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Stephen let his tonuge slid through the slit and hishands massaged Drew's definedhip bones.

Drew's eyes rolled to the back of his head.
Nothing had ever made him feel this amazing.

Stephen gave one more lick before he ordered Drew to spread his legs.

Drew spread his legs wide, wondering what was coming next.

Stephen stuck a finger in his mouth, makingsure it was nie and wet beforeletting it circle Drew's tiney virgin hole.

"Stephen..." Drew breathed, pushing back against the finger, trying to force it inside of himself.

Stephen smiked as he eased the finger in, letting it pass the ring of musscle and making sure it wasn't force out by Drew's tght, constricting, walla.

Drew let out a small whimper. It stung. Bad. Curse Stephen's abnormally thick fingers. His eyes widened as he realized Stephen's cock would be even bigger.

Stephe hummed as he started massaging Drew's walls, stretching his hole.

Drew grimaced. This felt odd. Having something inside of him.
"How do you know what you're doing so well?"

"I have done it a few times." He said sarcastically, he had never touched anyone besides Drew and tha was only kisses.

Drew looked down.
"Oh..." He thought he was Stephen's first too.

"What do you mean oh?" Stephe was confused, he figured Drew knew better than that. He only ever had eyes for Drew and if he had done this before he would hae been cheating and he would never do that to Drew.

Drew closed his eyes. He refused to cry and ruin this wonderful moment.
"I thought... I thought I was your first..."

"No, but ya will beh in ah second? Drew didja tink ah was serious?" He asked.

"You weren't serious?" Drew's brow furrowed. "You didn't sound like you were joking..."

"Drew Gallows! Ah was kiddin, if ah had been serious that would mean Ah was cheatin on ya an ya know ah dun do that." He said as his finger brushed Drew's prostated.

Drew's lower half twitched and he let out a low moan.
"I don't know... I didn't know if I was making you wait too long. What if you were ready and I wasn't?" Drew said quietly.

"Drew..." Stephen poked his prostate. "Ah dun't give a damn. Ah will always wait on you. Whatever you want."

"Stephen can you quit fingering me while we're having a conversation." Drew laughed.

stephen groaned. "Want to talk or make love?" He asked.

"Make love." Drew smirked, leaning up and placing a sweet kiss on Stephen's lips.

Stephen added another finger slowly and begain to sicssoring them, stretching his to be lover.

Drew let out a small yelp, trying to soothe the burning pain.

"Shhhhh." Stephen cooed. "Its going to be okay Drewbie, tell me if I need to stop." And he would if Drew wanted him to