Start of Something New

"So you only know how to top?" he asked, closing the door and pulling off his shirt. "I can bottom, I guess...it doesn't look like it hurts that much. Plus, we have lube."

He awkwardly watched Blair; he seemed so confident about this. Taking a deep breath, he resolved to be confident as well.

"So, uh...you're sure you're okay with this? Me, I mean."

"Wait, we're..." Yuri wanted to go all the way already? He was surprised, and kind of nervous. He hadn't exactly expected to do that much. "Uh, alright.

"And of course I'm okay with you, stupid." He rolled his eyes. "I really like you, after all."

He blushed, smiling. Even if it wasn't the truth, he felt relieved; he hurriedly stripped off his pajama pants, not wanting to give himself enough time to reconsider.

"So," he said, placing the lubricant on the desk, "What do you want me to do first?"

He grabbed Yuri and pulled him onto the bed, wrapping his arms around him. Right now, he just wanted to kiss him, more than anything. Blair kissed him gently again, reminding himself that this wasn't a woman who just wanted to jump into bed to get it over with. This was so much more important.

Yuri eagerly kissed him back. This time, he was the one to add tongue; he really wanted to do a good job, after all. It was only his first time, but he didn't think he could live with the embarrassment of disappointing Blair.

For obvious reasons, Blair didn't mind at all. He ran his hands along Yuri's back, but mostly he focused on kissing him. He was never very skilled in the art of kissing, unlike most of the girls he had dated, and so he felt inadequate, even compared to Yuri. Still, he did a fair job of pretending he knew exactly what he was doing.

When he finally pulled away, it was only so that he could finally pull off his shorts. He tossed them across the room, towards his bags, and then returned to kissing Yuri.

Yuri, who was blushing very obviously by now, climbed into Blair's lap as he had grown used to doing and kissed him back with increasing confidence. This actually didn't seem so hard, once he got the hang of it; in fact, it was pretty fun.

Though he was enjoying it, he pulled away after another minute.

"Should we start touching each other now, or...I mean, I don't even know, but, it seems normal, so...."

"Do you want to?" He asked, unable to hide a smile. This was even better than he'd thought it would be. Being with a man just felt...right. Moreover, being with Yuri just felt right. "I can give you a handjob. Or oral. If you'd like."

He felt himself flush slightly at the mention of two things he had always been dying to do with a man. It felt weird to tell him about it.

He blinked, surprised.

"You want to do that to me? But I figured you'd want me to...augh, you're the one who's done this before. We'll do whatever you want." He fiddled nervously with his hands, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about being naked in front of someone else.

He flushed even redder. He almost forgot that it wouldn't make sense that he'd be the one who wants to do all of that to Yuri. Unfortunately, he'd already said it, so it was too late now.

He kissed Yuri on the lips one more time before he kissed his neck and then his chest, then his tummy. Meanwhile, he ran his hands across Yuri's legs, and lightly began to stroke the soft, sensitive skin on his inner thighs.

He squirmed involuntarily. It felt strange to have someone else touching him in such intimate areas--not bad, only strange.
There was also an element of awkwardness to it. When he had been kissing Blair, participating was easy. Now he was unsure of how to respond; should he just sit there?

Finally, he worked up the nerve to ask, "...Blair? What should I do?"

Of course, this caused Blair to burst into laughter.

"I'm sorry." He replied, sitting up slightly. "You don't have to do anything? I mean, just...I'm not even to the good part yet."

"Oh," he said quietly, very embarrassed. "Sorry I said anything." He tried to focus on not squirming, but it only made him more aware of every little sensation.

"...Blair, is this supposed to tickle?" he ventured, hoping it wasn't another stupid question.

He rolled his eyes.

"We don't have to do this if you don't want to, Yuri. I can tell you're nervous, you know." He replied, looking up at him. "But, yes, it does sort of tickle. Would you like me to keep going, or...?"

The last thing he wanted to do was to pressure Yuri into this. He was so adorable, though, he'd really be disappointed if Yuri did back out.

He nodded, not wanting to disappoint Blair. Besides, he was curious.

"No, sorry--I'm just nervous. First time and all." He swallowed, glancing away from Blair. "...I do want this, though. I've always wanted to try having sex with someone, so I'd like to keep going, if that's okay."

He smiled again, somewhat relieved. What would he have done with Yuri had turned him down? He readjusted his position again, so that he could kiss Yuri on the belly button. Then, he kissed farther down, past the tickly part of his tummy, down to Yuri's most sensitive area.

He tried to not look so eager as he kissed him and ran his tongue along him and otherwise acted incredibly eager in touching him there. Really, he wasn't eager, though, honest.

He squeaked, not expecting to be that sensitive; it never felt like this when he touched himself. Not wanting to make more noise, he bit his lip.

After a few more minutes, though, he gave up completely and started panting audibly. He reached for something to hold on to; in the end, he wound up just gripping the sheets.

Blair encouraged him to make noises by continuing to tease him, until he got tired of teasing him and got to, as he liked to put it, 'the good part'.

Yuri got progressively louder through all the teasing; by the time "the good part" happened, he was moaning openly. he had never thought he'd get to have sex with anyone, much less a man, but God did this feel good. He thrusted instinctively, forcing more of himself into Blair's mouth.

Blair reached for Yuri's hand, interlocking their fingers. He focused on pleasuring him thoroughly, though. He hoped he was better at this than he was at kissing. Otherwise, he'd feel like a failure all around.

"Blair," he panted awkwardly, "Sh-should we stop before...?" He didn't finish the sentence, but his meaning was obvious.

Begrudgingly, he sat back up, wiping his mouth. He hadn't want to stop. Like, at all.

"You want...to go all the way?" He asked cautiously, still kind of hoping Yuri said no.

"Well, you do, right?" he asked. "That's why we're doing this, right? It's my first time, but I'm sure we'll be fine, so...I want to do it, if you want to. I want to see what it's like. You can even top, since that's what you're used to."

Blair frowned.

"It's just...a lot for the first time." He mumbled, attempting to pretend it wasn't because he was scared. "I thought you'd want to start, er, simple."

He shook his head vehemently.

"No, no--I'll do anything you want! It may be my first time, but I'm not going to let it get in the way of trying my hardest to please you, okay?...Is it okay for me to say that? I hope it's not embarrassing." He chuckled awkwardly.

"Blair, we almost sound like a real couple." He kissed him on the cheek. "I just...I'd like to do it. And you want it, right? So let's do it."

He glanced at Blair's crotch, swallowing nervously.

"Do...would you like me to do that for you, now?"