From mates on holiday, to me fucking him slowly

We were just two mates backpacking for the summer…cheap hostels, bad food, good beaches. But somewhere between Morocco and Koh Lanta, I started noticing things I wasn’t supposed to notice. And one night, on a beach too perfect to be real, I told you I wanted to kiss you. What followed was awkward, messy, romantic, and way too hot for a room with a broken fan. This is the story of our first time…of lube bought with too many unknown coins, nervous laughter, fingers trembling with want, and how you gasped when I found that spot. Neither of us had done this before. But somehow… we found our way through. You remember that night, don’t you?