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As he slipped out of the rest of his clothes and reached for the condom on his nightstand, Josuke realized his hands were shaking. Now that it was his turn to actually perform he was getting first-time jitters. God, the last time he felt this pressured, his nephew was forcing him to hunt a rat.
Apparently his boyfriend had noticed the pause as well, because Okuyasu had sat up on his elbows to ask “Wait, are you nervous, Josuke?”
There was barely any time to respond before Okuyasu was taking the condom from his hand and tearing the package open. He started palming at Josuke’s cock suddenly enough to elicit a yelp, especially considering it’d been the first time the swollen member had been touched since the two had begun fooling around nearly twenty minutes ago.
Then Okuyasu was gingerly taking out the condom, rolling it onto Josuke’s length, even pinching the little rubber tip so air wouldn’t collect there. “Uh, I did a li’l research too, I guess” he explained bashfully before pouring a generous helping of lube onto his lover’s cock. “Just a li’l.”
Josuke hissed at the cold sensation of the lubricant hitting his sensitive dick, and Okuyasu quickly responded by using a warm hand to stroke him until he was sufficiently relaxed. “S’my job to be nervous. Josuke Higashikata’s not afraid of anything.”
The kind words left him feeling hot in the face and his heartbeat picked up its pace just slightly. If this was what compliments felt like to Okuyasu in bed, Josuke could tell why his boyfriend loved them so much.
Okuyasu returned to his previous position, lying flat with bent knees as his hand toyed with his own cock to keep it erect. “Hey Josuke, if we have sex like this do you still touch my… what was it? My prostrate?”
It was impossible for Josuke not to snort with laughter as he teasingly pressed the head of his slick cock to Okuyasu’s ass. “Yes babe, it’ll touch your prostate. Let me move you a bit.”
“Come on, I was close enough!”
“You’re just cute is all. Here, try this.” Josuke lifted Okuyasu’s legs, placing both feet on his shoulders. “Is this position ok?”
“Err, I guess. S’kinda weird.”
“Just wait, I think you’ll like it. Ready?” Josuke returned his attention to his own cock, which he pressed against his boyfriend’s ass once more.
“Don’t just slam it in. Do, like, a countdown, ok?”
Again rubbing the head back and forth against Okuyasu’s asshole, Josuke nodded impatiently. “Ok, ok. Three, two, one…” and then he was pushing in. There was little resistance thanks to the stretching and all the lube they’d been careful to apply, but it was important to go slow. The head slipped past the ring of muscle and Josuke heard a loud exhale from the other boy.
Okuyasu’s eyes were shut tightly, his nose scrunched up so much that it was evident he was feeling some pain from the girth. “Don’t put in any more. Keep it there.”
For what felt like minutes, Okuyasu stayed completely still as he adjusted to the fullness. While the sting slowly subsided, Josuke kept him comfortable and aroused by holding one of his hands and using his free one to lightly rub at Okuyasu’s shaft.
“Ok, keep going.”
Josuke continued pushing in slowly, this time with a much less intense reaction from his boyfriend, and let at a ragged “Haaah” as soon as his length was entirely sheathed in his ass. “You’re, like, really tight. It almost hurts.”
For some reason, Okuyasu looked wounded. “I’m sorry, Josuke. Is that a bad thing?”
“No no no, it’s so good. I won’t last,” Josuke said in a hushed tone as he started slowly thrusting. It was too warm and tight against him to completely let go without blowing his load too early, so he focused on angling so that he could hit Okuyasu in that tender spot once again.
The ridge of his cockhead seemed to do the trick, particularly when he was thrusting outwards and heard his boyfriend cry out “Oh god, oh god”.
Bucking his hips a little bit faster, Josuke responded by indulging Okuyasu in what he’d been begging for all day. “You’re doing such a good job, Oku.”
There were no words in response, just a loud grunt of pleasure when he thrusted out to press up against that sweet part of his boyfriend another time.
Feeling himself come closer to the edge from Okuyasu’s tightness, from the way he clenched and unclenched around Josuke’s hardness every time he let out a cry or desperate pant, he leaned in to whisper Okuyasu’s favorite thing: “What a good boy”.
Normally the words felt stilted and awkward coming from his own mouth, Josuke had become so caught up in the moment that he could stutter them without even considering how he sounded. Okuyasu, on the other hand, seemed enraptured by what he’d been told and, between shallow pants of pleasure, whimpered “gonna cum”. He reached down to give two tugs at his own rock hard, reddened cock before letting out a cry so loud Josuke worried his neighbors would hear. Okuyasu was shivering when spurts of cum landed on his own chest and stomach, his toes clenching against Josuke’s broad shoulders while his back arched up.
Okuyasu was always an intense person, but Josuke could swear this was the biggest reaction he’d ever drawn out of his boyfriend, and all it took was the feeling of his inside walls spasming around his hardness to make Josuke go over the edge as well. In fact, there was no warning before he was whining loudly too. As he filled the condom and a shaky Okuyasu smiled shyly beneath him, Josuke fleetingly thought that his whole body felt like a fist rapidly opening and closing. And then the immediate warmth that followed simply overwhelmed him.
Once he pulled out and let Okuyasu’s legs drop back onto the bed, Josuke found that he only had the energy to nuzzle against his boyfriend’s side. At some point Okuyasu had managed to reach over for a blanket and pull it over them both, leaving them warm and cozy in each other’s arms.
“They call this the afterglow, I think,” Okuyasu said after a few minutes of giving his boyfriend a well-deserved backrub.
“Who’s ‘they’?”
“I dunno… they.”
“Afterglow. I like it.”
“Me too.”
Of course, both of them had experienced this feeling of coming down together countless times, but the lead-up was intense enough to make this time feel different. More tender, maybe. More exhausted, certainly. A few more minutes passed before Josuke broke the warm, comfortable silence.
“We should clean up.”
“Probably.”
There was a pause, neither boy in the mood to actually move, before Okuyasu reached over for the washcloth. He wiped himself off first, although some of his cum had already dried enough to warrant a shower later, before sitting up and reaching between Josuke’s legs to pull off the condom.
“Jesus, you really filled the fuckin’ thing,” he mumbled as he tied the top end and placed it back in the open package to throw away later.
Josuke kicked at his leg. “Your fault. How’s your ass?”
“It hurts, but not, like, in a bad way?”
“Isn’t hurt always bad? Crazy Diamond!”
The stand emerged immediately and started to turn Okuyasu onto his belly, hand already in a fist aimed at his asshole.
“No, no! Don’t fix my ass! My ass is fine! Shit dude, put your stand away!”
Crossing his arms stubbornly, Josuke let his stand fade back.
“You said it hurt!”
“I’m jus’ a little sore!” There was a beat of silence as Okuyasu grinned. “You could kiss it better instead.”
Josuke pulled the pillow out from Okuyasu’s hips, which had become so flattened that it had been completely forgotten, and hit him in the face. “Oh fuck off.”
Soon they tossed off their blanket and were wrestling on the bed, playfully smacking each other with giggling exclamations of “asshole!” and “fuck you!”. Once Okuyasu managed to force his way on top, he simply flopped down next to the other boy, draping an arm and leg across his body.
“You’re perfect, Oku,” Josuke said as he turned to kiss his cheek. “I’m lucky to have you.”
As always, Okuyasu turned bright red in reply.