Make a wish when a Blackbird flies

I was wide awake that night, I was busy watching him sleep; it had been far too long since I was ale to hold him, kiss him. I thought he would remember, I hoped he would as soon as I kissed him; I think in a way he did, ever since we first saw each other again, he just doesn't realize it yet.

We had managed to squeeze in the tiny motel bed, he was lying on his stomach and I was on my side next to him, running my hand up and down his smooth back, like I always did. He slept like the dead, literally, he didn't snore or make any kind of noise; you couldn't even hear him breathe.

The first time we were together like this was when we were still teenagers, we had no idea what we were doing.

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“So what does that leave us with?” He asked me as we focused on some physics equation. My hands were balled up in my hair and my face resembled that of Munch's painting The Scream.
“I have no idea.” I said desperately. He looked at my notebook and rubbed his face.
“You know, for the first time I don't get it either.” He laughed and tossed the book to the side.

We had been together for over two months and as cliché as it sounds everything was perfect. And everything had changed. School was the most drastic one, his grades had begun to slip because, as he confessed to me, I was all he could think about. And for the most part, people stopped bullying him too; I guess they realized that whatever they said, they couldn't keep us apart.

We would on occasion receive the odd insult here and there, but we had learned to ignore the world around us. The ghosts hadn't left off, but we found a solution for that too. For Christmas I gave him a headset phone, the kind that you hook on your ear, so he could speak to them freely without seeming crazy.

His parents weren't very happy about him being with another guy, but they weren't very happy about anything he did; he didn't care, so every day we would go to my house and hang out, do whatever teenage boys do. Today was one of those afternoons.

At first we tried to do homework which proved to be completely futile, so now we were just lying on the bed doing...nothing.
“I hate physics.” He mumbled.
“Me too. But without it the world would not be spinning, there would be no gravity. There'd be no sex, and how would people have fun then?” I asked.

“Backgammon, lots and lots of backgammon.” He said after a short pause, making me laugh. Then he looked at me with a sudden serious face. “We should have fun.” He said in a tone of voice that clearly suggested he wasn't talking about the bloody board game.

I looked back at him with wide eyes and my moth open, probably looking like Munch's painting once again.
“My parents aren't going to be home 'till late.” I squeaked out, my voice going an octave or two higher. He just smiled at me. “And Mikey's staying at his-” My sentence was cut off as he leaned forward and kissed me suddenly. After the first millisecond of surprise I kissed back.

We often fell into makeouts like this, but in the past it never moved any further. Today it felt different, there was some kind of electricity in the air, sending sparks off every movement and touch we made.

We were lying side by side kissing heatedly until I felt his hand creep down my chest, going lower, over my stomach until he finally grabbed me where the sun don't shine. I let out a surprised “Oh” and he giggled at me. We hadn't done anything sexual I the time we had been together, so I felt a little nervous that something was finally happening. I was a horny teenager, sue me.

He rubbed me there for a few more seconds until he seemed to get bored with that; he took his hand away and I watched as he took his skeleton glove off with his teeth and stuck his hand in my pants and grabbed me again, all while keeping intense eye contact.

His hand was cold and I once again let out a sound of surprise, he didn't laugh this time, just started kissing and sucking my neck. As he moved his hand for some reason the song 'Like A Virgin' came to mind, and some of the words made sense now.

“Gee...” He whispered in my ear, sending hot air and shivers down my spine.
“Yes?” I breathed out, my voice going even higher. He kissed around my ear and spoke again in that low whisper.
“We should have fun.”

And from that moment everything went speeding. We started practically tearing each others clothes off , touching and kissing anywhere we could reach. Being with him in that way, it was amazing, it brought us even closer together if that was possible.

The actual sex was a disaster, it was awkward, painful and very short; it didn't matter though, we just thought it was all very funny and ended up eating cold pizza in bed in our underwear.
“I think you're my soul mate, Gee.” He said when we were just lying under the covers.

“Yeah? How'd you figure that?” I asked, lightly caressing his side.
“Well, your soulmate is the person who mends your broken heart, by simply giving you theirs. And that's what you did, you fixed me.” I smiled and softly said “I love you, I love you.” Then just held him close and kissed him. He was right we had fixed each other.

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After that night more changes happened, changes that would lead to our horrible forced separation. I remember it was around that time that I started my internship to become a police officer. On some days I would have to skip school, on those days I would have to leave him alone, and it was on one of those days that a succession of unfortunate events led us to where we are now.

To this day I am still convinced I was to blame; I was so focused on something from the past, something I could never get back, that I lost the only thing I cared about in that moment. If only I had been there for him, he would never have been taken to that place.

But it was gone now, for good, maybe not from his mind; all that was left now were just bad memories, they had taken all the rest.

Notes

And here it is, sorry if its pretty short.
I'm kind of tired of reading stories where the first time they do it it's all perfect so I give you a realistic first sex scene.
Hope you enjoy