mooningremus

Aaron

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"I want you too," Remus whispered against his lips as the kiss broke, and tugged Aaron's shirt off.

Then he leaned in and kissed his bare shoulder. He was nervous, and shy in talking about these things, but he also thought that getting it out there would alleviate some of the awkwardness.

"I thought, maybe you'd want to be... on top," Remus said softly. "I mean, since you've um, kind of already..."

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"If you'd like that, then... yes," Aaron said. He was glad Remus was okay talking about it, because it made voicing his own doubts a little easier. "I'm worried about hurting you," he admitted, his hands caressing Remus' chest and arms.

"I'm nervous too," Remus confessed. "But we can go slow. I'll tell you how I feel. And I trust you."

Aaron's hand undid Remus' trousers. "And I trust you." He'd done it in the past, with girls, but not all that often. It was something his parents had frowned upon (he was supposed to save himself for marriage). In any case, he didn't have that much experience with that kind of sex, and had never done anything remotely related to this kind of sex.

All he really knew was that really wanted to be as close to Remus as he could.

"I suppose I at least know the mechanics," Remus said softly, and pushed down his trousers. His erection was tenting his boxers. "In theory."

"Then I think you know more than I do," Aaron admitted. He took off his own trousers, which had become quite uncomfortable.

He took Remus hand. "Let's continue on the bed," he suggested and tugged him along.

Remus suddenly realized that it was possible that Aaron, despite not being a virgin, actually was even more clueless than him. If he'd only had sex with women, and well... apparently not having seen gay porn?

He sat down on the bed and said, "Well one thing is, we'll need, um. Lubricant."

Aaron nodded. Wyn had mentioned as much and it made sense... physiologically. "Do you...have something for that?"

"Actually..." Remus reached across Aaron to the bedside table. "I use it for, um." He blushed. "Someone told me it's better than lotion. It is." He pulled out a small bottle. Great, now Aaron was probably thinking about him masturbating.

Aaron actually chuckled at that. "I'm glad you are better prepared." He kissed him again and tentatively reached to remove Remus' underwear.

Remus allowed him to pull off his underwear, and discarded his shirt at the same time, leaving him naked.

"I'm nervous too," he said softly, wanting to surface his anxieties too. "What if... it's not as good as it is with girls? Especially since, I mean, it's not like I know what I'm doing either..."

"I want to, though," Aaron replied, taking off the last of his clothes as well. "Not because it's expected, but because I want to. So, it's better, no matter what happens."

Remus' heart was beating so fast. What if it wasn't good? What if it hurt? What if Aaron decided girls were better? What if...

He bit his lip. "I want it, too. Really. Should I, umm... lay down?"

Aaron smiled and nodded. Once Remus was lying down he began kissing him. Well, he knew how to do that, at least and it might make this a little less awkward. He kissed his mouth, his neck, then down, tentatively, to a nipple (he kinda liked that himself, so he ventured Remus might too). He didn't linger too long and kissed his chest.

The lube in his hand warmed with the heat he emanated. He guessed that would make it more comfortable.

Remus made little sounds of approval at everything Aaron was doing, and Remus was touching him too, running hiis hands up his chest, along his arms, in his hair. He didn't want to be passive.

Aaron had some reservations about the lube and what he was supposed to do, but he did know that he was rather loving the sounds Remus was making and he wanted more of that. So, he would try to make it feel really good.

He was enjoying it too, to have his hands touching him. God, it felt quite delightful.

He pulled away after a while, and watched him. Then he took the lid of the tube. "Part your legs?" he asked, a little hesitant and licked his lips.

Remus did, letting his legs fall apart.

Blushing a little, he said, "I've... put my fingers inside myself before. Just to, to see what it felt like. I promise I'll tell you if anything doesn't feel good."

He hoped it wasn't awkward to talk about things he'd done with himself, but the truth was, in the day or two leading up to the full moon Remus would go mad if he wasn't masturbating.

Aaron was actually quite glad for it. And also... it made him curious about what it might feel like. And he thought it might have been beneficial if he too knew what of felt like.

He applied some on his finger. (His frame of reference - the wetness of a girl - passed his mind and it really wasn't something he was keen on thinking about.)

Carefully, he pressed the finger against Remus' entrance and rubbed, hopingbto smooth the way. "Talk me through it?" he asked. "Let me know what you want me to do, okay?"

"This is good," Remus assured him. "Just... not too fast. One finger at a time. And keep kissing me."

Glad for the directions, Aaron smiled and kissed him. And it felt pretty good to touch him like this. Carefully, he pressed inside with one finger, feeling the muscles resist as he did. He didn't move then, giving Remus some time to adjust to the sensation. The whole thing was making him achingly hard.

Remus made a little hum of pleasure. It was strange how something could be so exciting and scary at the same time. “Good, yes, more,” he eventually murmured.

It felt so good to feel Remus react to his touch. He was still worried, but he was doing a really good job calming him down a bit. At least he wasn't shy to talk (which he might have been, had their positions been changed). "More? Another...?"

Remus bit his lip and nodded. He was shy, but he wanted to do everything he could to make this work, for both of them, and he really didn't want Aaron to worry he was hurting him.

"Yes... yes, I think another would be fine, and try... crooking your fingers in different places." Remus had absolutely no idea where the prostate was, or what that might feel like, but he'd done a lot of reading about sex.

Aaron kissed him again. Sure, he was anxious that he might hurt him, but he was more eager to make him feel really good. He pulled away and applied some more lube - just to be sure. Then he went back and pushed inside carefully, slowly, paying close attention to any indication that this might not be okay. And then, when things seemed to be okay, he moved them a little, parting them a little to stretch a little more, and crooking them in different places.

It was good Remus wasn't touching him, or he might have come right now.

Remus' breathing was getting a bit labored. "Oh," he sudddnly gasped. "Oh... yes, that felt good, do that again..."

As this became a little smoother and a little easier, Aaron got a little more enthusiastic. He crooked his fingers again, the same spot. Then he tried different angles, different spots... Anything that caused Remus' that lovely look on his face. He also moved his fingers around each other, trying to open him up a little more. Paving the way, as it were. He wasn't one to blow his own horn, but he wasn't exactly small in that department.

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