IC (steve) post that none of you need worry about.
I slept at Dare's house.
Yeah, we had sex.
It was kind of amazing.
I don't quite know when I made the leap, but it felt right. Natural. Wonderful. We were making out, I suppose that's the right word, kissing and touching and trying to be as close as we could without our bodies melting together.
Then I felt my boxers sliding down my legs, and that was fine. I usually don't even wear them to bed anyway. I had been wearing them when I slept with Dare, but only because... I don't even know why.
And then he was kissing me in places I'd never been really been kissed before. It felt... wonderful. It didn't feel wrong or dirty or unnatural like I thought it would, even when he took me in his mouth and I know I was eagerly responsive because I needed this and I wanted this, I wanted him. The ache I'd been feeling for days was growing stronger. I found myself petting his hair and panting. My eyes were welling up, I could feel myself drawing closer to release.
And then he stopped, to which I replied with a gruff, longing animalistic noise, an audible popping noise as he came off of me and his lips found their way to my ear. "I want you in me." he whispered.
I didn't even need to say yes, I nearly tackled him onto his back, he wrapped his legs around me. He was hard and I didn't quite know what to do about that, but he reached to the nightstand and handed me the lube. I could hardly keep my hands steady enough, and I know I over drenched myself with it, because I was nervous. But I could see his face and feel his body and it was telling me that I had nothing to worry about he was eager, pulling me closer to him and moaning when I finally clumsly entered him.
I was losing my erection fron the nerves, but he was so tight and warm and moving against me, even though he was under me, that I felt it coming back. I slowly rocked in and out of him. After a few moments, once I had settled into a decent pace, he took my hand and put it on himself, looking at me with begging little puppy eyes and I knew I couldn't say no to him, even if I didn't want to, which I did, I wanted to make him moan louder, pant harder, to orgasm for me.
It was sweaty, hard, loud, awkward and clumsy (at least I was, or I think I was) but it was wonderful. I've never felt like this afterward. I always worried so much, and with dogs it's hard to get a read on how they feel, how much they enjoyed it, but Dare... he made it so clear. I could easily become addicted to his responsiveness. Knowing that he was turned on by me, that I made him happy.
And physically... I'm going to be walking on air for days.