Will you be my first?
Those five words coming from Nathan have the potential to send Vince into a frenzy. The older man wants nothing more than to grab the twink by the head and kiss him as hard as he can. To strip the boy completely naked and admire his slim, toned, hairy body. To see his exposed ass and dick for the first time. To taste both of them. The thought of doing any of those things to the boy sitting right next to Vince now is more than enough to make the man's cock become rock hard.
But he manages to hold himself back for now. Nathan isn't ready to be ravaged just yet.
"You want me to take your virginity?" Vince asks him in a calm voice, though he's anything but calm on the inside. The boy he's been lusting after for weeks has just asked him to be his first. It's almost impossible for Vince to stay calm right now, but he's somehow doing so, much to his surprise.
Nathan nods, "I do. But I'm not sure if I want you to fuck me or not. I don't know how I will feel about being a bottom. I'm not even sure if I like men, I mean, I must because I find you attractive, but I do like girls as well, a lot. But something keeps pulling me towards you, I cannot explain it. I've never had these feelings about a man before."
It's clear Nathan is nervous. His right leg is bouncing up and down, and he's fiddling with the key ring that's clipped to his belt loop. Plus, that's the most the boy has ever said in one sitting since Vince started spending time with him and Noah a few weeks ago. The fact that the twink rambles when he's nervous is so adorable to Vince.
Vince wants to touch Nathan right now, he thinks about placing a hand on the boy's knee but decides to hold off in case the gesture scares him off. Instead, he clasps his hands together in front of him. "Nathan, listen to me," he begins, looking right at the boy next to him, "We will move at your pace. And we will not do anything without your say-so. You understand me?"
Nathan nods, "So you will take my virginity?"
Now it's Vince's turn to laugh out loud, "Hell yes I'll take it! And I'll be honored!"
Nathan beams, "Okay. Cool!"
"You have a beautiful smile, Nathan."
The boy's face turns a little pink. "Thank you." He responds quietly.
The two of them look deeply into each other's eyes, studying one another. In Nathan's hazel eyes, Vince sees a boy on the verge of becoming a young man, there's a purity to him. He's kind and not quick to anger. Vince has witnessed these virtues himself these last few weeks. There's also curiosity in Nathan's eyes, and a willingness to learn, and Vince is more than willing to teach him a few things. Of course, there's also doubt in his pretty eyes. As he just told the older man a few moments ago, he has low self-esteem. Vince sees that now.
"May I touch you, Nathan?" Vince kindly asks.
"Um, sure."
Raising his right arm slowly, Vince gently touches the side of Nathan's face, the instant his hand connects with the boy's cheek, Vince feels sparks (as cliche as that is to say). His hand literally tingles from the touch. There is some light stubble on Nathan's face, making it somewhat scratchy, but Vince doesn't mind at all. He spends a few long seconds letting his hand rest on the boy's cheek. Nathan also feels the sparks between them as Vince touches him and looks into his eyes. The man slowly drops his hand and allows it to rest on the boy's knee.
"I don't know if this will help you more at ease or not, but I need you to hear it Nathan," Vince starts, "You do not have to be self-conscious with me. I love everything I see on you. I think you are as close to perfect as it gets."
Nathan snorts, not in an unkind way, "Thank you, Vince. But I'm not even close to perfect."
Vince makes a face, "I disagree." He tells Nathan as he inches his face closer to him. He stops just as their lips are about to touch. Nathan swallows, then does something that almost breaks Vince...the boy licks his lips. Vince grits his teeth, a habit he tries to avoid, but he has to do something to prevent him from attacking the boy here and now.
Nathan notices Vince's reaction and smirks flirtatiously, "Does that turn you on?"
"Just seeing you turns me on, Nathan. You licking your lips like that drives me wild!" Vince answers him, "I almost attacked you!"He laughs as he says it, but is dead serious.
Nathan nods then grins widely, showing off his pretty, white teeth, "Attack away!" The boy dares him and inches even closer to the older man. For a split second, Vince's resolve collapses, and he tackles Nathan over onto the couch and pins him down. No surprise shows on the boy's face as the older man hovers above him, his arms pinned above his head by Vince's hands, their faces mere inches apart. Nathan continues to smirk at him, looking into his dark blue eyes. It appears that Nathan is becoming more comfortable with Vince, which makes the man happy.
He wants nothing more than to close the small gap between the two of them and kiss this boy. It'd be so easy to do so. Every fiber of his being is screaming at Vince to do it. But he doesn't. Not yet, he tells himself. Instead, he rests his forehead against Nathan's and closes his eyes, enjoying the contact. After several seconds, Vince releases Nathan's arms and climbs off of him. Nathan gives him a quick, disappointed look. "Don't you want to kiss me?" He asks the man.
"Of course I do! But I want you to ask me to kiss you." Vince can tell that Nathan wants a kiss, it's written all over his face. But the man wants to hear the boy verbally say it.
Nathan swallows and leans into Vince, "I want you to kiss me."
That's all Vince needed to hear. He looks deeply into Nathan's hazel eyes and tenderly brings their lips together. Once they connect, a great pleasure washes over the man, literal tingles shoot all over his body. His eyes close as his lips begin to move along in sync with Nathan's. The boy's lips open soon after, inviting Vince's tongue inside, which the man eagerly accepts. Their tongues dance around one another. Vince brings a hand up and grabs Nathan by the back of his head, pulling the boy in closer than ever. Then, Nathan does something that makes Vince freeze up; he bites down slightly on the man's bottom lip. A moan unexpectedly escapes his lips. He loves having his lip bitten. The two pull apart, albeit slowly. Vince opens his blue eyes to see Nathan staring back at him, red-faced and smiling.
"I get the feeling that wasn't your first kiss Nathan."
"It wasn't. I kissed a girl in my sophomore year." He explains, "But that was my first kiss with a man. This was far better!"
Vince beams at the boy. "So, do you want to do this now?" He asks Nathan.
"I do. But my family will wonder where I am and I don't want them interrupting us. Or becoming suspicious."
The man nods in an understanding way, "When do you want to?"
"I'm thinking Saturday. My parents will be going to my grandparents' house. They'll take Isaac with them. Noah is going out with his friends. We'll have all day together." Vince loves the idea of having Nathan at his house an entire day, especially if he's going to be naked, but Saturday is five days away. The days are sure to drag by. It will be agony. But Vince will wait as long as he needs to.
Holding one of Nathan's hands, Vince tells him, "I hope this week flies by!"
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Just as Vince had predicted, the days agonizingly dragged by. Each second felt like a minute. Each minute felt like an hour. Each hour felt like a day. Every day seemed like one week.
But Saturday had finally arrived! Vince awoke this morning almost sick with excitement and anticipation. And if he is being honest, some dread as well. He half expected something to come up that would disrupt his day with Nathan. He worried that Uncle Todd would have a relapse. Or that he (or Nathan) would come down with something, it is flu season after all. Not to mention the world has to deal with Covid now. Or, worst of all, Nathan would change his mind. But as luck would have it, none of those things happened. Uncle Todd is fine. Neither Vince nor Nathan is sick. And Nathan assured him that all was going to plan.
*My parents will be leaving around noon* Nathan's early morning text had read.
It was now fifteen until noon. Vince has already checked out his window to see if John's car was gone or not, at least half a dozen times. Each time he saw the gray car still sitting in the driveway, the man would groan. He had already seen Noah leave with his friends an hour ago. Now if only the parents would skedaddle.
Only a moment later, they did just that. Another moment after that, a knock sounded on Vince's front door. With his heart beating loudly, Vince opens his door to see the handsome boy, standing on his front porch. His long sandy brown hair was in the usual ponytail, his face was now clean-shaven, and he wore his red hoodie and black jeans. Vince drinks the boy's appearance before silently inviting him inside, where Nathan removes his shoes.
Once the door is closed, Nathan shocks Vince by grabbing the man by the shoulders and planting an unexpected, but very nice kiss right on the lips. At 5'8, Nathan is only slightly shorter than Vince's 5'10.