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May 2009

Soon after he moved in with Drew, Emmett began a ritual of leaving Post-It notes around the house for Drew to find. He would stick them on the bathroom mirror, on the refrigerator door, or somewhere else that Drew would certainly see almost on a daily basis. The notes would contain a short poem, a lyric from a love song, or a message telling Drew how much he loved him, how wonderful the previous night had been, or how gorgeous he was. Drew loved receiving the notes, but he didn't reciprocate by responding with his own notes. They both understood that Emmett was the more romantic one between them. Drew liked to show rather than tell Emmett how he felt about him, which he did very well.

That is why Emmett was surprised to find a Post-It note with Drew's handwriting stuck to the top of the coffeemaker a few days before their first anniversary. The traditional one-year anniversary gift is paper, and Emmett figured that a rare hand-written love note from his beau sufficed.

He pulled the Post-It off of the coffeemaker and read it.

I love you more than words could ever say. I want to know how it feels to have the person that I love make love to me.

Emmett read the note a few more times, his mouth hanging open in surprise. He and Drew "made love" every night, although Emmett would never dare call it that out loud. They had been doing it raw since their six-month anniversary after each of them had received two HIV-negative test results. Drew had become a little more adventurous in bed over the past year at Emmett's urging, but he always topped. Emmett didn't mind that one bit, since it was no secret that he loved bottoming and would often beg for his very well-endowed partner to fuck him. He had no idea that Drew was even curious about bottoming or had ever considered letting Emmett top.

Drew had left earlier that morning to go the gym and later to the hospice house, so Emmett was all alone to queen out.

"Oh my God... Holy shit... Oh my God..." he chanted as he ran back upstairs to the bedroom to grab his cell phone from the nightstand. His first instinct was to call his good friend Justin, who knew a thing or two about topping a top.

The blond picked up on the third ring, sounding groggy. "Hello?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Baby, did I wake you up?" Emmett asked, glancing at his alarm clock and seeing that it was shortly after 7 AM.

Justin giggled. "Brian, stop. No, we were already awake."

Emmett couldn't help but imagine what Justin and Brian could have been doing before he called. "Am I interrupting something?"

"Who died?" he heard Brian ask in the background.

"No one... at least I don't think anyone died. Is someone dead, Em?"

"Nobody died," Emmett confirmed. "Listen, you can call me back later if..."

"No, it's fine. Brian's about to get in the shower."

"You owe me a blowjob, Sunshine!" Emmett heard Brian yell, his voice farther away.

Justin giggled again. "Yeah, yeah... What's up, Em?"

He told Justin about the note he found.

"Ooh, that's hot," was the blond's reply.

"Thank you, Paris Hilton," Emmett snarled. "What the fuck am I supposed to do? I haven't topped anyone in years. Shit, I don't even know if I was ever any good at it, the few times I've actually done it. I don't know if Drew has ever been fucked before... I really doubt it. What if I'm a terrible top? What if I hurt him and he never wants to have sex with me ever again? What if he decides that he wants to go back to women? What if...?"

"Emmett, relax," Justin ordered. "Brian needs to be at the office at eight, but I was planning to go out to Britin to do some painting. Are you free to meet me out there sometime today?"

Emmett had back-to-back client meetings that morning, but he was able to drive out to Britin later around lunch time. He bought some sandwiches and pasta salad from their favorite deli, and he and Justin sat down at the breakfast nook to eat and chat.

"You know, as many dicks as I've taken up my ass over the years, you'd think I wouldn't be afraid of putting my dick up someone else's ass," Emmett said.

Justin nearly choked on his sandwich. "There's nothing to be afraid of. It's harder to bottom than it is to top."

"See, I don't agree with that. I like to just be able to let him take care of me, not that I just lay there like a dead fish or anything. Even when it was good in the past, I never enjoyed topping as much as I do bottoming. Drew is such a beast in the sack that I can hardly imagine him with his ass in the air, asking me to stick him."

"Well Em, it seems like Drew wants you to take care of him this time," Justin reasoned. "He loves you and he trusts you."

"That's what I'm afraid of , I don't want to disappoint him. I'd hate for him to be sorry that he asked me to do this. I don't want to hurt him, especially if it will be his first time."

"It's going to hurt, no matter how gentle you are," Justin said, remembering how he had screamed the first time he and Brian fucked. "The pain is part of it, you know that."

Emmett bit his bottom lip. "But Justin, Baby, umm... Well, did you ever see, umm..."

Justin stared at him, confused, waiting for him to continue. "What, Em? What are you trying to say?"

"Uh, well... Okay, did you ever see me on Teddy's website?"

Suddenly Justin realized what Emmett was so concerned about. He indeed saw him on the website once. He had been browsing for porn on Brian's computer one day and logged into jerkatwork.net under Brian's account, not realizing that Emmett was the current attraction. He only watched for a minute, feeling weird that he was watching his friend jerk off, but he couldn't help but notice that Emmett was, well, absolutely humongous. He almost made Brian's legendary cock look average.

"Oh... yeah," Justin said, blushing and unable to look Emmett in the eye.

"It's not a big deal, a lot of people saw me. At least now you understand part of why I'm so worried." 

"What a terrible problem to have... ‘Oh, my cock is too big.' We should all be so lucky," Justin mocked.

Emmett smiled before commenting, "You know, you've got quite a bit to brag about yourself."

Justin's eyes nearly popped out of his head. "How do you know that?"

"Back before you tamed the Stud of Liberty Avenue, you developed quite the reputation. Us queens aren't exactly known for being discreet, and your name used to be mentioned often when gossiping about the biggest and best tops in town. More than one tear was shed when it became known that you and Brian decided to be monogamous, and not just over Brian being off the market. I've caught a few of your live shows in the backroom, too. If we hadn't been such good friends..."

Justin covered his beet-red face with his hands. "Oh, God."

"You have nothing to be embarrassed about, Honey. You were taught by the best and you were blessed with a beautiful cock. I'll never forget this one night, after you had moved to New York and I ended up having to take Brian home from the club when he was too smashed to drive. Poor guy, he was so heart-sick over his Sunshine being gone. He kept talking about how much he missed having your huge cock in his ass and how great of a top you are. I have to admit, it shocked me at first - the Stud of Liberty Avenue admitting how much he loved to be fucked. As far as anyone knew, Brian Kinney never bottomed for anyone, especially not for an adorable little twink like you."

Emmett smiled at his friend, who he feared would never be able to stop blushing.

"But, back to my problem. What am I going to do about Drewsie and not disappointing him? I'm afraid of going too slow and being so careful that he won't enjoy it. Or of doing it wrong or too quickly and hurting him"

"Have you ever rimmed him?" Justin suddenly asked.

It was now Emmett's turn to blush. "No, I've never even thought to ask. I used to do it with past lovers, but..."

"Well, you can start there. There are some nights when Brian doesn't want to bottom, but all I have to do is eat his ass for a minute or two and he begs me to fuck him like a shameless whore. Sometimes I think he says no just so I'll rim him, the sneaky little bitch. It's so unbelievably hot... I've come more than once just from listening to him moan while I'm rimming him. He'd never admit it, but I think he likes getting fucked almost as much as I do."

Emmett felt himself leaking in his pants. "Jesus. How often do you top him?"

Justin shrugged. "Probably three, four times a week. It was a lot less frequent before I came back from New York and we stopped using condoms. Don't get me wrong, I love it when he fucks me, always have. There are some nights when all I want is his cock in my ass, but I'm definitely versatile. The second guy I was ever with let me fuck him, in the museum bathroom of all places, while my mother was looking at paintings.  

"Brian let me fuck him for the first time on my eighteenth birthday, and that was only after I had asked him about a million times. He had never bottomed before, and he didn't come out and say it, but I knew he was scared. I was so excited, I almost came before I was even halfway up his ass."

"So you're the only one who's ever topped Brian, ever? He didn't even bottom when he was younger?"

"Nope, never. Just for me," the blond proudly announced.

"Damn Baby, you really are something special, being the only man to ever get inside the Stud of Liberty Avenue," Emmett said, causing Justin's cheeks to pinken again.

"I do have another suggestion, Em: have you ever used toys on Drew at all?"

"No, I've never used anything on him, other than a cock ring and handcuffs. Hell, I've never even fingered him while giving him head or during foreplay."

"You need to get him used to being filled a few times before you actually fuck him. I'm not trying to be crass here, but I don't think starting him out with a cock as girthy as a fucking beer can is the best way to introduce him to anal," Justin told the tall queen with a smile.

Emmett laughed. "Yeah, you're probably right. It's bad enough that he had to learn how to give head on my cock, poor thing. I'm the only man he's ever blown."

Their conversation was interrupted when Emmett received a Google Hangouts message from Drew on his phone.

Hello handsome. Did you see my note? <3

Emmett smiled as he typed his reply: Hello gorgeous. Yes I did. I think we need to practice before the big game :D

Drew messaged back a few moments later: I agree. When are you going to be home?

Emmett replied: One hour. I want you showered, shaved, and naked.

"I have to go, my man beckons," Emmett said as he stood up to give Justin a hug. "Thank you so much for your help, Sweetie."

"Anytime. Good luck and have fun, Stud," Justin said with a swat on Emmett's ass.

Emmett stopped by a sex shop on his way home, spending some time browsing through the vast selection of dildos and butt plugs. He was happy to find what was called an anal starter kit, which contained three differently-sized plugs. He also chose a slim dildo and a small vibrating plug for fun.

He and Drew spent the next few days practicing before leaving on a weekend trip to the Poconos. Emmett had booked a gay-friendly Bed and Breakfast in the mountains, his anniversary gift. The weather couldn't have been more perfect, but they didn't plan to spend very much time outside.

Checking in at the B&B was pretty painless until the bellboy started making eyes at Drew while showing them to their room. Drew was doing his best to ignore the guy, but finally Emmett stepped between them as they entered their room.

He glared at the pest, practically growling, "We won't be needing anything else from you." He shoved a five dollar bill into his hand and slammed the door in his face.

Emmett had ordered champagne and strawberries to be delivered later, wanting to treat his lover to a romantic time. Drew had taken very well to the practice sessions, with Emmett being very careful and gentle with him. Emmett was determined to make this weekend something they would both remember fondly.

They looked around the room and decided that there wasn't much reason to stay dressed. After drawing the drapes, Drew started to do a slow strip tease for Emmett, wanting to show him how much he was looking forward to this. Emmett sat down on the bed, smiling at his lover as he enjoyed the show. When Drew was finished, he stood there with a shy smile on his face.

"I feel like a virgin again," the brawny ex-football star confessed.

Emmett stood up and began to undress. "Well, you are, sort of... I mean, I'm assuming-"

"Of course, Em. You're the first," Drew confirmed.

Emmett smiled, now completely naked. They turned the bedcovers down, and Drew climbed onto the bed while Emmett pulled a small travel bag out of his suitcase. He got in bed and placed the bag between them, which contained a big bottle of lube and the new toys that Emmett had bought for Drew.

Emmett unzipped the bag and started rooting around, coming up with the slim dildo. Drew pulled it out of his hand and put it back in the bag.

"I just want you," he said to his lover before kissing him.

Rolling Drew onto his back, Emmett deepened the kiss, thoroughly exploring Drew's mouth with his tongue. Emmett instinctively wrapped his hand around Drew's hard cock before remembering that his wasn't the one they were going to be using this time. He moved his hand up and started playing with Drew's nipples, pinching them and then running his finger over the hard nubs. He followed his hands with his tongue, licking and nipping his way down Drew's chest.

Now at Drew's bellybutton, he licked and nipped at it, having found out when they were playing around before that it drove his man crazy. When Drew started raising his hips up, Emmett backed off.

"Turn over, Hot Stuff," he said in a raspy tone.

Drew moaned, knowing what was coming next. When Emmett had rimmed him a few days before for the first time, he had enjoyed it so much that he came twice without having his cock touched at all. Drew moved up to the top left corner of the bed, since they were both tall and he didn't want Emmett to be hanging off the edge of the mattress. Emmett climbed between Drew's legs and ran his hands over the tanned, muscular ass of the man he loved. He parted the cheeks and licked a path from behind his balls all the way to his tailbone. Drew moaned again and pulled his knees up, wanting more.

Emmett compiled and used all his expertise to relax his lover, stabbing his stiffened tongue in as far as it would go. Drew was moaning very loudly and Emmett hoped the room was sound-proofed. He also hoped that he wouldn't come like a teenager before the main event had even begun.

"Alright, practice is over, Boyd. It's time for the championship game," Emmett said as he sat back on his haunches. "Turn over, I want to see your face when I'm inside you."

Once Drew was on his back, Emmett took the lube out of the bag, warming some on his right hand. He thought about how he liked to be prepared and started slowly, using one and then two fingers. Drew seemed very relaxed, so Emmett added two more fingers and continued to stretch his lover for a few minutes, knowing that he needed to be well-prepared to take him comfortably.

When Drew seemed as ready as he could be, Emmett coated his cock with lube, his hands shaking. He placed the head of his cock at Drew's entrance.

"Are you ready?" he asked his man, who was looking back at him with pure trust in his eyes. If he was nervous, his face didn't show it.

Drew nodded. "Make love to me, Em."

Emmett inhaled sharply, telling himself not to cry. He slowly pushed into his lover, not wanting to cause him any pain, pausing every few seconds to be sure Drew was comfortable. Drew kept his breathing slow and steady, his eyes locked on Emmett's the entire time. Once he was fully imbedded in his lover, Emmett paused again to let him adjust. Drew smiled and raised his hips, silently telling Emmett to move.

Emmett pulled back slowly and pushed back in, causing Drew to make the most incredible noises Emmett had ever heard. They were soon making love as if they had been doing it like that forever, both men moaning and loving the feeling of being joined this way.

"I love you, Baby," Emmett said between breaths.

Drew answered by pulling Emmett's head down and kissing him furiously.

The pleasure soon became too much for both of them. Drew dug his nails into Emmett's back as he came, Emmett following him a moment later.

"I think I may need you to do that again, that was amazing," Drew said when his breathing returned to normal, Emmett still buried inside of him.

Emmett smiled, glowing at the praise and happy that he could make his lover feel as good as he made him feel. "I didn't hurt you?"

Drew shook his head. "It burns a little, but I like it. I should have asked you to fuck me a long time ago. I was almost afraid that you wouldn't fit."

"We fit together like a lock and a key," Emmett said.

"You're the only one with the key to my castle," Drew confirmed with a smile. "Now, fuck me again."

 

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