I bet he didn't expect that I was suggesting we take the shower together.

As he undressed, he tried to keep his back turned to me. I was blatantly watching him take off layer by layer of clothing and it was fucking hot.

As I expected his body was slim yet toned, covered by smooth expanse of skin. The shirt slipped off his shoulder as he struggled with the buttons and I moved to make him face me.

"Let me." I breathed.

He gave his assent and his fingers were trembling as they brought my hand to his shirt. I didn't want to rush things and it all seemed like a solemn ritual so I flicked each button open at a laboriously slow pace, revealing more and more skin for my eyes to devour.

I realized his hands were fists at his side. I peeled his shirt away from his body and brought his hands to my shirt.

"Do mine." I whispered.

His eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he struggled to steady his hands and undo my shirt.

He seemed hesitant to remove it himself so I just shrugged it off and tossed it on the floor.

My eyes burned a trail down his chest, past that navel I'd love to sink my tongue into, and encountered his pants.

Just the short chore of removing each other's shirts got us both breathing heavily and unevenly. His eyes had also been roaming all over my body just as I was taking in the sight of him.

I wanted those pants off now!

My cock throbbed in anticipation and I unbuckled my belt and slipped it off. I watched him mimic my actions. I undid the snap and pulled down the zipper and my stare was riveted on his crotch as he undid his fly.

The hint of red underwear made me catch my breath and made my body burn several degrees hotter. I let my pants slide down my legs and kicked them away. I heard his sharp intake of breath and I knew what he was seeing.

My erection tented my blue briefs and the head was struggling to work its way free from the confinement.

Izaya was shyly pushing his own trousers down and I couldn't see what he was trying to hide until I saw his own erection straining against his underwear with a damp spot clearly evident against the red material.

Oh my...

I licked my lips involuntarily. Izaya was still hiding his face.

Realizing the initiative will be up to me mostly, I took off my underwear as well. He seemed reluctant to take off his.

"Hey, Izaya."

He still wasn't looking at me. I bet a delicious blush was on his face right now.

"We're going to take a shot at this, right?"

I heard an indistinct yes.

"Come here. Can't do this without you, baby."

He took two steps closer and finally he was within reach. I hooked my thumbs on the waistband and took the last barrier of clothing away.

We were both so aroused and we haven't done anything yet.

I led the way into the shower stall and turned on the warm spray. His back was turned to me and I leaned in for a hug, wrapping my arms around his body.

I leaned towards his ear. "If I do anything you don't like, just say so, okay?"

"Okay." He turned towards me then, facing me and I gave him the most boyish smile I could.

I traced his jawline with my thumb and moved to trace his lower lip. It looked utterly kissable so I did just exactly that.

Experimentally, I rubbed our lips together once, twice before I moved to suckle gently on that plump flesh. As my lips wrapped around his, I felt him lean against me and I supported his weight with my own.

Wet, suckling noises echoed in the room and I was getting drunk on the taste of him. His tongue accidentally touched my lip and I took that as an invitation to explore his mouth. He let my tongue slip in easily and I drove in and out of that delicious cavern, mating with his.

Out of breath, I reluctantly drew away. My eyes roamed up and down his body and my hands itched to touch him.

My hands were still at the small of his back and I moved to rest them on his shoulder. My thumb idly traced his collarbone and unable to resist, I dipped my head and licked the same path with my tongue.

While my mouth made love to his collarbones, my thumb slid downward and teased the pink nubs on his chest. A low moan escaped his throat and I felt that moan burn deep in my belly.

My fingers tweaked and pinched Izaya's nipples until they stood proudly against his chest. My hot mouth descended on them soon after, greedily devouring them, alternating between sucking and licking.

I allowed my hands to roam further down even more until they rested on his hips. I nudged Izaya so he would lean against the wall. My body was bent over him as my mouth lavished attention on his nipples. Gathering courage, one hand crept closer to the junction between his legs and I could feel him straining towards my hand.

I grinned against him, loving how he allowed his desire to show freely.

I straightened and kissed the shell of his ear while my fingers combed teasingly through the coarse, dark curls at his groin.

"Tell me what you want?" I asked, my hand still avoiding contact.

"You're a tease." He accused. He turned his head to look at me and I was breathtaken by the hazy, unfocused look. His lips were parted and he was panting slightly.

I wondered briefly how he would look like when I was driving my cock through him, massaging deep inside his body.

Fuck.

I felt precum seep down my erection and when I looked at his, a bead of white had formed at the slit, too. It was an invitation I wasn't going to refuse.

Gently, slowly, my hand fisted his cock. I leaned up and rested my head on my forearm, against the wall above Izaya. I wanted to watch him, observe him at his reaction at being made love to for the first time.

A happy feeling settled in my tummy and I ignored it. More pressing was the O of surprise on Izaya's lips as I thumbed his slit and when I moved my hand up and down, his eyelids fluttered close.

My cock was already throbbing painfully, desperate for some attention.

Mesmerized, I watched him move his hips seeming to want more. The sight of him, humping my hand, was more than I could take.

When I went down on my knees, I felt him tense up.

It was going to be my first time to give head, but fuck it, I wanted to. So bad.

I gave the tip a tentative lick and decided I loved his taste. Low moans were escaping his open mouth and I looked up to see him watching him. Holding his stare I took his cock inch by inch into my mouth. It hurt when it got past my throat and my eyes watered but I was spurred on by the pleasure on his face.

Damn! I'd do anything to make him keep on doing those sexy little sounds that sent jolts of arousal up my spine.

Moving on instinct, I bobbed my head up and down, as I deep throated him. My eyes were closed and all I could do was taste him, smell his musky scent.

His soft mewls filled the air and my hand found its way between his thighs to fondle the hanging sacs gently. His hips gyrated in rhythm to my sucking and when a guttural moan tore its way from his mouth, I knew he was close.

I quickened the pace and moaned, hoping he'd feel the vibrations on his cock. My roaming hand found his perineum and I massaged it, pressing down on it. His hips were moving erratically how and his hands were pulling at my hair.

"Ahh- Co- Coming!"

With my finger, I pressed down hard and Izaya arched his back against the wall beautifully. He was orgasming but I was delaying the release of his cum, extending his orgasm by a few precious seconds.

White spurts soon filled my mouth and I savored the taste.

He sunk down on the floor, spent. I gathered him in my arms.

"You okay?" I asked with a cocky grin.

He peered at me through his lashes and licked my lips.

"That was mind blowing." He replied and I laughed.

"Let's go to bed." I suggested and we stood on shaky knees. I caught him giving my erection a look and I just grinned at him.

"We'll have to do something about that."

"Definitely."

I toweled him down and I was taken aback when he took the cloth from me and wiped me down as well. I was happy he was being more assertive.

I lay down on the bed and soon he was cuddling up against me, half-beside, half on top of me.

Skinship is nice, I thought. I never appreciated skinship until now.

With a shy grin he pushed himself up on all fours and bent down to kiss my lips gently, coaxing my tongue out to mate with his.

I'll never get tired of his taste, that's for sure.

Our lips parted with a soft smacking sound and I watched him settle down on my thighs.

"You're big." he said bluntly and I was torn between being embarrassed, being proud, and comforting him that I won't hurt him.

He took my erection on both hands and I watched on with interest. Knowing it was his first time, I let him explore and do what he wanted even if it was tortuously killing me.

"You're not a natural blonde too." He grinned at his fingers sifted through the crinkly curls.

"No shit, Sherlock."

We both laughed.

The laughter soon died away as he concentrated on pleasuring me with his hands. Fluid was leaking from the slit and there was nothing I could do about it, I was so aroused already I craved release.

His hands began a sensual up and down motion, sometimes grazing over the head, in varying degrees of quick motions alternating with slow caresses. It was driving me crazy and I probably looked like a wild animal way I bucked and grunted at his ministrations on my cock.

"You're so sexy." he choked out and I forced my eyes to open and saw his cock erect already.

"Fuck." I moaned. I needed to come. I can't even begin to think about penetrating him when I was this close.

I don't want to hurt him.

With disbelieving eyes, I watched his lower his head and take the head of my cock in his mouth.

Ah, shit, shit!

I was so close and just the tiniest amount of stimulation would send me over the edge...

And then I saw Izaya pump himself as he sucked on me.

There was no way I could have given him fair warning. The orgasm I had been holding back flooded me, first the tightening deep inside me followed by the sweet release. I savored every second of that mindblowing experience, thinking it had never been this good before.

When I sank back to reality, Izaya was sitting on my torso, looking at me with a small, contented smile. There was a bead of white at the corner of his mouth and I pulled him down to lick it off him.

"You taste so much better." I confided and I relished the pink tinge on his cheek.

I threw his erection on my chest a pointed look, and the blush on his face deepened.

"Can I ask why you wanted to do this?" I wanted to know badly, but I was sure I wasn't going to like the answer.

"Can I be honest with you?"

"Of course."

"I want to seduce someone, only I don't know how... you know." He shrugged and avoided looking at my eyes.

I was sorry I had asked and I was sorry to see his erection go half-erect.

"I told you not to worry, didn't I?" I gave him what I hoped to be a very convincing grin. I pulled him down closer and whispered in his ear.

"I'll just have to teach you everything, right?"

He gave a small gasp and I pushed him, reversing our positions. Whoever the lucky bastard is that Izaya planned on seducing, I'm sorry but I'm going to get a taste of everything first.

"But.." Izaya squeaked as I attacked his navel with my tongue.

"Don't worry, okay?"

He gave me one of those bright smiles and everything was right again.

Bypassing his erection, I dove in to nibble at his thighs. My tongue licked a wet trail from his knees up towards the junction and soon I was suckling gently on his balls, playing with them in my mouth.

His legs parted of their own accord and I could see everything. I swallowed thickly, blood rushing to my half-erect cock.

It was quite easy to flip him over on the bed, his pliant body willing and easy to position. That pick, puckered hole was in plain sight and I couldn't wait to get a taste of it. I started by taking a mock bite from one of his perfect ass cheeks and Izaya squealed on the bed.

"You like that?"

"I don't know... it feels different."

I licked the spot and bit again and this time Izaya squirmed in response.

"I think you like it." I whispered as I paid the other globe the same biting caresses while my hand massaged the other.

Izaya moaned against the pillow and I could see a spot on the sheet were his cock dripped unashamedly.

My tongue drew a wet trail from my last bite mark towards the middle and I heard him give a strangled gasp as I wet the opening thoroughly with my saliva.

Tentatively, I tried pushing my tongue inside but it won't go in very far and it frustrated me so I could only focus on loosening up the opening a bit.

Pulling away, I observed my handiwork and leaned back on my heels.

A finger brushed questioningly at the entrance and Izaya's answering squirm was all I needed.

Slowly, I pushed in, marveling at the heat surrounding my finger, at the amazing tightness. It would be pure bliss to be inside this insane heat and my cock throbbed in agreement.

I had no definite idea what to do but I guess I should loosen him up.

"Relax." I crooned and I slid the finger in to the hilt and allowed it to explore inside, wiggling and caressing the damp walls.

Within minutes, Izaya was gyrating his hips, meeting each of my finger's thrust with his own. I slipped a second finger in easily.

"Mghn!"

"Feeling good?" I asked, my voice strained.

"Hahh- yes... more.."

My fingers did slow scissoring motions, loosening him up even more. Perspiration broke on my skin from the strain of keeping in control.

A third finger found his way in and Izaya arched his back.

"I'm going in," I whispered. I hurriedly tore open the condom wrapper and put it on. From the corner of my eye, I could see the bottle of lube. I picked it up and spread a generous amount on my cock. The cold temperature made me bite out a curse.

"Baby, I'll warm you up in no time."

I didn't realize Izaya was watching me prepare myself and his words made me growl with need.

I positioned myself and Izaya wiggled his hips invitingly.

"Who's the tease now?"

"It's payback."

Slowly I pushed the head in, struggling to go slow, slow.

"Oh, fuck." I heard Izaya whimper.

"Relax, baby, am I hurting you?"

"More." Izaya gasped. And when I pushed in an inch further, he gave another whimper against the sheets.

I realized he was not whimpering with pain but with need.

When I was fully sheathed inside him, I gave both of us a few seconds to adjust to the sensation. The hot walls gripping my cock was driving me insane. I had never felt this incredible tightness around myself before. It was all I could do to stop instinct from taking over and letting my hips roll.

"Izaya?"

"I feel so full. You fill me up so deep." Izaya moaned.

That moan was my undoing.

I started with short thrusts, never fully withdrawing my cock from that tight heat.

I realized I was never going to last long, not when the novelty of the sensation has my senses all tingling and aroused.

I watched Izaya gyrating, spread on all fours on the bed, my bed. And I was overwhelmed with a desire so great I could have stopped a fucking bullet train.

"I- I'm close." Izaya bit out and he clamped down on me hard and I saw stars.

I could feel that familiar tightening building inside me and I desperately grabbed his cock as I tugged it, forcing his orgasm out of him. I didn't want to come before he did. I wanted to feel him milking me with his orgasm and...

Oh fuck, yes, oh god, like that.

I released my load then, grunting deep and guttural sounds into Izaya's ear as I bent over his body, savoring the release.

I slipped out of him and we both collapsed on the bed, enjoying the afterglow. I took of the rubber and threw it away.

I looked at Izaya and I was torn, unsure what to do.

"Hey." I touched his shoulder.

"Mm?" He turned towards me and gave me a lazy smile, eyes still closed in bliss.

I couldn't resist and I leaned closer to kiss his closed lids as I gathered him in my arms.

More skinship, huh.

But I liked it.

It was my last coherent thought before sleep took over, a happy buzz flowing in my veins.