Riley stood in front of the mirror, scrutinizing his appearance one last time before Trevor arrived. He smoothed down his hair, admiring the way it cascaded down his shoulders in loose waves. His makeup was flawless, a subtle blend of earthy tones that highlighted his delicate features. But despite his outward confidence, Riley couldn't shake the feeling of anxiety that bubbled beneath the surface.
He was a virgin, a fact that he had kept hidden from Trevor until now. It wasn't that he was ashamed of his inexperience; rather, he was afraid of the pain that came with losing it. He had heard horror stories from his friends, tales of tearing and bleeding that made him cringe.
Mia, Riley's roommate, walked into the room, interrupting his thoughts. She was a force of nature, a confident and outspoken woman who wasn't afraid to speak her mind. "Well, don't you look like a nervous little virgin," she teased, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips.
Riley rolled his eyes, but he couldn't help but laugh. "I'm just a little anxious, that's all," he said, turning back to the mirror.
Mia walked over to him, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She stood behind him, her hands resting on his hips. "Relax, Riley. Just let the bear do the work."
Riley snorted, but he couldn't deny the truth in Mia's words. Trevor was a big, strong man, the kind of man who could make Riley feel safe and protected. He just hoped that he could live up to Trevor's expectations.
Mia helped Riley choose an outfit, something that would show off his curves and make him feel confident. Riley settled on a tight-fitting sweater and jeans, a simple yet effective ensemble that accentuated his feminine figure.
As they waited for Trevor to arrive, Riley received a text from him, saying that he was outside. Riley took a deep breath and headed out to meet him, his heart pounding in his chest.
When he saw Trevor's car, he felt a flutter of excitement. Trevor was even more handsome in person, his broad shoulders and muscular arms making Riley feel small and delicate in comparison. He walked over to introduce himself, his hands shaking slightly as he extended them towards Trevor.
Trevor greeted him warmly, his voice deep and soothing. "Riley, it's so good to finally meet you," he said, taking Riley's hand in his own.
Riley felt a jolt of electricity run through him at the touch of Trevor's skin. He couldn't help but blush, feeling like a schoolgirl with a crush.
Trevor suggested they go for a drink before heading back to his place. Riley agreed, grateful for the chance to relax and get to know Trevor better.
As they sat at the bar, making small talk, Riley was surprised by how easy it was to talk to Trevor. He was funny and charming, with a quick wit that made Riley laugh. He felt comfortable around him, like they had known each other for years.
Trevor ordered a round of drinks, raising his glass to Riley. "To new experiences and good company," he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
Riley took a sip of his drink, feeling a warmth spread through his body. He couldn't help but stare at Trevor's muscular arms, imagining what it would be like to feel them around him.
Trevor noticed Riley's gaze and leaned in closer, whispering something dirty in his ear. Riley felt a jolt of electricity run through him, his body responding to Trevor's words in a way that he had never experienced before.
When they arrived at Trevor's apartment, Riley felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. He sat down on the couch, taking a deep breath to steady his nerves.
Trevor sat down next to him, his arm resting on the back of the couch. He looked at Riley, his eyes filled with desire. "Are you ready for this?" he asked, his voice low and seductive.
Riley nodded, feeling a surge of courage. He was ready, ready to take the next step with Trevor.
As they explored each other's bodies, Riley felt a sense of relief wash over him. The pain was nothing like he had imagined, and Trevor was gentle and patient, taking his time to make sure that Riley was comfortable.
In that moment, Riley knew that he had nothing to be afraid of. He was strong and capable, and he was ready to take on whatever came next.
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