You get things started

You both make your way up to your room. You smartly remember to lock it just in case your parents decide to come back home earlier than they said they would. You ask Benz to relax on the couch by the bed while you got some lube from the bathroom.

“I'm nervous, Lexus,” he suddenly blurts out once you re-enter the room.

“Everyone gets nervous once in a while. Don't worry about it. It's just a fuck among buds,” you reassure him as you place the lube by the bed.

“I'm a-” stutters Benz, “virgin. I've always been insecure about my cock size so I've never done it with anybody. Furthest I've gone is to make out with someone.”

“Seriously?” you remark, surprised by this sudden revelation. You are about to tease the guy when you saw the seriousness on his face and stop yourself.

“It’s not a big deal, Benz. Many people don't lose their virginity until much later in life,” you say to calm him down, “It's not something to be ashamed of.”

“Are you a virgin?” he asks.

“No,” you tell him truthfully, “not that it matters.”

Benz tries to run away from your gaze and opts to look down at the floor.

“It may be best that we don’t do this,” he whispers to you, “I’m having second thoughts.”

“The best way for you to get over this is to lose your virginity to me. Let’s get this started, shall we?” you tell more than you ask, a wide grin plastered on your face.

You push Benz down on the couch and kiss him hard on the lips. He takes a moment but kisses back in matching passion, your tongues gliding against each other in a weird fight for dominance.

You are aroused by Benz’s stubbornness but have no plans of losing this first battle. You move your right hand to his chest and twist his erect nipples through his shirt, startling him and forcing him to let out an uncharacteristically slutty growl from his throat.

You gain advantage from that point and continue to dominate the kiss. You take advantage to plunder your friend’s conquered mouth with your tongue. When you finally pull back, Benz is left gasping for breath and fully erect, his cock painfully straining against his pants.

“That was just the appetizer, Benz,” you tease, “If you’re going to come with just kissing, you're not going to last long in my ass.”

“Fuck you,” he responds playfully, knowing that you're just teasing him.

“So you shall,” you quip back, “but I need to prep you first.”

You kneel down in front of him and pull down his pants and underwear until you are face to face with his leaking erection.

You take his shaft into your hand and give it a few deliberate pulls. Satisfied with the hardness, you lower your mouth and take in the tip of his cock and taste the precum pooling at the tip. Your tongue laps lightly against the tip as you suck tightly against the head of his cock, earning you appreciative moans from Benz.

You quickly decide to take the next step and take more of him into your throat. He wasn't very long so it wasn't too difficult to take him down your throat but being unpracticed, it still took quite a few attempts.

Once inside, his cock trembles at the heat and tightness of your mouth and continues to emit his salty seed down your throat. Feeling comfortable, you start to constrict your throat, sending intense vibrations through his cock which rippled against his now pleasure-wracked body.

As his moans grow louder and louder, you are surprised to note that he has not used his hands to push your head down his cock and control the fucking. You were right in your assessment, you think to yourself. He's definitely not the dominant type. This was going to be a fun night.

You continue to have your way with his cock, alternating between long sucks and rough licks against his sensitive head. Seeing the telltale signs of orgasm, you pull back and stand up to admire the efforts of your work.

Benz’s face is red and flustered. His hair is matted down by sweat. His muscled chest had sweat dripping down in bullets and his cock, red and swollen from your ministrations, is slicked in saliva and cum.