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The older male's gentle words helped Ira to relax a bit further. He was so relieved that Brian was being gentle and kind to him, knowing full well that the man's physical needs were probably great by now, and a player like Brian was rumoured to be probably had not trouble in just taking what he wanted.
Feeling more comfortable with the man-well, emotionally at least- Ira slowly lifted his arms from their knotted position behind his head. He didn't realize how tightly he'd been hiding under his arms until they started to tingle and burn as he lowered them. Now his arms lay to his sides, bent at the elbows with his palms flat against the mattress near where his head lay. He turned his head to the side and nodded slightly at Brian's words, breathing too shallowly to speak at the moment. After a bit, Ira spoke in a choppy voice "I'm...sorry....to make....you... wait.." He apologized, his voice still containing just a hint of a whine.
There was a long pause while Ira just tried to get his body to relax and breathe regularly. Finally, he couldn't take the wait any more. His body may not have been completely relaxed yet, but he was far too embarrassed to just lay in such an intimate position with the object of his obsession.
"Move," the teen croaked out, "Please...I can't w-wait...any more..."

((:] It does, right? I think thats where they got the idea for the name.))

Pain. A searing, deep pain unlike the boy had ever experienced. Pain was the only thing Ira's brain seemed to be able to register. Every gentle movement the older male made in or out of his body seemed to rip at the boy. Still, Ira gritted his teeth, not allowing him to make any sounds or show any signs of his distress. And slowly, with time, the pain did seem to ease. Eventually, it was just uncomfortable rather than crippling. Brian's foment finally sank in now that there was a part of Ira's brain not dedicated to his suffering, he was able to listen and comprehend. Tight, Brian said. Ira smirked gimpy. "Really? I hadn't noticed" the teen groaned out his sarcastic reply, still trying to keep up his tough guy facade infront of the man. Even though it was obvious Brian had figured out his bravado was all an act by now.
"Hrrnh, uhhn..." Ira's breath was still irregular, coming in sharp gasps as he groaned quietly. The pain was easing, but still present. Regardless, he kept himself quiet, trying to keep the whimpers and whines like those to a minimum.
And eventually, after what felt like an eternity for the young blonde, Brian's movements began to bring him pleasure along with the now-dulling pain.
Ira gave an entirely new type of gasp as he experienced this type of pleasure for the first time. "Oh," the boy gasped in innocent wonder. Then, " oh...oh....mnn..." as the sensation grew.

Ira kept his face hidden against the mattress as he heard himself make such wanton sounds and moans at Brian's actions. That such dirty noises were coming from him was far too embarrassing for the younger male to face, and he did his best to muffle the noises as they became rather constant in response to the older male's movements.
At Brian's instructions, Ira nodded his head blankly, thankful the other was taking such a gentle approach to his situation, knowing it could have been much worse if Brian hadn't been so considerate of his virginal status.
When the teen felt ready enough, he drew his knees towards his chest, lifting his hips in the air and leaving his shin's braced against the mattress supporting his wait. His chest angled downward now with his shoulders and arms still pressed to the bed, face still hiding its reactions from Brian.
As soon as the angle of their connection changed with this new position, Ira couldn't stop the loud groan the rumbled through his chest, feeling Brian push much more deeply into his heat. The teen whimpered softly, waiting for the new source of pain to melt into pleasure as it had before

The younger male gasped and moaned softly as Brian's actions began to feel good inside of him once again. His body gave a small shudder and he turned his face to the side, his cheek resting against the mattress rather than hiding his entire face in it now. Ira was breathing rather heavily.
"It's...so hot..." He groaned quietly, trying to put words to what he was experiencing, whimpering softly as the friction and the exertion of their actions only cause his internal temperature to climb. When Brian's pace picked up, Ira's head reared back and he cried out softly before he could contain his reaction. Slowly, his neck relaxed and he pressed his cheek to the mattress once again. His hand's however, remained frantic. He searched along the mattress, looking for something to hold. Finally, the boy lifted his chest a bit and reached out for the headboard in front of him. Grasping the spindles tightly, Ira braced himself against Brian's thrusts. He adored to hear the other compliment him, to hear pleasure in Brian's voice. The teen would do anything to keep hearing those sounds.
Slowly, he began to push his hips backward, to rock into Brian's thrusts and make their connections even deeper.

Ira's body gave a pleasurable shiver as Brain's fingernails laid soft scratched down his back, reveling in the sensation of it. Ira gave a soft groan or moan of pleasure occasionally as time went on, too deep in the throws of this pleasure now to care about how embarrassing he sounded. Instead, listening to Brian's soft word of praise and approval, Ira couldn't help but reply with his own murmured phrases. "There...uhhn...g-d...yes..." The boy whimpered, then suddenly gave a sharp cry of pleasure when Brian's pace picked up once again.
Ira's body was flowered with beads of sweat at this point, and he clutched at the headboard, requiring all of his strength to stay up on his knees while his body was ravaged by the man. Ira shook again and it was clear to see from the way his length jumped and leaked that he was very close to his end. He faught the sensation for as long as he could- determined in his teenage pride to have Brian finish first. Unfortunately, Ira's resistance was waning fast. With a throaty groan, his arms collapsed and his shoulders hit the mattress once again as he released, gasping for air as the rush pulled through him.