into pegging.”

Ross smiled. “Fuck, you’re so hot. Well, let’s start with you on top, and who knows where we’ll go from there.”

“You need to help.”

Ross moaned, “We’re gonna have fun.” He lunged forward to wrap an arm around Puck’s slim waist and pull him back to the bed. “I’ve got to have a taste first.”

“Lose your underwear first, please?”

“If you want them gone, then you need to take them off.”

Ross grinned to see his cock at full attention as Puck peeled back the boxer briefs. “Fuck, I’m glad that monster isn’t going inside me yet.” Puck asked, “Does it ever not fit?”

“I’m long but not really that thick. I doubt we would have a problem. I’m probably about the same size as a lot of dildos. It would probably hurt a little at first. Dildos and real cocks aren’t the same thing. I’ve taken both.”

Puck said, “We’ll have to try you inside soon. I’m curious.”

“We need to get you ready to fuck me…”

Puck held up a condom packet in his left hand.

“Not that yet.” Ross pushed Puck onto his back and slid partway down the bed. He wrapped his fingers around Puck’s thick cock and stroked firmly.

“Damn, that feels so good. I did do that with a guy a few times. In high school, I played around with a buddy one summer.”

“Did you suck?”

“No, I didn’t…oh shit!” Puck’s mouth dropped open as Ross took the entire head into his mouth. Puck balled up the bed’s spread into his hands. “That’s…oh fuck. It’s been so long since anyone has sucked. And maybe only three…ohh fuckk!”

Ross wanted to push Puck out of his web of past memories and lucid thoughts. He wanted his lover lost in a sea of nothing but pleasure. Ross wrapped his long, thin artist’s fingers around the base of Puck’s cock as he rocked his head forward and back slowly swallowing deeper and deeper.

“How do you…oh…you’ve got to teach…man!” Ross’s cock pressed hard into the bed as Puck drifted into incoherence. He wanted Puck close to the edge, but he didn’t want to risk any danger of pushing him over. Puck pounded his right hand onto the bed. “I’m getting close. I don’t want to cum…” Ross pulled his mouth off only to have Puck yell, “But don’t stop!”

“I think we’re ready for this now.” Ross dangled the condom between his right thumb and forefinger. “Can I put it on?”

“Oh yeah.” Puck raised his head and watched as Ross slowly rolled the sheath down.

While he kissed Puck’s bare belly and traced the trail down beneath Puck’s belly button, Ross squeezed lube over his fingers moaning when he slipped the lube inside with his fingertips.

Puck asked, “How do we start? Is it just like…”

Ross held the index finger of his opposite hand to Puck’s lips. “Shh…I’m going for a ride first.”

“Oh man, yeah?”

Ross climbed astride Puck and slowly lined the cock head up with his tight hole. Using gravity and the weight of his body, Ross rolled his head back, inhaled deeply flaring his nostrils and moaned when Puck’s cock pushed past his ring.

“Oh, I’m in. Damn! I’m in!” Puck reached out and gripped Ross’s hips.

Ross loved how verbal Puck was in bed. Every time he heard the voice, his cock jumped. Opening his eyes, Ross said, “You’re in. Oh, it’s been way too long.” He began to ride very slowly up and down.

Puck wrapped his fingers around Ross’s cock. “Is this okay?”

“Oh, please.”

A few short minutes later, Ross asked, “Ready for a shift?”

“Oh, yeah, but I’m so close. I’m a little worried I might explode.”

“Mmm, I love that. Let me roll onto my back. I want to still see your face.”

Ross pulled his legs back toward his chest to make way for Puck to drive deeper. “Put your weight into it.”

Puck closed his eyes and drove deep inside. “This is so fucking amazing. I’m so close.”

“Slow down and open your eyes. I want to see your eyes.”

Puck’s eyes flickered open. “I can’t hold…oh fuck, I’m so close. I’m gonna…”

Ross reached down for his own cock and began to pump it as Puck rode the edge. “Oh, man, cum, Puck! Please, cum inside me!”

It was a stunning sight to behold. Puck’s mouth dropped open as he gasped for breath. His eyes closed briefly, but then they reopened. Ross knew they were clouded with the orgasmic sensations, and Puck didn’t see anything. Puck’s body shuddered and lurched followed by a long, low guttural moan. Seconds later, Ross erupted, too, and white cum oozed out over his fingers and Puck’s abs.

“Oh, God!” Puck braced himself with his hands against Ross’s chest to stop himself from falling over.

“Get down here and kiss me.”

Puck nearly fell forward and lay across Ross’s body pinning him to the bed. He melted into the kiss.

Ross felt more tremors sweep through his body. It was one of the most powerful orgasms he’d ever experienced. He couldn’t remember for sure exactly how it felt with Andrew, but he was confident Puck beat them all. Alan’s question, “Is he the right guy?” swept into Ross’s mind again.

In a perfectly innocent voice, Puck asked, “Is it like that every time?”

Ross kissed him hard. “Maybe not every time, but we can make it damn good every time.”

Puck stared into Ross’s eyes. “I’m going to ask a stupid question, and my excuse is that I’m still new to all of this. I know I’ve used the excuse too many times already, but that is the reason.”

“There are no stupid questions.”

“Um, yeah, right. Well, was I good?”

Ross toyed with Puck’s still firm and erect nipple and said, “Pretty damned amazing for a first time if you ask me. Are you sure you haven’t been practicing on the sly?”

“Practicing? How would I do that other than with…”

Ross kissed Puck again. “I’m just playing with you, but yeah, you’re good. Actually, a whole lot better than that. I think we’re staying in bed all weekend. Do you like being a top?”

“Yeah, but I want to bottom, too. Is that okay?”

“Not with all gay guys, but with me, yes. Variety is the spice of life.”