A Boy and his Dragon

It pretty much was. Jiro got into the kisses easily. He was a teen. It wasn't hard for that to happen. Body responses and sensations were predictable. He still found them interesting and enjoyed it. Kissing, it turned out, was pretty fun.

Tan liked it too, it was just as obvious for him as it was for Jiro. He wondered if that mean they should stop or not? Maybe.

Jiro didn't care about trying to figure out what was too far too soon. That was all just opinions and society. He liked it so he was going to continue as long as Tan was happy.

Tan stopped caring, he was pretty turned on just from kissing. Even though it had been somewhat sweet and all. It wasn't lasting that way though, as he kissed Jiro harder, more passionately and touched on him in places that were asking for attention and poking him.

Passion rose and Jiro went along with it. He left Tan in control for the boy was older and knew how this worked and how it was meant to go. He didn't. But muscle memory perhaps did for his movements weren't awkward and completely noobish. Clothes were removed and more kisses and touches happened. He'd never researched how it worked but again a part of him knew how it was that two boys could be intimate.

Tan was only a little awkward, he was far too excited to concentrate on being nervous. While Jiro hadn't researched, he had. Obviously as he knew and he also knew that it worked similar to girls and you couldn't just slip in there, it required effort and work before you could.

Effort would be made and Jiro would just go along with it. He'd only respond negatively if something caused him pain but he'd quick to correct it.

So that was a thing. It happened. It likely didn't last for too long because teen boys having their first experience. Well, not so much for Jiro. Maybe that's why Tan had been nervous. Jiro had once been old. After, Tan just sort of lay there breathing, but he kept Jiro close to him.

Jiro still has no mental expectations but his body was better at handling things. He lay there was well, just breathing and feeling epically lazy. But he was happy. If he was himself fully he might have purred.

"So...." Tan said with a husky chuckle, "I think I get what the fuss is about." He definitely bad liked that. He wanted to do it again, again and again.

Jiro chuckled. "Yeah. I can see why people make such a big deal about it." He definitely liked it. And it was only going to get better the more they did it. So that was nice.

"I'm not sure if how you said that was good or not," Tan laughed, oh gods. He hoped he wasn't terrible. "I didn't suck, did I? I don't mean your dick, since that definitely didn't happen this time."

"You didn't suck," Jiro said. "Why would you think that?" He was confused. "I liked it. Obviously," he added as he looked down at the mess he'd made. That they'd both made. His body had made his reaction kind of obvious.

"Dunno, I'm a weirdo, I realise you think it's obvious. But..." Tan just shrugged, he didn't know how to explain it. But guys tended to just play and it wasnt always satisfying but it was always messy.

"Is there something here that I'm not getting?" Jiro asked. He wondered what it was. "You worry about things a lot." It was just something he'd noticed. He didn't say it in a bad way though.

"Yeah, probably. It doesn't matter. Should we shower?" Tan said, everything was starting to dry and it was sticky and weird. He didn't know how he felt abou that.

"Yes," Jiro said quickly. He hopped up. He wanted a shower. Things were drying and he was too uncomfortable to remain there. Oh. No. Now it was going to drop. He squeaked and ran into the bathroom.

Tan cracked up, he couldn't help it. That was too funny. He got up and walked out to the bathroom, it was easy to find. He just had to follow a trail. "Should I mop when we are done?" He asked with a Cheshire cat grin.

Jiro made an unhappy sound and threw a towel at Tan. He turned on the shower and went inside. The water was cold at first. But then it warmed. Be didn't care. He just wanted to get that area of his body cleaned. And his legs. Because ewww.

"Is that a no?" Tan said, he floated into the shower with Jiro. But he waited for it to be warm. "Shall I help, or would that be too weird? I mean, it's partly my fault. So I feel like I should." He was suddenly worried he'd hurt him and it would be difficult for him to sit down, etc.

"I can bathe just fine. Unless you really want to," Jiro said. At 14 he didn't understand intimacy fully. But he would get it eventually. Just not right that second. "And we should clean the floor..."

"I'll clean you, and the floor. Because I made the mess." Tan said, he knew that Jiro didn't get it. Maybe he would when it happened. Or something. He took the liquid soap and started to lather up Jiro in a terribly sweet way.

Even if Jiro was wealthy, he had never had anyone bathe him before. It felt nice. He watched what Tan was doing in a curious way. Parts of his body would soon be sore. But the massage he got from being washed helped.

Tan had cooked dinner for his family. He was so excited to get to see them, he thought it would be good for his dad as well. He'd be able to see Jiro and his son. Everything was ready, including smoked fish for Jiro. Potato salads, and other meats in case his dad didn't feel like fish. "They'll be here any minute." He said to Jiro with a massive happy grin. "Are you excited to meet them?"

"Nervous," Jiro answered. He was sitting on the counter again, out of the way, to watch what Tan was making. "You said that they were protective..." So he wanted to make a good impression. He usually didn't as he was awkward and quiet.