Sean tried his best to clean himself as he tried to get dressed.
"Man, for your first time you took to it like Mozart with a piano."
"Well," Devon said meekly, "You might be my first bf, but 'cha ain't my first."
"I-I'm not?!" Sean felt rather indignant. He had hoped to have claimed Devon's virginity, but it seems someone beat him to the punch.
"Yeah...my first was with my school's top swimmah."
"You mean that guy with the bird's nest?"
"Yeah. Y'know, for someone as huge a punk as him you'd think he was a full top. But nah, he's a full fuckin' bottom. Likes gettin' it rough."
Sean huffed, feeling rather jealous of the swimmer.
"So I take it he never popped your cherry, right?"
"Nah. I've yet to—" He stopped mid sentence when he saw a rather dirty look on Sean's face, "Oh brotha..."