Five months, I recalled as I kissed my boyfriend Chris passionately. It's been five months since we started dating… And I was loving every minute of it.

At the moment, we were smack in the middle of a steamy make-out session in Chris's room.

"Danny- " Chris pulled away and smiled. "I love you."

"I know Chris, I love you too." I replied in turn.

"No, I mean, I Love You. I want to…" He trailed off, cheeks slowly staining pink.

"Oh," I said dumbly, but quickly regained my composure with a grin. "Okay."

Placing my hands lightly on his shoulders, I gently guided him back onto the mattress. Nibbling the skin of his neck softly, eliciting a moan from Chris, I grinned.

We had pulled our shirts off to touch each other's chests earlier, so now the only things in the way were our pants. Slowly, I trailed my hand up Chris's leg to his belt buckle, undoing it and yanking his pants off.

Kicking his legs to get them off, he then reached for my belt and undid it, removing my pants.

"Danny?" He asked nervously, noting the sizable bulge in my red boxers. "How- How big are you?"

"Eight inches," I stated proudly, until a scared look crossed his face.

"I- I'm a virgin, Danny."

"Me too."

"Do you… think it will hurt?" Chris frowned, forehead creasing with worry.

"Well… maybe a little." I admitted. "But I'll go slow, and I'll try not to hurt you."

"Okay…" Chris agreed slowly.

Reaching for the waistband of his blue boxers, I pulled them off to reveal my boyfriend's six inch dick. Suddenly inspired with an idea of how to make this enjoyable for him too, I leaned down and took his semi-hard penis into my mouth.

Chris bucked with surprise, pushing his dick toward my throat and making me gag slightly, but I took it like a man. Somehow I slid my hands under his butt to lift him up toward me, and his hands wound themselves in my hair as he started moaning.

Bobbing my head up and down, I reminded myself that this was for Chris.

"D- Danny!" He yelled suddenly, shoving my head down on his dick as he came. Somehow I was able to swallow it all, and I licked him clean as I pulled off him.

He was panting and blushing furiously, eyes squeezed tight, but he managed to say softly, "I'm ready, Danny." Nodding, I squeezed his hand gently as he rolled over and onto his knees a bit shakily. Grabbing a tube of lubricant out of my bedside table, I slicked us both up and placed myself at his entrance.

"Ready?" He nodded meekly, and I began to push into him slowly. After about half an inch, he cried out and I froze.

"N- No," He whimpered. "Continue."

Reluctantly, I pushed in about an inch more before we had to stop again. Each time, I moved about an inch or so further, and each time Chris urged me to keep going, until finally I was buried completely inside him.

'Is… is it all in?" He asked cautiously.

"Yep." I spoke quietly, gently, in a tone reserved only for Chris.

"Good. Just… give me a minute, okay Danny?" He requested.

"Of course, Chris."

A few minutes later, he turned his head slightly towards me. "Okay, go."

Gently, I pulled back a bit, then pushed back in completely. To my surprise, Chris growled.

"Did I hurt you?" I asked, shocked.

"No." He barked. "You're going too damn slow!"

We laughed together, and I picked up my pace until we were both panting and moaning each other's names.

"Chris…" I groaned.

"D- Danny," He stammered.

"I love you," We both said in unison. Then I came, flooding him with a load of warm cum.

For a while afterward, we laid in his bed. I had my arms around Chris's waist, and his head was buried in my chest. In his sleep, he was mumbling something that sounded like, "so good." I smiled, awake late into the night. Thank you, whoever's out there…