And Tawson was damned. He gave Vic only a second’s warning before he moved. He rolled on top of Vic and ground their bodies together. They both let out low moans at the contact. Tawson took control of the moment and copied the same trail down Vic’s chest and stomach. Vic cried out and bucked their hips up when Tawson wrapped his lips around their shaft under the lacy fabric.
“Your mouth is amazing,” Vic groaned. Tawson looked up their body. Vic had one arm behind their head and the other was on their stomach, fingers splayed out like they were trying to find grip on something.
“This is nothing, baby. I want to taste you everywhere.” Tawson hooked his hands in the underwear and pulled them down, letting Vic’s cock bob free. They were as hard as Tawson knew he was too, vein pulsing on the underside, head purple and desperate for attention. His mind fought between taking his time like he told Vic to or going straight for it because- damn. He was so turned on and didn’t know where he wanted to focus his attention first. “Fuck.” The word was drawn out and Tawson unceremoniously shed the last of the fabric they both wore. Their clothes were in a mess on the floor.
“Fuck is right,” Vic said and arched their back. Tawson reached his hand out to the side and wrapped his fingers around the bottle of lube. It was a personal bottle. They’d have to upgrade to a larger one. “I need you, Tawson.”
That.
Fuck.
Tawson wasted no more time. The idea of going slow flew out the window. His lips wrapped around Vic’s head and he braced himself, loosened this throat, and sank his mouth down on Vic’s cock fully. His mind registered that Vic had shaved. Everywhere. Tawson reached one hand up between Vic’s legs and, yep. Even their balls were shaved clean. Tawson could feel the precome leaking from his own cock, could taste it in his mouth from Vic’s.
He didn’t let up, spurred on by the way Vic was thrusting their hips and letting out long moans and, “Oh fuck, Tawson. Oh fuck. That. I’m going to come way too fast.”
Tawson could feel it too, felt the way their cock twitched when he swallowed around the head. He backed off, giving himself a second to breathe. “You shaved.”
“I told you-” Vic huffed out a few deep breaths before finally looking at Tawson under hooded lids. “I told you I usually keep it clean shaven.”
“I’m not objecting,” Tawson said. He didn’t mind one way or another. But the hairless sight before him was something to admire. He lowered his face and nuzzled the crease of Vic’s thigh and groin. Their skin smelled faintly of some type of aftershave oil. Enticing. Tawson licked their skin, lost in his own senses. His hand wrapped around Vic’s cock and started stroking slowly. “You smell amazing.”
Tawson’s tongue swiped over the skin once more and then sucked one ball into his mouth. He lathed his tongue around, switching between one and the other, all while still stroking. Vic was whining again, long, drawn out moans. Begging for Tawson’s cock. It was driving Tawson crazy. He needed,wanted more.
“Put your legs up, baby.” Vic did as instructed and Tawson looked back up their body, trying to memorize every detail from the new angle. He noted the way Vic bit their bottom lip, their chest heaving up and down in long breaths, stomach muscles twitching. Their cock was glistening with the precome leaking from their slit. Tawson’s hand moved up, collected the cum to ease his glide a little more. “Color?”
“So fucking green,” Vic said without hesitation. Tawson looked back at the view in front of him. With Vic’s arms hooked behind their knees, their hole was on full display. And damn. He was shaved there too. Or maybe they got waxed? Whatever it was, Tawson could feel his own cock threaten to explode.
“Turn around,” Tawson instructed. If he kept like he was, the friction of his cock against the blanket below him would be too much. “Knees and elbows,” Tawson instructed.
Vic again did as he asked. They kept their head on the pillow, hands gripped at the pillowcases, and ass on full display. Their pink hole puckered, like it was teasing Tawson, begging to be touched. And who was Tawson to deny such a pretty sight?
He kissed Vic’s skin, his tongue dancing lightly over his hole. “Oh fuck, Tawson. That feels so good. More, please.” Vic’s requests were answered greedily.
It’d been years since he’d been with someone that liked their ass to be played with. He speared the tip of his tongue and pressed against Vic’s rim. He teased the area, gave and took away the pressure. His hands spread Vic’s cheeks as wide as he could without hurting them. Tawson kept his mouth over Vic’s hole, alternating between blowing warm and cold air on the sensitive area. After a minute, he added more pressure and pushed past the ring of muscle.
“Oh god!” Vic cried out. They lifted their head off the pillow and turned to look over their shoulder. Vic’s ass was amazing, soft and round. They had a small dimple on the left cheek but otherwise flawless. Tawson could see Vic’s profile easily. Their face was flushed, eyes wide, mouth open in a perfect O-shape. “Fuck, Tawson. That feels amazing.”
Tawson pulled his tongue away, swiping his hand over his chin where spit started running down. He moved the tip of his thumb to brush over Vic’s hole. They were still so tight. Vic’s hole reacted to the touch of his thumb, puckering and relaxing over and over. He could see that Vic’s right hand had moved and, from the motion of their shoulder, Tawson knew they were jerking off.
Tawson grabbed the lube and coated his fingers blindly. He pressed his lips back to Vic’s ass, using his tongue to get the area wet again. The taste was to be expected, but the smell of soap and their natural scent and the noises mixed all of Tawson’s senses and had him gripping his own cock to keep from coming. He sat back on his heels after a few seconds.
“I need you to fuck me,” Vic said. From their angles, Tawson could see that Vic still had their dick in hand but wasn’t moving. “Please. I need it now.”
“I’m not doing anything until you’re prepped, Princess.” Tawson kissed one cheek and then the other while rubbing his fingers together, warming up the lube a little so it wouldn’t be such a shock. “Put your knees down and lay flat, but keep your legs spread. I’ll make this as quick as I can, but please tell me if you’re uncomfortable.”
“I’m so far from uncomfortable right now,” Vic said with another moan. Tawson laid his body half over Vic’s. His lubed fingers found their hole and he pressed the tip of his middlefinger against it. Tawson’s lips kissed the back of Vic’s neck repeatedly. The flesh was warm and tasted faintly salty. They were both working up a sweat. “Everything feels so good.”
Vic’s body felt like it was sucking his fingers in when he finally added the right amount of pressure. He started with one, pushing in until his palm was flush against their cheeks. He pumped his finger in and out, smiling at the way Vic reacted to every movement. The feeling was indescribable and Tawson rutted his cock against Vic’s hip. When he added a second finger, Vic’s body stiffened up and Tawson whispered quiet praises directly into their ear as he pumped his fingers in and out. Vic twisted their head toward Tawson to seal their lips together. They didn’t seem to mind the fact that his tongue had just been in their ass minutes before. It was hot.
“Ugh.” Vic bared down on Tawson’s fingers when he scissored them, movements increasing in speed. Tawson was as desperate, if not more, to sink his cock into Vic’s hole. “Fuck, Tawson. Mhmm. I need more.”
Tawson added a little more lube to his hand before adding a third finger. “Almost there, baby. You’re almost ready to take my cock.”
Vic’s body shuttered at his words. He repeated them, spreading his fingers to prep Vic as much as he could. He knew Vic wasn’t a virgin, knew that they understood what was going to happen, but he still wanted to make sure he wasn’t going to hurt them.
“Please, Tawson. I’m ready. I need you now.” The words were a plea. Begging. He gave Vic’s ass a few more pumps of his fingers before pulling them out. He stood up from the bed, grabbing his own briefs to wipe his fingers off before reaching for one of the condom packs. Out ofcuriosity, he bent down and opened the bottom drawer where he’d seen Vic pull the condoms from.
“Shit.” Tawson looked back at Vic and smiled. Tawson wrapped his hand around his own cock and gave it a few strokes before opening the condom packet. “You weren’t kidding about having a stash now.”
