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He reaches his clean, dry, hand up and caresses her face gently before he kisses her chin softly. “O-okay…” Jack says as firmly as he can but there’s still that stammer. He’s never done this. He’s never gotten this far with a woman in his life. Katelynn has been his first everything, his first kiss, hand hold, embrace, touch, she hasn’t even touched him down there but that hardly matters. What he’s about to do… what they’re about to do…
Jack runs the hand down her front, rubbing over one of her breasts before he reaches down at himself. But he stops.
Protection.
If it was one thing he knew, when it came to making love, protection was important. He didn’t want to get Katelynn pregnant their first time together… oh god. What does he do? What can he do? His mind screams at him for not preparing for this but then he remembers. His cousin Mark had sent him a gag gift at Christmas. A card. Inside the card… condoms. Three of them.
’Heard you got yourself a little girlfriend! Go forth and sexify!’ it had said. Jack had gone purple, spluttered, and almost thrown them out. And yet a part of him hoped that… one day… Katelynn would be ready. That he’d be ready. He had broken one off of the three and slipped it into his wallet. His wallet. Oh thank God.
Jack reaches back into his pocket to find his wallet and finds what he’s after, discarding his wallet to the side. “Uh I just… I’m going to… be putting this… this on.” he mumbled as he pulls his hands from her, and unbuttons his jeans. The cool air on his hot skin makes him hiss as he pushes the jeans down, adn again when his black y-fronts are pushed down.
He doesn’t know if she’s looking at him, or watching, but if he dare look at her he may loose his nerve. His erection is painfully obvious now, the light dusting of pubic hair at the base, the swollen flesh purple from excitement and anticipation, and the head was still sticky from his pre-cum. Jack fiddles with the condom in his hands, one slick from Katelyn’s body, but he finally opens it. Naturally there’s only one way for it to go on and he has to groan.
The color is blue. But he reaches down, grasping himself with a heavy shudder as he begins to work the plastic cover onto his sex.