[ his hands had moved to Kyle's neck while they kissed. Now one of them slips up into his hair, and the other moves down to grab one of the levers on his chair to make it recline a bit.
Once it does, he presses closer, hips grinding on Kyle's as he moves. His hands slide over Kyle's chest, and he leans in to start very softly kissing his neck. Teasing. Tempting. ]
Tell me how sexy I am. How hard you're gonna get for me.
[ Everything else about the rest of the world is forgotten in that moment.
Arching into Nate's touch with a groan, eyes half closed as the chair shifts back. The motions moves them against one another, Nate grinding against him and it draws a low, rumbling sound from Kyle. ]
Gonna get? Fuck, Nate, already aching for you.
[ His hands slide along Nate's hips so that he can rock up against him, grinding to him to show how hard he is. ]
All because of how sexy you are. Just knowing you were on the way here and damn but I wasn't thinking about you riding me but it's all I can think about now. Watching you take my cock and seeing if I can jerk you off before you make me come for you.
[ Nate sits up a little, giving him space to move his arms while Kyle lays watching. He takes the opportunity to drop his jacket on the floor, and peel his t-shirt over his head. His jeans are hanging low on his hips, and they're already tight with his thickening cock. He rolls his hips, grinding his bulge against Kyle's. ]
Yeah? You want to fuck me?
[ he reaches for Kyle's hand and draws it down his body, until it's pressing against that swell in his jeans. Nate's cock hardens faster to meet it. ]
You wanna spread my cheeks, get your cock inside them? Want me to bounce on top of you and take you as deep as I can?
[ Nate doesn't often play into his own twink appeal. He doesn't often bottom. But he knows that he has twink appeal, and Kyle is one of the few men he loves playing the part for. ]
You can. You can split me open, Kyle. You can take me and make me work for it and I'll beg you to do it harder.
[ It almost makes him want to fight to keep Nate from moving away, needing that beautiful body against him. But he's right. They need this time, the chance to get rid of layers.
Undoing the buttons on his shirt, pushing it back to pool beneath him on the chair as Nate takes his hand. Groaning as his fingers brush over the thickness of Nate's cock as he starts talking like that. ]
You'll be so pretty like that, Nate. Taking every inch of me, showing me how bad you want it.
[ Even as he says it, he wraps his fingers partial around his cock, stroking him through the material. ]
You won't have to beg, Baby. How can I not fuck you senseless until you're coming all over my chest. Touching you now but wonder if I can make you come without stroking you. Can I resist jerking you off?
[ Nate groans, and tilts back his head. It exposes the length of his neck, and his back arches. His hips rock into Kyle's hand, his cock straining against the confines of his jeans until it leaks a wet patch into them. ]
Oh, fuck. Fuck, you don't have to resist anything, you can...you can make me come, and fuck me until I come again, and...
[ He curves downwards to kiss him again, to lick into his mouth. At the same time, he's scrambling upwards, so that he has leverage to undo his own belt and then Kyle's. He pulls his jeans down over his hips, and works them off, then climbs right back on top again. Now his cock is out, hard, and wet at the tip. Completely unsubtle, he pushes it back into Kyle's hand, before kissing him again. ]
[ It's so sexy hot quickly they both get into one another. The desires for every touch, every kiss. Unable to help himself as Kyle leans in, nipping at Nate's throat. ]
All night. Long as you're here. Wake you up fucking you.
[ Nate moves away, he has to and Kyle knows it. But there's a predatory call within him that wants to fight Nate being even a foot from him.
Even as he moves to get out of his jeans, to help Nate, to do whatever he has to so he can have that sweet, lean body back against his own. Arching up into the kiss as his hand slides over Nate's cock.
Stroking him with a firm stroke, thumb running over the head. ]
Tell me you're already ready.
[ Murmuring between kisses, only drawing a shuddering breath as he speaks, running his other hand along Nate's ass. ]
[ He talks about fucking him in his sleep, and it's a genuine effort for Nate not to come right there. ]
Oh shit, Kyle-- [ he mutters, and leans forward, fiercely kissing and biting and Kyle's jaw. That's so fucking sexy. They should do that, he thinks, and then the thought flies away because he can't really hold on to any thoughts right now.
Kyle's hand feels so good. Nate's cock his hot and throbbing inside it, the tip leaking streams of pre all over Kyle's fingers. It takes a second for Nate to reach out his hand and put some magical will into pulling a package of lube out of his jeans pocket. Wordlessly, he puts it into Kyle's free hand. There hadn't been time to prepare first, not like that.
Right now, he's inches away from telling Kyle to just fuck him without it.
He leans forward, kissing at his ears, his neck, running his hands over Kyle's chest and grinding his ass eagerly against his cock. ]
Please, god, fuck me, [ he whispers, breath hot, voice full of need. ]
[ They come together and everything goes from sweet to erotic pornstars in the time it takes for them to take a breath. Nate brings out the most wicked desires in Kyle and he loves giving into them.
Stroking Nate's cock as he arches up into those kisses, aching for every brush of his tongue and the sharp press of teeth and he can't help but moan. ]
Dry? That what you want?
[ Not that he's going to do that, not hurt him that much.
Not that much but he knows he's not going to take enough time for truly preparing Nate. Not with how hard he is, and how much his cock aches to be deep within the man he loves.
Getting the lube open, slicking up his fingers and then a moment later he slicking them over his own cock. A moment later he's gripping Nate's ass, running slick fingers over his hole. ]
Be thankful I can't wait and make you beg.
[ And there is no making him wait. A moment later he's pressing into Nate's hole, bucking his hips and driving thick flesh into the tight heat of his body. ]
[ Nate shudders, and then stiffens as that finger breaches him. His hood constricts around it, but he can feel how it slips and slides, can feel the lube coating him. ]
I want...you,
[ he mutters. Then Kyle's hand is gone and his long, thick cock is replacing it. Nate gasps with the pain, and his hips buck upwards. His cock actively twitches, and another stream of pre leaks out.
Pain is good, pain has always been good. The little whine that escapes him is good, too. He rolls his hips against Kyle's, taking him deeper. Nate's legs spread, leaving him vulnerable as he leans most of his weight on the man beneath him.
His hands press on Kyle's stomach for balance, and then he's rocking harder and with more purpose. He wants more. He wants him deeper, wants to feel Kyle come inside him. ]
Yes. God yes, give it to me. That's it--
[ his eyelids flicker closed as he gives himself over to it, letting pleasure and instinct move his body for him. ]
[ There's never a time when Kyle doesn't want Nate. Doesn't want to feel the sharp lines of his body against him, under his hands, moving with him. Not a time that he isn't thinking about the sounds he makes, the way marks look on his skin, and that heat as his body opens for Kyle like it is now. ]
That's it, Sweetheart. Take it all.
[ And not at all willing to let anything else happen.
Moaning as he bucks up into the tightness of Nate's hole, feeling that heat and the resistance and loving how it feels. Rocking into him once more as he drags his nails down Nate's back, not thinking about leaving marks or not. Even if a small part of him is thinking about the marks on him, the pain and the sharp lines left over his skin.
Gripping his hips hard, another desire for marks left on his skin as he shifts to brace his feet against the floor. ]
All mine. While you're here, you're all mine. Gonna mark you. Come in you. Remind you how much I need you.
[ As if to prove that he starts slamming up into him, hard and fast. Using that hold to jerk him down hard with the motion of Nate's own body. ]
[ Nate groans, and his head tips back. His hands roll up to drape over Kyle's shoulders, and his legs spread wider, trying to give Kyle more space.
And then there's that strength. The shift in those thrusts, the way Kyle slams into him. It's sudden, it's powerful, it hurts. It makes Nate think he's being split up the middle. He cries out, and then the cry turns into a sort of whine.
He's on top, but he's barely acting like it. His body is pliant and warm, covered with a sheen of sweat. His cock is standing tall, red and weeping, as lewd as it could be. His balls are so tight they almost hurt. ]
Oh, fuck. Fuck, I'm gonna....Kyle, I'm so close...
[ Lust courses through Kyle, seemingly burning along his skin as he continues with those rough thrusts.
Yet those words are nearly enough to bring him nearly to the edge. Just knowing that Nate is there, ready, with his cock untouched and waiting. ]
Not like this.
[ Barely growling out the words even as one hand shifts between them. Strong, nimble fingers curl around Nate's cock, fisting it, letting the motion of his hips thrust his hand along Nate's cock. ]
Now. Now you can come for me.
[ As intoxicating as it might be to think he could make him come without touching him, Kyle isn't willing to let him come like that now. ]
[ Nate's breath catches. The moment Kyle tells him not to come is the moment when holding back seems impossible. He's so desperate, and so ready. His cock feels primed.
But then there's Kyle's warm hand wrapping around him, stroking him and then coaxing him. It's too much. It pushes him right over that edge, and he cries out, his cock spraying rope after rope of come over Kyle's chest. For a moment, Nate sees stars. He's hot all over, his fingertips are tingling.
Still, his hips rock back and forth, but they're slower now, more tired. His head rolls, and he murmurs words that are barely intelligible. ]
[ There's something delightful in these moments. Desperation and lust and the desire that drives them to barely stripped, needful moments of hard thrusts and hand trembling touches.
And then there's come over his hand, on his chest. Nate's body is throbbing around him and he groans as he fights not to come then and there, wanting to draw things out for the others sake. Wanting to know he's wrung every last ounce of pleasure from Nate for as long as he can. ]
Look at you. Fuck, you're so beautiful like this.
[ Slowing the motion of his hips, matching Nate's rocking and loving the sensation.
Gripping Nate's ass, he rocks up against him as he leans in, nipping and suckling at his neck. ]
Not coming though until you ask for it. Tell me you still want it.
[ A shuddering laugh leaves Nate, as though Kyle has drawn it from him. ]
Do you doubt it? Kyle, come in me. Fill me up, full of you, until it's dripping out.
[ He gyrates his hips, grinding Kyle's cock inside his ass, and he leans down to kiss him. It's sloppy and lazy, filled with the satisfaction Nate feels. He wants so badly to share it.
He barely even lifts himself up after. He speaks against Kyle's lips, eyes dark and needy. ]
[ He absolutely knows that Nate wants this as much as Kyle does, but damn but there's something about hearing it from him. Just the sound of Nate's voice. ]
Never doubt anything with you, Nate. Especially not like this.
[ Not with the way Nate's moving against him, the taste of that kiss, and he wraps his arms around Nate's hips. Holding him close as he rocks up into him, deep and hard, shuddering as his cock jerks within Nate. ]
Fuck. So good. So fucking good.
[ Groaning as he nips at Nate's shoulder, sharp and teasing at the same time. ]
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Mm-hmm. Tell me what I'm good at.
[ his hands had moved to Kyle's neck while they kissed. Now one of them slips up into his hair, and the other moves down to grab one of the levers on his chair to make it recline a bit.
Once it does, he presses closer, hips grinding on Kyle's as he moves. His hands slide over Kyle's chest, and he leans in to start very softly kissing his neck. Teasing. Tempting. ]
Tell me how sexy I am. How hard you're gonna get for me.
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[ Everything else about the rest of the world is forgotten in that moment.
Arching into Nate's touch with a groan, eyes half closed as the chair shifts back. The motions moves them against one another, Nate grinding against him and it draws a low, rumbling sound from Kyle. ]
Gonna get? Fuck, Nate, already aching for you.
[ His hands slide along Nate's hips so that he can rock up against him, grinding to him to show how hard he is. ]
All because of how sexy you are. Just knowing you were on the way here and damn but I wasn't thinking about you riding me but it's all I can think about now. Watching you take my cock and seeing if I can jerk you off before you make me come for you.
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Yeah? You want to fuck me?
[ he reaches for Kyle's hand and draws it down his body, until it's pressing against that swell in his jeans. Nate's cock hardens faster to meet it. ]
You wanna spread my cheeks, get your cock inside them? Want me to bounce on top of you and take you as deep as I can?
[ Nate doesn't often play into his own twink appeal. He doesn't often bottom. But he knows that he has twink appeal, and Kyle is one of the few men he loves playing the part for. ]
You can. You can split me open, Kyle. You can take me and make me work for it and I'll beg you to do it harder.
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Undoing the buttons on his shirt, pushing it back to pool beneath him on the chair as Nate takes his hand. Groaning as his fingers brush over the thickness of Nate's cock as he starts talking like that. ]
You'll be so pretty like that, Nate. Taking every inch of me, showing me how bad you want it.
[ Even as he says it, he wraps his fingers partial around his cock, stroking him through the material. ]
You won't have to beg, Baby. How can I not fuck you senseless until you're coming all over my chest. Touching you now but wonder if I can make you come without stroking you. Can I resist jerking you off?
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Oh, fuck. Fuck, you don't have to resist anything, you can...you can make me come, and fuck me until I come again, and...
[ He curves downwards to kiss him again, to lick into his mouth. At the same time, he's scrambling upwards, so that he has leverage to undo his own belt and then Kyle's. He pulls his jeans down over his hips, and works them off, then climbs right back on top again. Now his cock is out, hard, and wet at the tip. Completely unsubtle, he pushes it back into Kyle's hand, before kissing him again. ]
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All night. Long as you're here. Wake you up fucking you.
[ Nate moves away, he has to and Kyle knows it. But there's a predatory call within him that wants to fight Nate being even a foot from him.
Even as he moves to get out of his jeans, to help Nate, to do whatever he has to so he can have that sweet, lean body back against his own. Arching up into the kiss as his hand slides over Nate's cock.
Stroking him with a firm stroke, thumb running over the head. ]
Tell me you're already ready.
[ Murmuring between kisses, only drawing a shuddering breath as he speaks, running his other hand along Nate's ass. ]
Or have lube. Can't wait.
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Oh shit, Kyle-- [ he mutters, and leans forward, fiercely kissing and biting and Kyle's jaw. That's so fucking sexy. They should do that, he thinks, and then the thought flies away because he can't really hold on to any thoughts right now.
Kyle's hand feels so good. Nate's cock his hot and throbbing inside it, the tip leaking streams of pre all over Kyle's fingers. It takes a second for Nate to reach out his hand and put some magical will into pulling a package of lube out of his jeans pocket. Wordlessly, he puts it into Kyle's free hand. There hadn't been time to prepare first, not like that.
Right now, he's inches away from telling Kyle to just fuck him without it.
He leans forward, kissing at his ears, his neck, running his hands over Kyle's chest and grinding his ass eagerly against his cock. ]
Please, god, fuck me, [ he whispers, breath hot, voice full of need. ]
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Stroking Nate's cock as he arches up into those kisses, aching for every brush of his tongue and the sharp press of teeth and he can't help but moan. ]
Dry? That what you want?
[ Not that he's going to do that, not hurt him that much.
Not that much but he knows he's not going to take enough time for truly preparing Nate. Not with how hard he is, and how much his cock aches to be deep within the man he loves.
Getting the lube open, slicking up his fingers and then a moment later he slicking them over his own cock. A moment later he's gripping Nate's ass, running slick fingers over his hole. ]
Be thankful I can't wait and make you beg.
[ And there is no making him wait. A moment later he's pressing into Nate's hole, bucking his hips and driving thick flesh into the tight heat of his body. ]
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I want...you,
[ he mutters. Then Kyle's hand is gone and his long, thick cock is replacing it. Nate gasps with the pain, and his hips buck upwards. His cock actively twitches, and another stream of pre leaks out.
Pain is good, pain has always been good. The little whine that escapes him is good, too. He rolls his hips against Kyle's, taking him deeper. Nate's legs spread, leaving him vulnerable as he leans most of his weight on the man beneath him.
His hands press on Kyle's stomach for balance, and then he's rocking harder and with more purpose. He wants more. He wants him deeper, wants to feel Kyle come inside him. ]
Yes. God yes, give it to me. That's it--
[ his eyelids flicker closed as he gives himself over to it, letting pleasure and instinct move his body for him. ]
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That's it, Sweetheart. Take it all.
[ And not at all willing to let anything else happen.
Moaning as he bucks up into the tightness of Nate's hole, feeling that heat and the resistance and loving how it feels. Rocking into him once more as he drags his nails down Nate's back, not thinking about leaving marks or not. Even if a small part of him is thinking about the marks on him, the pain and the sharp lines left over his skin.
Gripping his hips hard, another desire for marks left on his skin as he shifts to brace his feet against the floor. ]
All mine. While you're here, you're all mine. Gonna mark you. Come in you. Remind you how much I need you.
[ As if to prove that he starts slamming up into him, hard and fast. Using that hold to jerk him down hard with the motion of Nate's own body. ]
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And then there's that strength. The shift in those thrusts, the way Kyle slams into him. It's sudden, it's powerful, it hurts. It makes Nate think he's being split up the middle. He cries out, and then the cry turns into a sort of whine.
He's on top, but he's barely acting like it. His body is pliant and warm, covered with a sheen of sweat. His cock is standing tall, red and weeping, as lewd as it could be. His balls are so tight they almost hurt. ]
Oh, fuck. Fuck, I'm gonna....Kyle, I'm so close...
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Yet those words are nearly enough to bring him nearly to the edge. Just knowing that Nate is there, ready, with his cock untouched and waiting. ]
Not like this.
[ Barely growling out the words even as one hand shifts between them. Strong, nimble fingers curl around Nate's cock, fisting it, letting the motion of his hips thrust his hand along Nate's cock. ]
Now. Now you can come for me.
[ As intoxicating as it might be to think he could make him come without touching him, Kyle isn't willing to let him come like that now. ]
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But then there's Kyle's warm hand wrapping around him, stroking him and then coaxing him. It's too much. It pushes him right over that edge, and he cries out, his cock spraying rope after rope of come over Kyle's chest. For a moment, Nate sees stars. He's hot all over, his fingertips are tingling.
Still, his hips rock back and forth, but they're slower now, more tired. His head rolls, and he murmurs words that are barely intelligible. ]
Mmm...Kyle, fuck. Yes, oh...shit...
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And then there's come over his hand, on his chest. Nate's body is throbbing around him and he groans as he fights not to come then and there, wanting to draw things out for the others sake. Wanting to know he's wrung every last ounce of pleasure from Nate for as long as he can. ]
Look at you. Fuck, you're so beautiful like this.
[ Slowing the motion of his hips, matching Nate's rocking and loving the sensation.
Gripping Nate's ass, he rocks up against him as he leans in, nipping and suckling at his neck. ]
Not coming though until you ask for it. Tell me you still want it.
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Do you doubt it? Kyle, come in me. Fill me up, full of you, until it's dripping out.
[ He gyrates his hips, grinding Kyle's cock inside his ass, and he leans down to kiss him. It's sloppy and lazy, filled with the satisfaction Nate feels. He wants so badly to share it.
He barely even lifts himself up after. He speaks against Kyle's lips, eyes dark and needy. ]
Please. Go so deep I can taste it.
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Never doubt anything with you, Nate. Especially not like this.
[ Not with the way Nate's moving against him, the taste of that kiss, and he wraps his arms around Nate's hips. Holding him close as he rocks up into him, deep and hard, shuddering as his cock jerks within Nate. ]
Fuck. So good. So fucking good.
[ Groaning as he nips at Nate's shoulder, sharp and teasing at the same time. ]