Justin was clutching the bed sheets, it did hurt, but it felt so good, he just wasn’t ready for when Brian had stuck his fingers in. Feeling the fingers being pulled out of his ass now, he gasped. Closing his eyes, he felt himself being pushed onto his back. Looking up at Brian now, he hoped he didn’t see the tears in his eyes. When his legs were being lifted up, he stared at Brian. He was really doing this. “Wait. We need to practice safe sex.” Justin said quietly. Wondering if Brian did that. But then he saw him grabbing condoms, and he listened when he said to always practice safe sex. Nodding his head, he looked at the condom that Brian gave him. “O-Okay.” He stuttered, as he took the condom and put it on Brian’s cock. He laid back and got comfortable. “Please go slow with me.”
As the boy put the condom on for him, Brian gasped slightly at the tight feeling it gave him, reaching out for the lube as he smeared it across Justin’s puckered hole as well as the tip of his dick. Brian looked down at the boy who had asked him to go slow. Fuck, was he innocent. Slowly, he pushed himself into the boy. Inch by inch, he groaned slightly to himself at the tight feeling around his cock. This blonde boy was definitely virgin. “It hurts,” Brian assured the boy, leaning forward to quickly kiss the latter. “But that’s part of it.” Brian kept his eyes on the boy, noticing that the latter was still tensed. “Relax,” he soothed the boy, slowly pulling himself out. “I want you to always remember this so that whoever you’re with,” he pushed himself in again as slowly and as delicately as possible. “I’ll always be with you.” Brian took comfort in that. Of course this boy was going to remember him fifty years down the road, because let’s face it. Brian Kinney has popped his cherry. Who could ever forget their firsts?