Life Imitates Porn

"I...if, you...want to," he mumbled, his face bright red. He felt his stomach turn nervously.

He dove for the nightstand, pulling out lube and condoms from the drawer.

"Do you like vanilla, strawberry, coffee or chocolate?"

"U...uh, what?" he asked. "I don't know, I don't have a preference..?"

Shrugging, he handed Greg a condom and pulled a another one onto himself.

"You ever slept with a woman before?" he asked.

"Well...yes, but...a long time ago," he mumbled.

"Then it's a lot like that, I imagine," he said, patting him on the arm. "No problem. Now, are you gonna get me ready, or should I do it?"

"...you," he mumbled weakly.

With a dramatic but good-natured sigh, Basil went about lubing up his fingers. Inserting the first one wasn't very difficult; he wasn't a virgin, after all. He moaned and shivered for Greg's benefit as he went, pressing himself against him.

Greg swallowed nervously, but watching Basil put his mind at ease. He liked him, but more than that, he was lonely. It had been years since he'd been so close to someone else. He tried to relax, to just enjoy it.

He ran his hands over Basil's chest, down his stomach. He was very cute.

Basil blushed slightly as he touched him.

"So you really are interested?" he asked hopefully. "In me, I mean."

"Y...yes," he mumbled with a very red face. "I'm just...weird."

"No, you're not weird at all--you're perfect, exactly what I want," he moaned insistently. "I've wanted you for months."

"M-months..." he mumbled, worried he wouldn't be as good as Basil imagined him.

"Yes," he said, nodding. "Months. Ever since I first talked to you, I thought you were cute, even."

He slipped another finger into himself, moaning.

"Mmm...I think I'm about ready, if you are."

He nodded.

"...alright," he mumbled, still somewhat nervous about the whole thing.

He turned around, showing off his ass.

"I'm ready whenever you are," he purred.

With one last sigh of nervousness, Greg pressed into Basil. He was worried that the metal on his arm and leg were cold, but there wasn't much he could do about it. He started to move his hips very slowly, very cautiously.