He walked back into the living room, like none of this just happened and we continued to visit like a few minutes ago.  We laughed some more and talked about anything and nothing.  As we continued to visit, every little bit he would wander back into the kitchen for a minute or so, then our late night visit would resume... then back into the kitchen and back to the visit... over and over this routine continued.  About 30 minutes had passed when the pacing began again... then very seriously and very shyly, Brian walked over next to me and quietly asked me to join him in his bedroom.  I was about to tackle him, when my fucking mouth took over again as if it was attached directly to my virtues of good. I smiled and quietly reaffirmed how much I realy liked him, really liked him, but I just couldn't do it because he was drunk and horny... I didn't want him to feel like I was there to have sex with him, even though, we both knew I so wanted him.  He took my hand and led me into the kitchen, that's when I realized he'd been drinking a pot of coffee since he first asked me to sleep with him.  Then gently but so fucking passionately, he pressed me against the counter and kissed me!

The biggest 4th of July and the most explosive New Year's eve fireworks display to date couldn't compare to the explosions going off in my brain. Here was this beautiful soul, this handsome man, this prowess of sexuality showing a small Texas town boy what love was realy all about it. The sweet feel and warmth of his lips, his lean muscular body, his strong, yet soft gentle grasp of his hands... OMG, Hell yes, don't let this stop or end, I was like well kneaded clay in his grip... I was melting, I was trembling, I was shaking and I couldn't get enough of him or of this. In all my life I had never felt like this before.  The man of my dreams really wanted me and hell, he was taking me, he was having me, he had me completely. This was realy going to happen and I wanted nothing more than this to never end.

He took my hand again and led me to his bedroom, I followed like a lost puppy wanting nothing more than to just be with him. Alone with him in his bedroom, candles burning (now I knew why he disappeared there when we first arrived) the blankets all pulled down like some 5 star hotel expecting very important guests.  He faced me and once again held himself, pressed himself into me, kissing me so gently yet so eagerly... his hands gingerly undressing me, yet frantically desiring to be with me in all flesh and nothing more.  So quickly and quietly I stood in a pile of the very clothes I was wearing seconds before.  My hands trembling and my touch so unprepared and so full of desire quickly left him in the same kind of pile of his shed clothing. Naked and exposed, pressed together, warm, intoxicating and both of our cocks so rigidly hard pressed against one another... chill bumps radiated across both of our bodies so entwined against the other. My mind was still exploding and trying to grasp that this wasn't a dream, it wasn't a fantasy, it was a dream come true.  This man was really here, he was really real.

We kissed, we fumbled, we caressed, we used our hands to explore every incredible inch of each others bodies.  We pressed, we rubbed, we melted into each others embrace... we were lying next to each other, but I don't remember having laid down on the bed.  OMG, he could kiss, I'd never felt anything like it before. His hands so soft, so gentle and so strong, his embrace was so desperate yet so comforting... I was his to do as he pleased and he knew it, he controlled yet guided me so warmly, so gently, in complete control. I used my lips, my tongue, my teeth, my every ounce of myself to devour and explore this body that was once nothing more than a fantasy, evey inch... I wanted to know every inch as much and as intimately as I knew my own. It seemed like hours as I licked, kissed, nibbled, swallowed and sucked every bit of him. Had I died, possibly, cause this must be what heaven felt like.

I was the happiest I could ever remember feeling in my whole life those moments in his arms.  No words were spoken, they weren't needed, our bodies seem to have been communicating to each other on their own. He guided me back to his side and then he began his own exploration of my own body.  It was amazing as parts of my body responded to him, his touch, his caress, parts I never even remotely thought of as erotic or sexually charged responded to his every want and desire.

His cock was so sweet, so extreme, so beautiful and powerful.  It filled my mouth and crept into my throat... he was even bigger and thicker than I had envisioned in my mind, from my glimpses of his cock at rest. I did everything in my power and ability to please him, I didn't even try to suck his cock, I used my mouth to make love to his cock. I'd never wanted more than tonight to give someone as much pleasure as I did to him. I was so focused on his cock, I hadn't realized until I felt this incredible pleasure, somehow, someway, he'd repositioned me into a 69 position. He was trying his best to replicate everything I was doing to him. I could tell that this was new and foreign for him, but what he lacked in knowledge and skill, he was blowing me away with his passion and desire to please me as well. I knew the inevitable was where we were headed and never wanted someone so badly inside of me and now here was this man slowly gliding his tongue under my shaft and below my balls working it's way to prepare me for that moment. When his tongue and lips found their target, I felt it all the way up my spine and waves of pleasure rippled through my mind. I was his for the taking.

Brian guided my body into position, molding my limbs into a submissive position, he moved with instinct, because tonight he was going to top a guy for the first time. I relaxed into my role compensating my position for ease and comfort for us both, Brian retrieved a small container and applied its contents to both his cock and my waiting ass. With slight pressure he aimed his glistening cock at my lubed hole and slowly began to glide inwards.  His cock felt huge as he penetrated inside me, OMG, he was inside of me... I felt so full and so calm, yet so excited and submissive as he took control of my every move.  I felt his balls hit my ass and knew that all of his sweet cock was embedded deep within me... he was still and motionless for a few minutes as I felt the power of his cock, the beat of his heart as his cock pulsed, his head and shaft both flexed within me, his face was screwed, his mouth agape, his breath soft, yet heavy... you could tell he was mesmorized by the feelings he felt of being in me. He tossed his head back and forth and his body took control... With passion in his eyes he began a steady rhythm in and out, slowly at first then increasing with need and desire, in and out, faster and yet faster again, strong urges swelled inside him and his body began to rock with more force taking me as his body needed.  The pace quickened, his breath grew stronger, his cock flexed and populated the inside of me, deep inside me... again the force, his pace, his grip, his breath all increased and I knew he would soon reach his crescendo and deep inside of me, I would feel his release... our bodies were in tune, our pleasure peaking and waves of pleasure wee crashing inside our minds.  Quicker, faster, more intense, I'd swear his cock had doubled in size, he was almost there, the burning need, his orgasm on the cusp and my waiting ass ready to be filled with his seed... burning, hot almost on fire and then, dear god above, his cock pulsed, it expanded and then his release... still pumping frantically, his balls exploding and his cream filing every crevice of my used hole... but wait, it really was burning, my ass was on fire, this pleasure was giving way to extreme pain... the look of pure pleasure on Brian's face though had me distracted for a few minutes as he emptied himself inside me, but my ass is burning and now the look on his face is waining towards discomfort from pleasure... a moment passed and both of us were nearing more pain than pleasure.  He slipped from within me, his cock now red and softening. My empty hole seemed completely wrecked, possibly destroyed and the pain was intensifying.  He looked at me and we both headed to the bathroom, confused and rattled at our new found pain. Both of us desperately trying to wash ourselves and attempting to cool this deep burning.  His cock was red hot and almost glowing and my ass was as well... we both tried desperately to dull the pain... after several minutes it began to slow and the pain subsided. 

About 10 minutes later, we were both cooled down and laying side by side in his bed... once we had both regained our composer, we tried to understand how so much pleasure could result in so much pain.  Brian was confused the most, his first time with a guy and he was truly spent and loved the feeling of being with me, but WTF?

Finally I looked for the lube he used when he fucked me and I found the answer to the "burning" question.  Brian grabbed the first cream he could find for lube earlier when he had set up the bedroom for our first night of love making.  I started laughing and shaking my head, Brian looked at me with a blank expression on his face, I held up the jar of cream, it was "Noxzema Medicated Face Cleanser" (it contains camphor, menthol, phenol and eucalyptus, among other ingredients). Great for a clean tingly face cleanser, but not a god option for lube. We both starting laughing loudly almost uncontrollably... rolling on the bed, laughing, giggling and being stupid.  Then he looked at me, deeply looked at me and we kissed, lovingly kissed.

The bedroom door flung open and Dean loudly questioned what Brian was doing in here, bam, Dean and my eyes connected. He hesitated and then looked at the both of us, the two piles of clothes on the floor and realized we were snuggled against one another.  He just stood there in the door, his face a blank expression with his mouth a gasp. Then you could actually see the light inside his head pop on. Brian started to freak out, then just began laughing.  Dean slowly closed the door and was gone.  Brian looked at me, my eyes were wide open and I was just white as a sheet. He pulled me closer and kissed me deeply and then began to tickle me... not what I was expecting, I smiled and wrapped my arms tighter around him and lowered my head to his chest and sleep overtook us quickly.

Now in case you hadn't already figured it out, the night was quickly disappearing, by the time Dean had made his presence known it wad around 4:30 in the morning. Sleep was but a momentary thing, remember, we are all in the military. Brian and I slept for about 3 hours and had to get up, not only did we need to shower and ready ourselves for our day, but I was there and my uniform was on base.  So we rushed through showering and then Brian drove me back to my dorm, I dressed and was back in his car as quick as I could. Brian and I arrived at WHMC and raced together to the dining hall for breakfast. We ate together and was finishing up as the family members I know ran in to grab something before work. Craig almost dropped his tray when he saw us together at our table, everyone I knew avoided us like we were lepers. We walked back down the hallway to where it all began before we parted ways for the day.  Brian looked softly into my eyes and leaned into me, once he was close, he quietly reminded me Dean would tell everyone what he saw, then looked for my response. I reassured him I knew and apologized for that, he smiled, shrugged his shoulders and squeezed my hand letting me know it was okay.

By lunch everyone who knew I was gay on base, knew what Dean knew. Brian and I met for lunch and sat quietly alone, conversation was absent, but what or eyes said to each other spoke volumes.

No one can take the memories of that time from me, only age and time can.  Brian, my first true love! The next 6 months of my life were filled with love, sex, romance and companionship. They say you never forget you first love, I didn't!