"Why do you like me so much?" Freddie asked Greyson one day when they were strolling around the football field while holding hands.  They had been a couple for a while now.

"I don't know," Greyson smiled and shrugged.  "I just do."

"But why?" Freddie asked. "What was on your mind when you first saw me? And 'I don't know' is not an answer.  Tell me."

Greyson thought for a moment.  "It's hard to explain.  When I first saw you I had this weird feeling in my gut.  Like I wanted to get to know you better, you know?"

Freddie did know.  "I felt that too, I thought it was just me.  It was like this punch in my gut."

"Exactly."

"But what does it mean?" Freddie wondered.  "Is it something cosmic or what? Fate?"

"Geez, Freddie," Greyson rolled his eyes.  "You always have to overthink things.  Why can't you just soak in the moment? Like this."

Greyson turned and stepped into Freddie's arms.  They kissed for a while.  Freddie had to admit that when Greyson was right, he was right.  Freddie did need to live in the moment.  And this moment was good.

They kissed for a while, then Greyson began squirming against him, pressing him harder.  He seemed anxious about something Freddie sensed.

"What's the matter?" Freddie asked, holding him around the waist. "Sick of kissing me already?"

Greyson looked down, blushing, his hands still on Freddie's shoulders.  "It's not that," he seemed to be breathing a little heavy.  "I just need more, don't you?"

"Like our usual?" So far they had just stuck to kissing and fondling.

"No.  Other things, like more than kissing and touching," Greyson said, biting his bottom lip. "Know what I mean?"

He did.  Freddie thought about it a lot.  Like all the time. He would fantasize about the two of them touching and kissing in other places, going much further than his limited imagination could go.

"What are you saying?" Freddie asked.  "Are you thinking what I've been obsessing about?"

"Let's do it," Greyson said.  "I want to go all the way with you.  I want you.  Really bad."

"I want you too, Grey." Freddie leaned in and they kissed for a while.  "So when are we doing this?"

"I want it now," Greyson pressed against him hard.  "I want to ride you in the sunset."

"You're so bad." Freddie laughed.  "It's our lucky day.  My folks are working late so we can go to my house after school."

"Why can't we go back to my place?" Greyson said.

"Your mom is always there." Freddie complained.

"So?"

"Doesn't she ever work?"

"Sure she does," Greyson said.  " She works really hard at keeping the sofa from flying through the ceiling."

"True that.  But come on, we need some privacy and we can get it at my place.  Face it, your mom's big mouth is a cock blocking mood killer."

"Can't argue with that. But we're going to need some supplies."

"Like what?"

"I don't know.  Condoms."

"Why, so we don't get pregnant?" Freddie joked.

"You're an idiot."

They went to the drug store and headed straight for the family planning aisle.  There they looked around at the items.  Freddie tried to think of what else they could use besides condoms.  He wasn't even sure of what size to get.  Sex sure seemed complicated.

Greyson came over with a bottle of something.  "This is perfect."

Freddie studied the label.  "Lube? Why do we need that?"

"Have you looked at yourself?" Greyson scoffed. "You're not exactly Tiny Tim.  Trust, we need this."

They bought the items and headed over to Freddie's room.  They had the entire place to themselves.  Freddie closed his bedroom door before turning to Greyson.  They could feel their hearts fluttering and not because they liked each other.

"Okay," Freddie said.  "Since you seem to be the expert on this, what do we do first?"

"Strip, duh."

They removed their clothes and lay on Freddie's bed.  They began their usual kissing and touching but this time it was different.  They could feel each other's lower area.

Freddie moved down to Greyson's chest, kissing the smooth skin.  Instinctively he moved lower, bending his head downward.  He felt Greyson's leg wrap around his shoulder.

"Oh, man," Greyson moaned, pushing his head further.  "Keep going."

Freddie took Greyson's member and kissed it a few times before sliding it in his mouth.  He repeated the motion when Greyson began squirming and biting his lip.  Clearly he was enjoying this, Freddie thought as he increased the pressure.

"Oh, oh," Greyson shouted.  Then before Freddie knew it, Greyson flipped them over so he was in top.

"Whoa."

"My turn," Greyson said as he returned the favor by kissing Freddie, moving from the side of his neck down to his chest.  Freddie closed his eyes and allowed Greyson to explore, kiss and touch him, all the way down.  So many new sensations flooded through him as he ran his fingers through Greyson's hair.

Then Greyson moved up, kissing Freddie's lips.

"I'm ready," Greyson whispered.  "I want to do this, what about you?"

He read Freddie's mind.  "I want you."

Greyson sat up.  "Okay, what do we do first?"

"Jesus, I thought you had that figured out." Freddie teased him.

Greyson leaned over him.  "Want me to do you?" he whispered.  "I really want to do you."

Freddie nodded.  "I really want you to do me." He admitted that the idea of Greyson being inside him very exciting.

Greyson sat up and grabbed the lube and condoms.  He prepared themselves before leaning over Freddie and trying to get in position.

"Are you nervous?"

"A little."

"Me too."

Holding his arms around Greyson, Freddie watched Greyson's face as he tried to enter him. "Ow!"

"Are you okay? Does it hurt?"

"It's too rough."

"Sorry," Greyson tried to slowly ease in.  "Can't you relax a little bit?"

Freddie closed his eyes and felt Greyson enter him for the first time.  Surprisingly it wasn't that painful.  It actually felt a little pleasurable.

Greyson began moving back and forth slowly, balancing on his hands.  Freddie  could feel himself responding, moving with him, wrapping his legs around him, wanting more of him.

"Oh man," Greyson said as he kept thrusting.  "This is amazing." He flipped them around so Freddie was on top.  "I want you to ride me.  I want to see you."

Freddie straddled Greyson and settled in place.  Greyson smiled up at him as he began riding slowly, then picking up the pace.  The sensations returned, growing more intense.

"Yeah," Greyson held Freddie by the waist and returned his movements.  Freddie bounced faster as he watched Greyson lying between his thighs.

"Oh, oh my God! This is fucking awesome." Freddie moved faster, his body tensing.

"I'm gonna come." Greyson announced, gripping Freddie's legs.   "Goddammit, I'm coming!"

Freddie could feel it too as it began to build up inside.  He rode harder and faster, they were practically bouncing the bed.  The pleasure hit them hard, going through every fiber in their beings.  They clung to each other as the waves continued on and on.

"Ohh!!"

"Fuuuck!"

Freddie fell on Greyson, gasping for breath.  He felt Greyson's hands stroking his back.  They could feel each other's hearts pounding against their chests.

For a while they just lay close together in each other's arms, enjoying each other.

"Freddie," Greyson was finally able to speak.  "I really love you."

Freddie had a response for that.  "I love you too, Greyson."