The boxes were everywhere. Not our stuff from camp, this was all randomly delivered today apparently from my father. Will and I finally moved into our own place and this was our first night. We did it, we turned 18 and went apartment hunting in Boston. We got the most wonderful two bedroom not even two blocks from Harvard where Will would be starting his med school program in the fall. Hades offered me a job doing paper work that he doesn't want to do, which is why we got the two bedroom so that we could use one of them as an office. Between Wills scholarship and trust fund and my job and money my mother left My sister and me we were set to have our own place once we were old enough. Our possessions were nil. Neither of us had a lot of stuff so my dad decided to start sending us boxes of shit we would need for having our first home. Hour and hours of new boxes being delivered of things from plates and glasses, to plungers, a desk, couches, and a new kind size bed with sheets and the whole sha-bang. I had no idea how much shit it took to have a home. My dad apparently did. We still had atleast ten boxes to unpack and I'm sure more would arrive in the morning. My father told me it was for Yule, or Christmas for mortals. It was Christmas even after all and gifts were part of that.

"I'm so done, fuck this Nico I'm going to shower and then bed." Standing he gave me a sweet kiss.

"I'm right behind you babe, I'll be in in a second. I'm just going to take out the trash." Nodding he headed toward the back with a basket of freshly laundered sheets to put on the new bed. As I gathered the trash to take to the shoot at the end of the hall I felt my mouth go dry.

This would be the first time Will and I were alone, like really alone. We had been dating for years and being with him is like breathing. The idea that he would go off to college without me gave me a panic attack until he told me he wanted me to come with him. But sleeping together... would mean doing more than just sleeping together.

We had talked about every aspect of living together, about giving eachother time and space as needed, bad habits that the other might have to look out for, messiness and who would cook and responsibilities. We even went over Wills snoring issue and fixing it with breathing strips. Everything was discussed... except sex.

Will and I have been dating for almost four years now, it's not like we haven't done stuff. It's just we have done stuff that was quick and easy and got our needs met. We had to look out for cleaning harpies and we were never really allowed to be alone with with the other for to long due to camp rules. So every sexual encounter we had was rushed and more of a biological stress relief than actual intimacy. So needless to say we haven't taken the final step over that line. Not that we didn't want to, at least I wanted to. But knowing we were alone, no curfew, no one walking in, all the time in the world was a bit intimidating. I craved intimacy like a drug, once I experience it on some level I either try to push it away because I'm afraid it's going to leave or I embrace it to the point of annoyance. At least I think it's annoying.

I tried to push Will away and he was not having that, so I gave in and let it happen. Once I started letting it happen it was addictive. The cuddles, the hand holding, the kisses were all so intense and washed over me like a baptism. I could barely be near him without needing physical contact and reassurance. He's never pushed me away or told me I'm being clingy, doesn't mean I haven't had those thoughts. Getting mad at myself for being so fucking needy when it came to Mr. Solace. The bickering was even intimate. Like a strange abnormal fore play. Then we started the bases and worked our way to third quicker than I thought. Yet we haven't hit home base yet, we have been stuck on the 3rd plate for over a year now. Hell I haven't even seen him fully naked, his dick sure. Yet I haven't seen the whole thing and I could feel the tension building all day.

I could hear the shower on and I started getting nervous as I worked my way back to the bedroom. The sheets and blankets were already on the bed and I had taken my shower before dinner. I had also taken note that in the side table on his side of the bed was a bottle of lube. Would he want to tonight? Do I want to? I want to do something that's for damn sure. I stripped my clothes off and got under the covers to feel what it would be like to be naked in the bed. The question I have to ask myself is... do I want this? Do I want to do this?

The shower turned off and I knew I had a choice. I could quickly throw some clothes on and settle into bed as if I'm going to sleep, or I could initiate us having sex for the first time. My dick twitched at the thought and I feel it made up my mind for me. Getting into the middle of the bed I gave myself a few strokes to fluff my dick up a bit and settle in some confidence. This was Will, the love of my life, my first and only love. Why wouldn't I give him my virginity on Christmas when he gave me his heart all those years ago.

The bathroom door opened and Will walked out in a towel.

"Sorry I forgot my clothes I'll just grab them and... whoa... are you naked under that blanket?" I was laying with the blanket just above my pubic area, covering me with a slight tent.

"I am, are you naked under that towel?"

"Yeah I am... can I safely assume you want to fool around before bed?"

"Well I was thinking a little bit more than fooling around. Thoughts?"

"Well if I have to be honest, I was really really hoping that was the plan tonight. Like I've been thinking about it all week kind of hoping." He said kneeling on the end of the bed making the blanket come down slightly showing the base of my cock.

"Is that why you got the lube?"

"Well I could always use that by myself but yeah that was the direction my mind was going. We have our own place." He kissed my hip.

"We are alone finally." He kissed my stomach.

"We don't have to worry about anyone walking in." He licked and bit at my nipple.

"I can tell you with every honest fiber of my being that the only thing I have ever wanted is you." He kissed my neck.

"And the idea of you trusting me with your body is slightly overwhelming, but I'll do my best to earn that privilege." He kissed my jawline.

"While that was a very pretty speech, you had me at us being alone." I whispered dryly as I felt his towel being slid off.

"Ha well, you deserve pretty words and you know how I get in intense emotional situations, my apollo heritage shines through and the poetry just flows out."

"Well I hope that's not the only thing flowing out tonight."

"See I give you poetry and you give me Crass."

"Yeah, it's why you love me."

"It's is. Well since we are being crass how do you want me to fuck you?"

I squealed with laughter, Will was never rude or so direct. His flowery words usually painted a pretty picture. Its kind of like watching a Shakespeare play and they end up eating Doritos in the middle when he is dirty.

"Well I was thinking you... in me... " gods my face must be eighteen shades of red right now, but his close proximity with just a blanket between our naked bodies was doing delicious things to me.

"Like your belly button? Or like deeper like your soul?" He joked as he tickled my sides making me jump.

"You are such an asshole!"

"Asshole? Is that what you are talking about? You want me in your.." I covered his mouth with my hand and pinched his nipple with the other.

"I hate you."

"You love me."

"Shut up and get the lube before I change my mind." I released him and pushed the cover down so that he was half laying on top of me, our cocks brushing eachother kissing at the tips. Wet and slick as they twitched at the contact. Will grabbed the lube and poured the silky liquid on his fingers, the image made me tremble with both nerves and excitement.

"Part your legs babe." The confidence In his voice gave me some in return. I didn't feel that weird when I gave him room. Luckily he felt for it instead of looking for it. I might have been to embarrassed if he would have just stuck his head down there and examined me like some limb he was resetting in the infirmary. Instead of looking he kissed me, deep and invasive like he was mapping out every inch of my mouth. An intense kiss that stole my breath away as I felt his fingers press into me.

"How does is feel?" He whispered over my swollen lips."

"Like I have fingers in my ass." I whispered at the same volume making him burst into laughter and kiss me again.

Yes it hurt, and burned, and was embarrassing. It was also hot and needed. The feeling of him touching me in my most intimate id places felt right in all the most perfect ways. It made my legs part more, my back arch up into him. He was my god of lust and sex and I was his sacred whore as I writhed on his fingers taking them deeper into me with a need that was ten times more painful then what he was doing. Once he was three fingers deep I was wrapping my arms around his neck as my feet pushed up on the mattress to ride his hand like a cat in heat. The longer it went on the more I craved to cross the finish line and just have him in me already. Sensing my impatience he withdrew his hand and I whimpered at the loss.

Slicking up his length while I remained buried in his neck he maneuvered me to wrap my legs around him. I nodded into the juncture spurring him on as the sweat started to sheen on my skin from the nerves and exertion. I felt the blunt head push through the ring of muscle and started it's steady slide into my channel. It felt like forever before I finally felt his hips become flush against mine.

"You ok?" I whispered.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

"Yeah but you are the one shaking, I got over my shaking with your fingers."

"Yeah well I didn't think it would feel this good. You have no idea how good this feels. I'm terrified I'm going to cum early and I cleaned the pipes in the shower before we even started this."

"You jacked off in the shower? Why?"

"Because I was either going to have sex tonight and I didn't want to cum early or you would have fallen asleep and I was Horny."

"Makes sense. So are you gonna move or... is this what the sex is going to be like. Because in porn the guys move."

"Give me a fucking second Nico!"

"Ok I'm sorry! I just really want you and you feel really good and I want to feel you. Your head is right against my spot and it driving me insane. Please just Fuck ..."

"Oh fuck!" He wailed.

"What?!"

That's when I felt him twitching in my ass. Will was cumming and he hadn't even thrust yet.

"Nico I... I'm sorry it's just... you felt so good and then you started talking about how you wanted to feel me and how I felt and it just went off without permission." He sagged against my body.

"Well, then you have two choices. You can get me off another way or you could leave the room so I can get off by myself." I teased.

Pulling out I saw a wild raw look in his eyes as he pulled my legs up and motioned for me to hold them up and open. Before I could ask what he was about to do he stuck the fingers back inside me and started curling his fingers like he was before. Licking and sucking at the head of my cock as he rammed his fingers harsh and quick inside me until I was screaming at the dual assault.

"Fuck fuck fuck oh my gods Will!"

I felt my balls draw up and a cold fire blaze up my spine as my orgasm rushed forward like a freight train and I came thick and white between his swollen lips. Milking every last drop until I whined at the discomfort of an over sensitive prostate. I released my legs and he came up to kiss me, letting me lick inside his mouth and taste myself off of him.

"I promise it will be better next time." He said when he broke the kiss.

"It wasn't that bad this time. I seem to remember an orgasm that had me waking the neighbors."

"Yeah well, hopefully next time I'll actually be able to thrust."

"Yeah, we can try again in the morning, and then again after breakfast, then again before lunch. We live together and you don't start school til next fall. We have a lot of time to get you well practiced."

"I am sorry."

"Don't be. Seriously it's what most first times are like from what I understand. Plus technically we still did have sex. So we are not virgins any longer. That's a step in the right direction, we are men now!"

"Nico, shut the fuck up and get is a towel to wipe up."

"Yes baby." I kissed him and let him get a nice look at my ass as I sauntered to the bathroom. Hopefully it looked sexy because it didn't feel sexy with cum leaking out of me.

Well I hope he liked his present, I know I did. I can't wait to repeat said present tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day after that.

What he doesn't know is that in the morning, it's my turn to top.