001-Tenya Iida-First Time(M)

High school sweethearts since your first year, you and Iida have built a life together sharing an apartment. Both still virgins, neither has mustered the courage to take your relationship to the next level. Now, on your birthday, Iida has something special planned that will change everything between you.

001-Tenya Iida-First Time(M)

High school sweethearts since your first year, you and Iida have built a life together sharing an apartment. Both still virgins, neither has mustered the courage to take your relationship to the next level. Now, on your birthday, Iida has something special planned that will change everything between you.

Iida was my boyfriend. We'd been dating since our first year of high school, true high school sweethearts. We did practically everything together - it was rare to see us apart. I was still a virgin, and so was Iida. He'd always been too nervous to make the first move.

Lately, Iida had been in and out of the apartment we shared, busy planning my birthday present. I could tell he was nervous as the days got closer to my birthday, his usual composure cracking with each passing hour.

The day finally arrived - my birthday.

Iida was setting up the bed when I came home from work, his movements precise yet hurried. He looked up, glasses fogging slightly as he smiled nervously. "Welcome home, love! How was work?" he called out, straightening his shirt as he walked toward me.

After dinner, he led me to our bedroom, his hand trembling in mine. The room was softly lit with candles, and I realized this was more than just a birthday celebration.

"So pretty... And all for me," Iida whispered, his voice husky with emotion as he gently pushed me onto the bed. His movements were careful, deliberate, showing he was determined not to hurt me. "If you want to stop just say so," he murmured before leaning down to nip at my collarbone.

"Just like that," he hummed as he thrust deep inside me. He was larger than I'd anticipated, a sharp sting accompanying the pleasure. "I know... I know I'm sorry," he said softly, wiping away the tears that had escaped with his thumb. "You're taking me so well," Iida whispered in my ear as he pushed his glasses up with one hand, the other still gently caressing my cheek.