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The late afternoon sun filtered through the blinds of David's bedroom, casting long golden stripes across the walls and floor. Brady sat cross-legged on David's bed, leaning back against the headboard, while David lay on his stomach beside him, absently flipping through a comic book.
Brady couldn't stop watching him. The way David's black hair flopped over his forehead, the way his dark lashes fanned against his cheek when he blinked. He looked so peaceful, so effortlessly himself.
"What?" David asked, glancing up and catching Brady staring.
Brady felt heat creep up his neck. "Nothing. Just... looking."
David smirked, dropping the comic onto the bed. "At me?"
"Maybe," Brady teased, his voice soft.
David rolled onto his side, propping his head up with one hand. "Well, enjoy the view."
Brady laughed, his cheeks flushing. "You're such an idiot."
"An idiot you're in love with," David shot back, his grin widening.
Brady's heart skipped a beat. The casual way David said it, like it was the most natural thing in the world, left him breathless.
"Yeah," Brady admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I am."
David's smile softened, and he reached out, brushing his fingers against Brady's hand. The touch sent a jolt through Brady, like electricity sparking across his skin.
"I can't believe this is real," Brady murmured, looking down at their hands. "I mean, us. You and me. It's like... it doesn't feel possible that something could feel this good."
David's expression grew more serious, his dark eyes searching Brady's. "It is real. And it's ours."
Brady nodded, his throat tightening with emotion. He wanted to say more, to explain how much David meant to him, but words felt inadequate.
David sat up, closing the space between them. His knee brushed against Brady's, and Brady's breath hitched. The air between them felt charged, like the moments before a storm.
"You feel that too, right?" Brady asked, his voice trembling.
David's lips curved into a soft smile. "Yeah. I feel it."
He leaned in slowly, giving Brady time to pull away, but Brady didn't move. When their lips met, it was like the world tilted on its axis. Brady's hands found their way to David's shoulders, and David's arms wrapped around Brady's waist, pulling him closer.
It was different this time--more intense, more desperate. The connection between them crackled like static, every touch, every breath fanning the flames between them.
David's fingers slid up to Brady's face, cupping his jaw as their kiss deepened. Brady's heart pounded so hard he thought it might burst, but he didn't care. All he cared about was David--the way he felt, the way he tasted, the way he made Brady feel alive in a way he never had before.
Their tongues danced together as they basked in the warm wetness of their love. They kissed for what felt like an hour (although it was probably only a few minutes). In that moment, they both felt the same: they wanted to take their physical bond to the next level, and explore each other's bodies in a way they never had before.
David took his shirt off first, then Brady. Brady had seen David undressed before, in the locker room, but could never really look at his body properly without arousing suspicion. Everything about David was beautiful to him. His brown nipples with a few little hairs surrounding them; his bellybutton; his armpit hair. As he moved his head down, he breathed in and could smell David's light scent of B.O. It drove him wild. Brady sucked David's nipples first, then kissed down his torso until his head was level with his privates. Brady looked at David to check if it was ok to go further. David smiled and nodded.
Slowly, Brady took the elasticated waistband of David's underwear and pulled it down, revealing David's hard 6-inch uncut dick, pubic bush and hairy balls. It was one of the most exciting moments of his life. His mouth had gone dry, his heart was beating like a drum. He was finally going all the way with the boy he loved so much.
David's junk smelled great, and Brady just stayed there a few seconds breathing in the smell of him. Then he pulled David's foreskin back and gave the first blowjob of his life. His dick tasted amazing, and while he was sucking, Brady rubbed his hands over David's pecs and arms. David moaned in ecstasy. He thought getting sucked off would feel good, but he couldn't have imagined how good it would feel. David hadn't jerked off in a couple of days, so didn't take long to cum in Brady's hungry mouth. Waves of pure pleasure radiated through his penis and lower body as he orgasmed. Brady loved the taste and feeling of David's warm semen. And there was a lot of it. Brady let it sit in his mouth for a few seconds before swallowing it down.
David was panting after cumming, sweat dripping from his forehead. But Brady wasn't finished with him. He moved his hands under David's thighs and slowly pushed them upwards, exposing David's brown, slightly hairy, 16-year-old anus. Brady moved his face forward into David's ass crack and breathed in the smell of his most intimate body part. His dick was rock hard and dripping precum. He moved forward and started french kissing, licking and sucking David's hole. David groaned in pleasure. He never imagined someone doing this to him, especially not Brady. He relaxed his sphincter and pushed out, allowing Brady to worm his long tongue into his rectum. Brady was possessed by pure horniness and love for his new boyfriend. He wanted to experience David's body, all of his body, with all of his five senses - especially his most intimate areas.
After the rimjob, Brady pulled off his shorts and underwear, and they went back to kissing. David was hard again by now, and they rubbed their erect penises together as they had another sloppy, aggressive kiss. When they finally broke away, it was Brady's turn to get sucked off. David was shocked by how big Brady's dick was - at least 8 inches. The head was dark purple, in contrast to the pale white shaft. David licked, sucked and slobbered all over Brady's cock like his life depended on it. Like David, it didn't take Brady long to cum, and he cried out in joy as shot after shot of his hot white semen erupted into David's mouth.
After some more kissing, they lay next to each other, sweaty, out of breath, and with their minds blown by what had just happened. They had had sex - gay sex - for the first time in their young lives. But it was about more than just sexual release. It was the union of their bodies and souls in the most intimate way possible. And it was more wonderful than they could have ever imagined.