A first among many - Blowjob. [1/3]
Series: A first among many.
Title: Blowjob. [1/3]
Author:
littlepluto.
Pairing: Matt/Brian.
Rating: R.
POV: Brian's.
Summary: Leaning close to my ear he told me to hump him like a dog.
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue. Simple.
Author Notes: Started out as a standalone but with encouragement it will be a short series. ** Public for 7 days.
Beta: Thank you,winginblood.
Warnings: The usual; sexual acts and swearing.
I can’t remember what day of the week it was or the exact date; we don’t really celebrate our anniversary date, just the month - September.
We were watching baseball on the TV and had started our second bottle of 40s. We weren’t drunk but, by the end of the night, we wanted to be.
I can’t remember who started it and I don’t really give a shit who did. All I remember is feeling Matt’s lips pressed hesitantly against mine, although it wasn’t really a kiss more of a brush of lips. I pulled back to stare at him, so confused at what had just happened, but I didn’t have time to think about it because once more we were joined by the lips.
I remember curling my hand around his neck, forcing him to stay. I don’t know what had changed but I didn’t want to stop. It was messy and inexperienced on my part; I hadn’t kissed a man before. He kissed me like he’d been doing this his whole life and his fingers lifted up my t-shirt so he could stroke and tease my stomach. It was hot.
I wanted more so I pushed myself against him and fuck, when he ground his knee into my crotch I was so hard and desperate. I forgot that this was my first time with a man and told him to touch me.
He laughed against my lips and hastily unbuckled my belt and unfastened my trousers. I would have helped but I was too busy grinding against his leg and sucking his neck. He finally pushed me and shoved me back so I was the one laid out on the sofa, then he pulled off my jeans and climbed above me.
I was scared and excited but I didn’t tell him, just grinned sheepishly and told him once more to touch me and, by God, he did.
He removed my t-shirt, quickly throwing it over the back of the sofa, then kissed my chest before he bit and toyed with my nipples. My nipples had always been sensitive and he must have soon figured that out because by the time he was done kissing and torturing them, I was panting and practically humping against him.
Matt made his way down my stomach kissing as he went. I held his shoulders, trying to push him further down to my cock that was demanding attention. Instead the fucker started to tease me by licking and kissing my thighs, sucking marks on my hips and scraping his teeth close to the base of my cock.
I was about to tell him to hurry the fuck up when his tongue finally touched my cock. I couldn’t help the curse words that left my mouth, my fingers tightening on his shoulders as he licked the head and teased it with his tongue. I thought I was a goner.
He took the head of my cock into his mouth and suckled on it like a dummy. Holy shit, it felt good! I have no idea what he did with his tongue but it had me calling out for more. He kissed down my shaft, his hair tickling my sensitive thighs and then nuzzled against the base, using his teeth to pull at my hairs and cause me a slight bit of pain which morphed into pleasure as his fingers played with my balls.
He licked his way back up after countless minutes playing with the base and my balls and took my cock back into his mouth, curling his fingers around my shaft as he began to bob his head. It was quite possibly the best blowjob I had been given at that time.
Matt pulled off after turning me into a sweaty mess and kissed his way back up to my lips, the kiss was different to his actions; it was slow and sloppy. He kissed my cheek and the spot below my ear and whispered to me. “My turn.”
I tensed and he must have sensed this because he ran his fingers up and down my sides while rolling his hips against my bare skin. I thought, fuck it. I hadn’t let a man blow me only to chicken out when he wanted it to be returned. With a shaky sigh I nodded and pulled me with him as we went back to our original position.
I’m not ashamed to say that I stalled. Hey, I was fucking nervous and I was about to suck a man’s cock. I pulled off his t-shirt first and decided that the best way to do this without looking like an idiot would be to copy him, so I mimicked his actions. What I never realized then was that I would come to love teasing him.
I’ve always had a thing for his neck. It wasn’t thin, thick or fat. It was perfect. I used to watch him drink sometimes and imagine sucking on his Adam’s apple. It made me giddy like a school kid when I finally caught on that I could.
I kissed his jaw and then along to his ears. I paused, not wanting to do something he didn’t like, but when he grabbed my hips tightly and bared more of his neck, I continued. I nipped at his Adam’s apple, feeling like a king when he moaned. I sucked on it, feeling it bob against my mouth as he swallowed. Damn, that was hot.
I sucked marks onto his neck, not giving a shit if they could be seen by anyone. I kissed his muscled shoulders and buried my head against his tattooed chest. I stared at his nipples, unsure if I would like it or not. He raised his head and said if I didn’t want to do anymore then we could stop. Like fuck, I wanted it to stop.
Going for it, I put my mouth over one nipple and ran my tongue over the bud. It didn’t really have a taste but I enjoyed feeling the little bumps around it. I saw this porno once where the guy bit the nipple and I wanted to see if Matt would let me, so carefully I scraped my teeth over it. When he hissed, but didn’t tell me to stop, I clamped my teeth around it and nipped him.
He cried out and arched his back, I bet he looked gorgeous like that. I was repeating what I did on the other nipple when he got impatient and basically told me to stop fucking stalling and suck him. I have seen him angry and frustrated before but this time I found it incredibly hot and laughed against his stomach, kissing his deathbat tattoo before sitting back on my heels.
Matt opened his eyes and found me staring at him, my fingers idly playing with his raised knees. He smiled and squeezed me with his knees before spreading them wider, letting one foot drop to the floor and so leaving him fully exposed.
I stared at his cock. It was thick and cut. I wrapped my fingers around him and stroked him lazily, just wanting to feel some other man’s cock in my hand. My forefinger and thumb barely touched and I seriously doubted that I could take that in my mouth.
He didn’t say anything just watched me while I looked at him. I smiled and thought ‘fuck it’, then leaned down and tasted the pre-cum coming from the slit of his cock. It was bitter and I tried not grimace. He must have seen it because he promised not to cum in my mouth. I nodded and went back to licking and sucking the tip, like he had done to me.
I remember somebody telling me once that if you were ever unsure on what to do; you should do what one liked to have done to oneself.
Feeling more confident I sucked, licked and kissed the head of his cock while I continued to stroke that couldn’t fit in my mouth. Using my other hand to keep him still, not ready to let him fuck my mouth. I squeezed my hand at the base and twisted as I went up. He hissed and told me to spit in my hand. I apologized and spat in my hand, kind of disgusting but I worked with what I had.
I went back to what I was doing, keeping up the same rhythm of my hand and mouth before deciding to take it up a notch. I took more of him into my mouth, using my hand as a safety barrier. I accidentally used my teeth a few times before finally getting the hang of it and using the tip of my tongue to tease him as blew him.
I pulled off with a grin and was rewarded with his flushed face smiling at me, he told me he was close so I sped up my hand movements and kissed his thighs and balls like he had done to me. I sucked a ball into my mouth and moved it around using my tongue to lick the skin, more out of curiosity than anything else, then did the same to the other making them nice and wet.
He leaned up on his elbows when I came back up and we met for a harsh kiss, then he let himself fall back and brought me with him, maneuvering a leg between mine, and shifted us onto our sides. He spat in his hand and reached between us to take both our cocks into his hand.
I wanted more kisses, demanded them, and he gave in until I broke the kiss and nuzzled my head into his neck. Leaning close to my ear he told me to hump him like a dog.
Fuck, if that was the hottest thing I’d heard. I curled my arm around his waist and cupped his ass as I humped back into his leg and into his hand. I was so close and got closer with every fucking dirty word he whispered into my ear.
My neck hurt from the way it was bent and squashed between his neck and the back of the sofa. I was hot and sweaty and so fucking turned on. I humped him faster when he responded to my finger dipping into the crack of his ass. He came as I pushed the tip of my finger into his ass.
He used his cum to lube up our cocks and while he continued to stroke himself down and me into orgasm, slamming his thigh upwards against my rhythm and demanding that I come. Not a minute later, I came.
He laughed breathlessly into my neck as he complained about cleaning the couch. Typical Matt. He pulled back and I lifted my neck, stretching the stiff muscles before meeting him for a lazy kiss.
We cleaned up and went back to watching the baseball with a new bottle in our hands - stark naked.
Title: Blowjob. [1/3]
Author:
littlepluto.Pairing: Matt/Brian.
Rating: R.
POV: Brian's.
Summary: Leaning close to my ear he told me to hump him like a dog.
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue. Simple.
Author Notes: Started out as a standalone but with encouragement it will be a short series. ** Public for 7 days.
Beta: Thank you,
winginblood.Warnings: The usual; sexual acts and swearing.
I can’t remember what day of the week it was or the exact date; we don’t really celebrate our anniversary date, just the month - September.
We were watching baseball on the TV and had started our second bottle of 40s. We weren’t drunk but, by the end of the night, we wanted to be.
I can’t remember who started it and I don’t really give a shit who did. All I remember is feeling Matt’s lips pressed hesitantly against mine, although it wasn’t really a kiss more of a brush of lips. I pulled back to stare at him, so confused at what had just happened, but I didn’t have time to think about it because once more we were joined by the lips.
I remember curling my hand around his neck, forcing him to stay. I don’t know what had changed but I didn’t want to stop. It was messy and inexperienced on my part; I hadn’t kissed a man before. He kissed me like he’d been doing this his whole life and his fingers lifted up my t-shirt so he could stroke and tease my stomach. It was hot.
I wanted more so I pushed myself against him and fuck, when he ground his knee into my crotch I was so hard and desperate. I forgot that this was my first time with a man and told him to touch me.
He laughed against my lips and hastily unbuckled my belt and unfastened my trousers. I would have helped but I was too busy grinding against his leg and sucking his neck. He finally pushed me and shoved me back so I was the one laid out on the sofa, then he pulled off my jeans and climbed above me.
I was scared and excited but I didn’t tell him, just grinned sheepishly and told him once more to touch me and, by God, he did.
He removed my t-shirt, quickly throwing it over the back of the sofa, then kissed my chest before he bit and toyed with my nipples. My nipples had always been sensitive and he must have soon figured that out because by the time he was done kissing and torturing them, I was panting and practically humping against him.
Matt made his way down my stomach kissing as he went. I held his shoulders, trying to push him further down to my cock that was demanding attention. Instead the fucker started to tease me by licking and kissing my thighs, sucking marks on my hips and scraping his teeth close to the base of my cock.
I was about to tell him to hurry the fuck up when his tongue finally touched my cock. I couldn’t help the curse words that left my mouth, my fingers tightening on his shoulders as he licked the head and teased it with his tongue. I thought I was a goner.
He took the head of my cock into his mouth and suckled on it like a dummy. Holy shit, it felt good! I have no idea what he did with his tongue but it had me calling out for more. He kissed down my shaft, his hair tickling my sensitive thighs and then nuzzled against the base, using his teeth to pull at my hairs and cause me a slight bit of pain which morphed into pleasure as his fingers played with my balls.
He licked his way back up after countless minutes playing with the base and my balls and took my cock back into his mouth, curling his fingers around my shaft as he began to bob his head. It was quite possibly the best blowjob I had been given at that time.
Matt pulled off after turning me into a sweaty mess and kissed his way back up to my lips, the kiss was different to his actions; it was slow and sloppy. He kissed my cheek and the spot below my ear and whispered to me. “My turn.”
I tensed and he must have sensed this because he ran his fingers up and down my sides while rolling his hips against my bare skin. I thought, fuck it. I hadn’t let a man blow me only to chicken out when he wanted it to be returned. With a shaky sigh I nodded and pulled me with him as we went back to our original position.
I’m not ashamed to say that I stalled. Hey, I was fucking nervous and I was about to suck a man’s cock. I pulled off his t-shirt first and decided that the best way to do this without looking like an idiot would be to copy him, so I mimicked his actions. What I never realized then was that I would come to love teasing him.
I’ve always had a thing for his neck. It wasn’t thin, thick or fat. It was perfect. I used to watch him drink sometimes and imagine sucking on his Adam’s apple. It made me giddy like a school kid when I finally caught on that I could.
I kissed his jaw and then along to his ears. I paused, not wanting to do something he didn’t like, but when he grabbed my hips tightly and bared more of his neck, I continued. I nipped at his Adam’s apple, feeling like a king when he moaned. I sucked on it, feeling it bob against my mouth as he swallowed. Damn, that was hot.
I sucked marks onto his neck, not giving a shit if they could be seen by anyone. I kissed his muscled shoulders and buried my head against his tattooed chest. I stared at his nipples, unsure if I would like it or not. He raised his head and said if I didn’t want to do anymore then we could stop. Like fuck, I wanted it to stop.
Going for it, I put my mouth over one nipple and ran my tongue over the bud. It didn’t really have a taste but I enjoyed feeling the little bumps around it. I saw this porno once where the guy bit the nipple and I wanted to see if Matt would let me, so carefully I scraped my teeth over it. When he hissed, but didn’t tell me to stop, I clamped my teeth around it and nipped him.
He cried out and arched his back, I bet he looked gorgeous like that. I was repeating what I did on the other nipple when he got impatient and basically told me to stop fucking stalling and suck him. I have seen him angry and frustrated before but this time I found it incredibly hot and laughed against his stomach, kissing his deathbat tattoo before sitting back on my heels.
Matt opened his eyes and found me staring at him, my fingers idly playing with his raised knees. He smiled and squeezed me with his knees before spreading them wider, letting one foot drop to the floor and so leaving him fully exposed.
I stared at his cock. It was thick and cut. I wrapped my fingers around him and stroked him lazily, just wanting to feel some other man’s cock in my hand. My forefinger and thumb barely touched and I seriously doubted that I could take that in my mouth.
He didn’t say anything just watched me while I looked at him. I smiled and thought ‘fuck it’, then leaned down and tasted the pre-cum coming from the slit of his cock. It was bitter and I tried not grimace. He must have seen it because he promised not to cum in my mouth. I nodded and went back to licking and sucking the tip, like he had done to me.
I remember somebody telling me once that if you were ever unsure on what to do; you should do what one liked to have done to oneself.
Feeling more confident I sucked, licked and kissed the head of his cock while I continued to stroke that couldn’t fit in my mouth. Using my other hand to keep him still, not ready to let him fuck my mouth. I squeezed my hand at the base and twisted as I went up. He hissed and told me to spit in my hand. I apologized and spat in my hand, kind of disgusting but I worked with what I had.
I went back to what I was doing, keeping up the same rhythm of my hand and mouth before deciding to take it up a notch. I took more of him into my mouth, using my hand as a safety barrier. I accidentally used my teeth a few times before finally getting the hang of it and using the tip of my tongue to tease him as blew him.
I pulled off with a grin and was rewarded with his flushed face smiling at me, he told me he was close so I sped up my hand movements and kissed his thighs and balls like he had done to me. I sucked a ball into my mouth and moved it around using my tongue to lick the skin, more out of curiosity than anything else, then did the same to the other making them nice and wet.
He leaned up on his elbows when I came back up and we met for a harsh kiss, then he let himself fall back and brought me with him, maneuvering a leg between mine, and shifted us onto our sides. He spat in his hand and reached between us to take both our cocks into his hand.
I wanted more kisses, demanded them, and he gave in until I broke the kiss and nuzzled my head into his neck. Leaning close to my ear he told me to hump him like a dog.
Fuck, if that was the hottest thing I’d heard. I curled my arm around his waist and cupped his ass as I humped back into his leg and into his hand. I was so close and got closer with every fucking dirty word he whispered into my ear.
My neck hurt from the way it was bent and squashed between his neck and the back of the sofa. I was hot and sweaty and so fucking turned on. I humped him faster when he responded to my finger dipping into the crack of his ass. He came as I pushed the tip of my finger into his ass.
He used his cum to lube up our cocks and while he continued to stroke himself down and me into orgasm, slamming his thigh upwards against my rhythm and demanding that I come. Not a minute later, I came.
He laughed breathlessly into my neck as he complained about cleaning the couch. Typical Matt. He pulled back and I lifted my neck, stretching the stiff muscles before meeting him for a lazy kiss.
We cleaned up and went back to watching the baseball with a new bottle in our hands - stark naked.