Johnny - The first time
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I sighed, and looked out the window. Another relationship ruined. All because of three stupid things. Me, myself and I. For some reason, everytime the subject came up, I always found a way out of the awkward subject. And what kind of subject is that you may ask.
A 21 year old who is still a virgin. How often do you hear about them? Apparently none of my previous boyfriends had, and when I told them that I wanted to wait for the right time, they either said it was stupid, or that they didn’t want to wait for me to become ready.
And I just made that mistake again, to date an asshole, who only saw me as something to fuck and not love. And it wasn’t even like I was begging or expecting for him to love me all day everyday, but a girl needs someone to hold her and make her feel loved once in a while. And apparently none of the boyfriends that I have, had done that.
Right now there were only one guy still in my life. Johnny. My childhood best friend. The only person who could make laugh so hard I almost peed myself, and make me so mad I wanted to knock him out at the same time. And no, it wasn’t like I loved him, or even liked him like ‘that’, we were just really close. So close, that sometimes people mistakes us for a couple.
A knock on my window, made me wake up from my thoughts. I furrowed my eyebrows, and went over to check what it was. I looked out the window, and found two eyes staring right back at me. “Johnny?” I mumbled confused, even though I wasn’t even surprised that he was here.
Johnny lived in the apartment building right next to me, with some of his friends from school. “Surprised to see me?” he asked with a grin hanging from his lips. I shook my head and laughed slightly. “Not really” I said, and threw my legs out of the window, for them to rest there. Johnny sighed. It was almost like he knew what had happened, since he came at the right time.
“Weren’t you supposed to have a guy over tonight?” He asked without much emotions in his voice. I nodded. “ Yeah..” I mumbled, even though I knew he heard me. “I was.” I looked over at him, and saw he was resting his head on his hand. He looked me with an expression mixed with pity and anger. “And did he just run off like the others already have?” he asked me, with harsh but soothing voice. I looked at him, my eyes starting to tear up. He looked at me and immediately knew the answer.
“Fucking asshole” Johnny said, while gritting his teeth. I looked at him, with tired and angry eyes. “It doesn’t even matter” I said sniffling and drying my eyes, angrily. “Don’t worry Y/N, it will happen soon-“ he said, but I cut him off. “Oh my god Johnny just shut up.” I said annoyed and looked away from him. “You don’t understand, and you never will. You can have every girl on this entire planet if you wanted, but why does everyone keep running away from me?” I asked and couldn’t help the tears falling from my eyes. It wasn’t a lie. Johnny was extremely popular with girls, I knew for a fact that Johnny had slept with more than a couple of girls. He wasn’t a fuckboy, no, Johnny was way too much of a gentleman to just fuck girls left and right. He just had a very hard time saying no to girls (especially sex), and because of that, he sometimes ended up being screwed over too.
“Y/N please don’t cry. All the guys you have dated are just assholes, who can’t see how amazing you actually are” he said truthfully. But he just couldn’t see my problem. I let out a frustrated sigh, and wiped my tears. “Don’t you see it Johnny. Even though you say that It’s never going to happen. I’m never going to meet a guy who I’m so comfortable with, that I can give him my virginity” I said, as my tears kept falling. Johnny looked like he was thinking about something and then looked at me. “How ‘comfortable’ do you need to be with guy, before you can have sex with him?” he asked me, looking me in the eyes, with a generally concerned and curious look. I looked at him and thought about it for some time. I didn’t actually know the answer, I mean, how do you define being comfortable with someone?
I looked at Johnny again and shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t know. As long as he makes me feel loved and important, then I don’t really think I have a problem” I said truthfully. He looked at me and smiled sweetly, looking pleased with my answer. A long comfortable silence passed, and Johnny said something again.
“Can I come over?” he said, already getting up. I just nodded, knowing that if I would have said no, he would still be coming over. Not long after, I heard someone knocking on my door. Quickly I ran down and opened it, to see Johnny in his pyjamas. He stood towering over me, before giving me a hug. It felt good to be held by someone. I quickly hugged him back. We stood there for a minute, before Johnny asked me if I wanted to go to my bedroom. I nodded, and went into my room with him.
I closed the door behind me, and looked at Johnny who was sitting on my bed observing it. I looked at him confused. “What? Is there something unusual on my bed?” I asked, before jumping down on it. He laughed to himself. “No. I was just checking if you lied. But these seems to be made nicely and clean” He said smiling. I threw a pillow at him, but it just made him laugh harder. “You’re such a pervert” a said laying down, with my head resting against a pillow. Johnny looked at me for at second, before laying down next to me.
It wasn’t weird for me and Johnny to be laying down or cuddling on my bed. In fact it would be weird if we didn’t. I noticed the way Johnny looked at me. It wasn’t the usual he gave me, but a new one. He kind of looked in love. You know that look people give each other when there’re in love? Yeah, he was definitely giving me that look right now. I looked back at him, and kept looking at me like that, but he was… blushing?
I looked at him weirdly. “What?” I asked, actually curious about why he was blushing. He just shook his head. “I just imagined something that I shouldn’t have” he said. Now it was my time to blush. Oh my god. What was happening? This wasn’t what me and Johnny was supposed to do. We were supposed to be teasing each other, and calling each other names. This feeling was way to… intense.
But I didn’t stop here. And I’m glad I didn’t. For some reason I really wanted to know what he was talking about. “What did you imagine?” I asked and laid my head on his shoulder. Right when I did that his body tensed up. “Unusual” I thought, but didn’t say anything. He blushed harder. “N-nothing its j-just… no, nevermind” he said while looking away. That just made annoyed. “Since when did you become a softie?” I asked, wrapping my legs around his hips, while cuddling closer to him. “Don’t worry Johnny. Just tell me-“ “How would you feel about having sex with me?” he cut me off, while looking at the ceiling, almost in shame.
A sudden feeling of butterflies erupted in my stomach. I looked at him in doubt, if he was actually serious. But he showed no signs that he was joking. I considered it a bit. Was this the right thing to do? I mean I felt comfortable with Johnny so it probably wouldn’t be that bad of an idea.
I looked at him. “Okay” I said, slowly, and a look of confusion hit his face. “Wait, are you serious?” He asked making me feel stupid for even answering yes. He noticed immediately that he had hurt me, and quickly apologized. “No no, I meant it’s just… Are you sure?” He asked with worry in his voice.
“Better to lose it now than ever. So yes” I said, and looked at Johnny. He smiled at me, and when he noticed that I wasn’t going to make the first move, he slowly positioned himself over me, and went down to kiss my lips. He started to move his lips slowly against mine, almost afraid to break me. One of his hands were next to my head, and the other on my hip. I felt face and secure in his arms. The kiss started to get a bit more intense, and Johnny began kissing down my neck before taking his shirt off. My hands flew down to his torso and felt his muscles, while he was kissing down my neck again.
It started to get hotter, and soon enough Johnny’s hands were feeling up under my shirt on my stomach, anywhere but my boobs. He was afraid to touch me and make me uncomfortable. So I sat up, and pulled my shirt over my head, exposing my almost bare upper body. His eyes went wide, and I could see the tent forming in his pants. I flung my arms around him and put my mouth to his ear. “It’s okay Johnny, you can touch me” I said while guiding his hands up to my chest. He looked surprised, but didn’t hesitate to touch me, where I wanted him the most. I let out a small moan, which apparently turned him on so much, that I could feel his bulge on my inner thigh.
One by one our clothes were slowly discarded, and we were left nothing our underwear. “Are you sure about this? I mean, it’s not too late to back out now” he said, but I told him that I was 100% sure about this. He kissed me down my stomach, all the way down to my panties, and slowly pulled them down my legs. I was soaking. I could feel the way that Johnny also noticed it, and he just smiled. “You look beautiful” he said While discarding his boxers, and laying down above me.
I smiled at him, and my arms flew behind my back, unclasping my bra. I was now completely naked under my lifetime long best friend, and was about get my virginity taken away by him. For some reason, it didn’t feel weird at all. I was actually happy that this was going to happen, with him and not some random boy, who didn’t love me.
Johnny had put condom on and was lining up at my entrance. He looked me in the eye. “Are you sure about this” he asked, and looked at me. I nodded and said ‘Yes’, while looking him in the eye as well. He started to slowly push in, and boi it felt like I was being ripped open. Tears stung in my eyes, and I could tell that Johnny had a hard time keeping still. He pushed himself fully into me, and tears fell from my eyes. Johnny bend down to kiss them away, and mumbled a ton of “I’m sorry, oh my god I’m so sorry”. We stood still for a couple of seconds, before I told him to move. He began slowly pushing in and out of me, hiding his face in the crook of my neck. I bit down on his shoulder, the pain becoming a bit more bearable, but it’s stinging and stretching was still there. I let out a bunch of painful moans.
I knew it was hard for Johnny to stop since I knew he was close, but the sound of my horrible moans, made him feel like the worst person in the whole entire world. Not long after he came, and fell on top of me. We were both breathing hard, and trying to catch our breaths.
“I’m so sorry” Johnny said, looking at me. “Johnny it’s not your fault that it hurt” I said brushing his hair out of his forehead. “I know, but.. I didn’t make you cum” he said, his voice full with shame. I smiled at him. “Johnny it’s not the end of the world at least I-“ he cut me off by kissing down the middle of my chest, down my stomach and then moving onto my thighs. I moaned out in pleasure. “Johnny you don’t have to do this” I said, letting out small moan.
“I know but I want to” he said, and began to kiss me where I needed him the most. I let out a moan again, and wrapped my hands his hair. He began to lick long strokes up and down my womanhood. The pleasure was so amazing that Johnny had to hold my hips down so I didn’t move. Johnny didn’t go easy on me. He saw how much I was enjoying it and, when he heard my moans, there was nothing to hold him back, from giving me the most amazing orgasm of my life. I felt it coming and almost screamed out loud when I came. Johnny licked me clean, and kissed my lips again.
“Thank you” I said smiling and kissing his smiling lips, not knowing what this did to our relationship, but all I know is that I will be happy with all of it.
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