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CALUM’S POV

“Duuude, you really have a staring problem.” Michael said, snapping me out of my daze. I pushed my glasses up, refocusing on him and his bright hair rather than the girl I’ve had a crush on for ages.

“She just… Looks so good tonight.” I sighed, trying to keep my gaze from returning to her.

“Then talk to her,” Ashton groaned, dragging his hands down his face. Poor guy, he’s heard way too much about my crush on her. It’s sickening, I know, but I’m the one who’s lovesick!

“It’s not that easy. I barely got an invite to this party, I’m never gonna get an invite into her bed at that.” I whined.

“Nerd, virgin, stumbles over his words every time he speaks to her… yeah, call it impossible.” Luke snorted. I whacked the back of his head in retaliation.

“Don’t rub it in my face!”

“I’m just being honest!”

“Okay, okay. You two, stop it. ‘Cause I have a really great plan.” Michael grinned, putting his hand on my shoulder. Oh, great. All of us simultaneously groaned, rolling our eyes.

“What? I didn’t even say anything yet!” Michael huffed, crossing his arms.

“If it’s one of your awful pickup lines, I don’t wanna hear it.” Ashton deadpanned. We all nodded in agreement, Michael immediately deflating.

“Well then what should I do?” I asked, desperate for a solution.

“Like I said. Just talk to her! Look, she’s alone right now. Go,” Ashton insisted, even pushing me over in her direction. She looked so pretty under the dim kitchen lighting…

I looked back at them, all of them nodding and giving me thumbs up. Here goes nothing.

YOUR POV

“Umm… hey! Thanks for the invite.” Someone said from behind me. I turned away from the fridge with a beer in hand and saw Calum, a sweet guy from my history class. I always thought he was kind of cute, especially with those glasses of his and those toned muscles… He might be tall and lanky but he is sort of built. I smiled, giving him a quick hug.

“Of course! Are you enjoying yourself? I don’t do these things often…” I asked.

“Yeah! I am. I don’t do these things often either… Partying, I mean.” He replied back, his face turning red. I giggled at him. Duh, he’s the school’s nerd. But I wasn’t really laughing because of that but instead… Well, I always found him to be so cute.

“Yeah? In that case, here. It’s the last beer.” I offered him, holding the cold bottle out towards him.

“No! It’s okay. If you want it, you can have it. B-But if you don’t want it either then, okay, I’ll take it. Only if you don’t want it though!” Calum insisted, getting even redder. If I didn’t know any better I’d probably make it my mission to make him tomato red, but I felt kind of bad for the guy. He’s so adorable he doesn’t even know it.

“How about we share?” I offered. He finally loosened up and smiled, nodding at my suggestion.

“Actually… Yeah, sure. Why didn’t I think of that?” He laughed. I giggled and shrugged in response, getting right to it and popping the cap off using my kitchen counter. His eyes widened in shock at my little party trick.

“Wow… you’re so cool.” He said, jaw on the floor. I just smiled, sipping on the bottle to hide the fact that my face had become warm and flush from his compliment.

“Thanks! I try to be cool sometimes. Here,” I replied, handing the bottle to him. He brought it close to his lips before pausing.

“Should I uhh… Not drink it from the rim? Like, should I waterfall it? I” He asked, a grin spreading across my face. His hesitance was too sweet, or maybe I just had shit standards. Still, I couldn’t pass this opportunity. I had to go for it, especially with the liquid courage running through me.

“I mean… I don’t mind indirectly kissing you,” I answered, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear as I looked up at him through my lashes. I watched as he somehow got even redder, it being visible on the tips of his ears. He gulped hard before taking a swig, putting it down on the counter before looking into my eyes.

“And… w-what about directly kissing me?” He asked through his stutters, my grin turning into a full on smile.

“I mean…” I began, my feet being pulled towards him without a second thought. I pressed him into the corner of the kitchen counter, standing on my tippy toes as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

I pressed my lips against him slowly and softly, letting him relax into it first. I swore I heard a slight whimper from him once our lips met and I knew I had to get more out of him. His hands hovered at the side of my waist before gently holding onto me, the touch being so light it was almost ticklish. He tasted like beer but also mint chapstick which cut through the beer taste and hit like a drug.

This all felt like a drug. The way his lips began to part more and more, his tongue sliding into my mouth with feverish curiosity. I could feel him getting bolder, pulling me in closer. I was so close I could feel the erection in his pants and that knowledge made me throb a little. I pulled away, a string of spit connecting our lips before I licked it away.

“Wanna take this upstairs?” I asked, my heart thumping in my chest. Not only was I catching my breath but I was terrified that maybe I had been going too far with this.

“Yeah… Yes, I do.” He replied, nodding eagerly. I grabbed his hand, leading him up the stairs and towards my bedroom.

I locked my bedroom door, turning to see Calum taking in all the decorations in my room. I saw a glimpse of a smile before he turned back at me, slowly making his way towards me. I stayed put, leaning against the door as I watched him. His hand gently caressed my cheek, a little hesitant before holding the side of my face fully.

“You’re so pretty. I can’t believe I get to kiss someone like you.” He whispered, going in to kiss me again. His glasses sort of bump into me and he groans, taking them off and throwing them onto the bed.

“Sorry, it’s… kind of my first time doing something like this.” He admitted, looking everywhere but at me.

“Hey, it’s okay. You can back out whenever you want.” I reassured him, my hands gently holding him by his shoulders to anchor him. He shook his head vigorously.

“No, I want you. I just don’t know if I’ll be good at showing you that I want you.” He answered, his hand pulling away as he shrunk into himself.

“So? Just show me. Show me how much you want me… ‘cause I want you too.” I replied, squeezing his shoulders. He finally looked up at me, hands slowly snaking around my body and pulling me flush against him.

He leaned in for another kiss, one hand on my lower back and the other behind my head as we made out. We stumbled a little, my back now pressed to the wall with him pinned against me.

“Can I?” He asked breathlessly. His hands glided to the hem of my shirt, daring to take this off of me. I nodded and he slowly pulled it off, his hands now at my bra. He massaged them slowly before pulling the straps down, his brown eyes occasionally darting upwards at me to make sure I was okay.

And then I watched him kneel down, eyes locked on my tits as he brushed his thumbs against my nipples before rolling them between his fingers. I let out a quiet whimper, my hands glued to the wall as I watched the curly-haired man in amazement. His eyes darted to me like the sounds coming out of my mouth were heavenly and I could see the determination lit in his eyes to try and draw more out of me.

Soon his mouth was on my nipple, sucking and biting with the perfect amount of care and roughness. I felt myself throb again, a wet spot forming on my panties for sure. He kept going until the nipple was left hard, moving to the other one with the same tongue and teeth movement. Eventually he began to stand back up, leaving kisses trailing up my body.

His mouth began to lick and suck on my neck sloppily, and when he got bold I could feel his teeth scrape against my skin which made me groan each time.

“You’re so gorgeous… I need more of you,” he mumbled, as he pulled off. His fingers hooked into the belt loop of my shorts. I copied him, pulling him closer with my hands around his belt buckle.

“Yeah? I can give you more.” I responded, slowly sinking down onto my knees this time. He watched as I undid his belt, slowly unzipping the zipper of his jeans just to torture him. It was just too fun.

Finally his pants hit the floor, allowing me to palm him through his boxers. His legs buckled, hands bracing himself against the wall behind me. I let his cock spring free, precum already beading up at the tip. Fuck, he was a lot bigger than anyone could ever guess. And a lot longer too, but it wasn’t going to stop me from drawing out those whimpers from earlier.

I kittenlicked his tip, the bitter precum on my tastebuds. But I didn’t care, just following the slit on his tip before swirling my tongue around his tip. My hand finally gripped his cock to steady it as I licked a long strip on the underside of his cock. He shivered and groaned, his dick already twitching. Fuck.

So I finally took his cock into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks around him. I started off slow, bobbing my head at a slow pace and very shallowly before going deeper and faster. His hands tangled themselves in my hair, not to push me but because he needed something to hold onto.

“Shit, oh my god, you’re so fucking perfect…” He moaned out, bucking up into my mouth. His whimpers were like music to my ears, encouraging me to keep on going. I went as deep as I could, using my hand to stroke what I couldn’t reach.

“Mhm… Just like that. Fuck, I don’t know if I’m gonna last…” He said through high-pitched whimpers, his desperation getting to him and bucking his hips into me harder and harder. So I pulled off of him, not wanting him to cum just yet.

“H-huh…? Why’d you stop?” He pouted as I stood up.

“Can’t have you cumming yet,” I answered with a smirk, nudging him backwards until he fell back onto my bed. I shrugged my shorts and underwear off, climbing on top of him so my knees were on either side of his hips.

He shuddered at the sight, his hands going to my thigh before rubbing up and down.

“I need you now… please…” He whimpered and I couldn’t help it. I helped him slide off his shirt, my hands running over his slight abs.

“How bad? Hm?” I asked, running my hands up and down his chest.

“Please… Need to cum,” he begged, his grip on my hips so tight that it could bruise. I didn’t wait a second longer knowing I was aching myself, so I slowly sunk down onto his cock.

And wow, it was fucking filling as it glided against my walls. Our breaths hitched at the same time, watching his cock disappear into me.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking big…” I swore under my breath. His thumbs rubbed gentle circles on my hips, distracting me from the way his cock made me ache.

“Yeah?” He exhaled shakily.

Once I fully sank onto his cock he groaned, his hands squeezing my ass hard. My hands rested on his shoulders as I leaned down over him, for the perfect angle.

“You feel so good…” He moaned out, trying to thrust into me to speed up the pace. At first our rhythms were off, his cock slipping out of me. I guided his cock back into me slowly, a whimper slipping out of him.

“Shhh, baby. Patient.” I commanded him, riding him slowly at first. My pace drew out a groan from him, his hips fighting not to just buck up into me.

“Faster, please,” he begged, his grip on my hips tightening out of desperation. I just tutted in faux disappointment, but the way he begged was like music to my ears.

“What’d I say? Be patient, baby. Just let yourself thrust into me. Slowly.” I instructed him, his hips stuttering at first before matching my pace. It was fucking perfect, drawing out a moan from me as I threw my head back.

“Like that?” He asked and I nodded, bending over lower to kiss him.

“Just like that. C’mon, follow my pace.” I said to him, speeding up. He whimpered a little as I began to bounce up and down on him faster, his eyes watching my tits bounce too. I could feel his hips trying to keep up, thrusting up into me as he grunted.

Soon a moan tore out of me, hitting my g-spot just right. At this point I was really hoping the music downstairs was still loud enough to drown the sounds of us, skin slapping against skin and our moans becoming one.

“Calum… Oh, fuck. Such a good fucking boy, don’t stop.” I praised him, feeling myself tighten against his cock as I kept coming closer and closer to my orgasm. His hands moved to grope my ass tightly while my fingernails dug into his shoulders, leaving little crescent shaped dents into his skin.

Then I took one of his hands into mine, bringing it down closer to my clit. At first I demonstrated what to do, bringing my thumb over it and beginning to rub before replacing my hand with his. I groaned, my body shaking from the extra stimulation. My legs were burning at this point but I didn’t care, I needed him badly.

“Um- um… I- I’m… fuck, I’m gonna cum,” He moaned out, rubbing his thumb against my clit harder and faster at this point.

“Cum in me, Calum…” I commanded, kissing along his jawline sloppily through moans. He let out a whimper and nodded.

Soon my orgasm crashed over me in waves, my walls throbbing against his dick that shot warm, thick ropes of cum into me. I didn’t stop yet, riding this high before slowly pulling myself off of him.

He kissed me softly before I rested my head against his chest. I could feel his chest rising and falling rapidly while his fingers combed through the strands of my hair.

“Did I… do okay?” He asked, hands moving lower to rub my back gently. I nodded, pushing myself back up to see his face. He was flushed and sweaty, but man, that guy had the cutest smile at that moment.

“You were perfect, Calum.” I assured him, kissing his nose softly. He let out a sigh of relief, his eyes looking down at my neck.

“Woah… I really left a hickey,” he said in amazement, fingers brushing against my neck which made me ticklish. I flinched a bit and he quickly pulled his hand away.

“Does it hurt?” He asked, eyes widening with fear.

“No no no. It was just ticklish.” I answered, chuckling at how innocent this poor man was even though he just lost his virginity.

Oh shit. He just lost his virginity to me.

“…Hey, wait. Did you enjoy it? Are you okay?” I asked from the realization. He nodded vigorously with a smile.

“Yeah. I’m feeling great… like I’ll never forget this.” Calum answered with a chuckle. He kissed my forehead and snuggled close, sighing into the crook of my neck.