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guen_stuffDirect follow-on from part 1. m/m, probably considered slightly kinky. *heheheh*
Enjoy ;)
Marty sighed into the kiss, letting Shawn’s tongue linger over his, enjoying the blond’s firm grip on his ass. He was still hard as a rock, and watching and feeling Shawn lose control like that hadn’t done him any favours. But he felt no need to rush, he wasn’t going anywhere; and besides, whatever Shawn would do next would be worth the wait.
“Mmmmm… okay, I have an idea,” the blond murmured between kisses.
“Hmmmm?”
Shawn let go of his lover, just a little reluctantly, and slid off the bed. Marty propped himself on one elbow and watched appreciatively as Shawn stripped; kicking off his boots, peeling the snug-fitting jeans from where they’d been caught around his thighs, tugging his t-shirt over his head, dropping them all carelessly on the floor. Marty smiled to himself. Shawn had never been the tidiest of people. But it was easily forgivable when he looked so damn good. Naked now, all tawny gold skin and blond hair, grinning at Marty with a wicked glint in his steely blue eyes.
“Why don’t you slide yourself over here and get comfortable, baby?” He indicated, patting the end of the bed.
Marty scooted down the bed, resting his weight behind him on his hands, regarding his lover with interest.
“Am I gonna get a lapdance?” He grinned, enjoying the close-up view of Shawn’s muscular chest as the blond draped his arms over Marty’s shoulders.
“Ooh, nice idea,” smiled Shawn, “Some other time, perhaps? Maybe I could save that for your birthday?” he added, nibbling gently at Marty’s earlobe.
The dark-haired man made a noise of approval, that quickly became a soft groan as Shawn’s lips moved down over his neck, licking and kissing the sensitive skin there. Hands tugged at the hem of his black t-shirt, wanting to touch more bare flesh, pulling the garment up and off.
“So beautiful…” murmured Shawn, ducking his head to suck at a pink nipple. Marty hissed in a breath, feeling the tiniest scrape of the blond’s teeth send a spike of pleasure through him.
Licking a long, lazy spiral down his lover’s chest and stomach, Shawn pushed Marty’s knees apart, settling himself on the floor between his legs. He sat back on his heels, smiling, gently stroking Marty’s inner thighs but deliberately avoiding the bulge at his groin. Marty gave a small groan of frustration.
Shawn just grinned at him, knowing full well what his lover wanted and how hard he was but wanting to prolong this just a bit longer. Yeah, he was a tease all right.
“Patience, love, I’m getting there,” He smiled, “but there’s something that wants cleaning up first, huh?”
The brunette licked his suddenly dry lips. Just what did Shawn have in mind?
Still smirking, the blond leant forward and began to lick the white, sticky smears of his own release from Marty’s thigh.
“Fuck…” was about the only word the brunette could manage. His eyes followed every slow, deliberate sweep of that pink tongue, cleaning his own come from Marty’s leather pants with every appearance of a cat lapping at spilled cream.
Shawn’s gaze flicked up to meet his, not stopping what he was doing, a stray lock of blond hair falling in front of his face, and Marty brushed it back with a slightly shaky hand. His touch lingered over Shawn’s hair, stroking unsteady fingers through the blond strands. He couldn’t so much as blink as Shawn kept licking, slowly working his way up to his groin. It had to be one of the most erotic things he’d ever experienced. A small part of his mind marvelled at how Shawn was still able to shock him by doing things like this, even after all these years.
The blond’s ministrations had reached the apex of his thighs now, exploring the hard ridge of flesh pressing achingly against the leather, that talented tongue licking harder, even sucking at it, making Marty pant and gasp for breath. He groaned deeply.
“Jesus Christ, Shawn…” He groaned, his voice even deeper than usual, rough with need. “Are you tryin’ to make me come in my damn pants?”
The younger man paused and looked up at his lover, that wicked smirk still in place.
“Can’t have that, baby,” he grinned, “it’d be such a waste,” he added. Leaning down again, he proceeded to take the zipper in his teeth and slowly, carefully pulled it down, his eyes flashing with lust when it revealed his lover was wearing nothing underneath the tight leather.
“Mmm, you know how much I love it when you go commando,” he murmured, eyeing Marty’s dick appreciatively as he eased it free.
“Well, can’t have lines showing on the leather,” breathed Marty, managing a shaky smirk of his own. Shawn snickered and shook his head, then decided he was done with talking, and teasing; all at once sliding his mouth down over the other man’s cock and beginning to suck.
Marty bit down hard on his lower lip, the sudden slide of his erection into wet warmth nearly making him cry out.
“Fuck…in… heaven,” he thought, dazedly watching Shawn’s blond head slowly bobbing between his thighs. He’d never met a guy who loved to use his mouth so much; whether it was talking, kissing, or sucking cock. And Shawn was a master at all of them.
Marty’s fingers tangled in his hair, gently guiding his rhythm as he lovingly sucked and licked at his lover’s dick, eyes closed in pleasure and cheeks hollowed from suction.
Being on his knees in such a prone, submissive position before his lover was turning Shawn on like crazy; he felt his cock beginning to harden again. He slipped the hand that wasn’t wrapped around Marty’s erection into his lap, feeling his flesh thicken further under his exploring fingers. He moaned softly, the sound muffled by the hard cock filling his mouth.
Marty gasped, the vibrations from Shawn’s moan doing interesting things to his groin. Then, a tempting idea crossed his mind, and he gently pushed Shawn away, a little reluctantly.
“What is it, baby?” asked Shawn, sitting back on his heels and regarding his lover questioningly, licking his wet, swollen lips.
“How about you bring that sweet ass up here, Shawn? I wanna taste you too.”
Shawn grinned broadly at him in return, climbing onto the bed and straddling his chest before leaning down and taking Marty’s aching length into his mouth once again.
The brunette groaned in appreciation, admiring the sight of Shawn’s hard cock hanging temptingly above him. His hands slid slowly up Shawn’s toned thighs, coming to rest on that perfect ass, still slightly flushed an appealing shade of pink.
Stretching up a little, he flicked out his tongue and licked a gentle line from the head of Shawn’s cock down to his balls. The blonde shuddered, sucking Marty a little harder in response and making him sigh in pleasure.
The brunette did it again; light, teasing strokes of his tongue down Shawn’s dick and across his balls, making the blond twitch and whimper; kissing and nibbling the sensitive skin of the younger man’s inner thighs, while all the time enjoying the feeling of Shawn’s talented mouth applying perfect suction to his aching dick.
It wasn’t long before the wonderful blow-job and Shawn’s hands stroking across his skin drove him close to release, and Marty gripped Shawn’s hip in warning. Feeling his lover stiffen beneath him and his cock twitch in his mouth, Shawn sucked harder, taking the other man right down his throat. Marty buried his face against Shawn’s thigh, sinking his teeth into the soft skin to smother his moan as he came hard, spurting in Shawn’s mouth, the blond humming in satisfaction as he swallowed every drop, licking his lover thoroughly clean before pulling away. He swung round to face Marty, feeling a glow of pride when he saw lover’s eyes still closed in bliss, flushed expression and satisfied smile.
“Good?” he chuckled, leaning down to run his fingers through Marty’s dishevelled dark hair.
“Mmm. Very.” An arm looped around the blond, pulling him close.
“So… am I still the best?” Shawn asked with a teasing grin, brushing a gentle kiss against his lips. Marty’s blue eyes slowly opened and gazed into his own, and the smile got wider. He kissed Shawn back equally gently.
“Always,” he said, “But don’t you get big-headed now,” he added, with another kiss “Or you won’t get any more…”
And yes, there will be part 3... *evil grin* Now hit that comment button! XD
Enjoy ;)
Marty sighed into the kiss, letting Shawn’s tongue linger over his, enjoying the blond’s firm grip on his ass. He was still hard as a rock, and watching and feeling Shawn lose control like that hadn’t done him any favours. But he felt no need to rush, he wasn’t going anywhere; and besides, whatever Shawn would do next would be worth the wait.
“Mmmmm… okay, I have an idea,” the blond murmured between kisses.
“Hmmmm?”
Shawn let go of his lover, just a little reluctantly, and slid off the bed. Marty propped himself on one elbow and watched appreciatively as Shawn stripped; kicking off his boots, peeling the snug-fitting jeans from where they’d been caught around his thighs, tugging his t-shirt over his head, dropping them all carelessly on the floor. Marty smiled to himself. Shawn had never been the tidiest of people. But it was easily forgivable when he looked so damn good. Naked now, all tawny gold skin and blond hair, grinning at Marty with a wicked glint in his steely blue eyes.
“Why don’t you slide yourself over here and get comfortable, baby?” He indicated, patting the end of the bed.
Marty scooted down the bed, resting his weight behind him on his hands, regarding his lover with interest.
“Am I gonna get a lapdance?” He grinned, enjoying the close-up view of Shawn’s muscular chest as the blond draped his arms over Marty’s shoulders.
“Ooh, nice idea,” smiled Shawn, “Some other time, perhaps? Maybe I could save that for your birthday?” he added, nibbling gently at Marty’s earlobe.
The dark-haired man made a noise of approval, that quickly became a soft groan as Shawn’s lips moved down over his neck, licking and kissing the sensitive skin there. Hands tugged at the hem of his black t-shirt, wanting to touch more bare flesh, pulling the garment up and off.
“So beautiful…” murmured Shawn, ducking his head to suck at a pink nipple. Marty hissed in a breath, feeling the tiniest scrape of the blond’s teeth send a spike of pleasure through him.
Licking a long, lazy spiral down his lover’s chest and stomach, Shawn pushed Marty’s knees apart, settling himself on the floor between his legs. He sat back on his heels, smiling, gently stroking Marty’s inner thighs but deliberately avoiding the bulge at his groin. Marty gave a small groan of frustration.
Shawn just grinned at him, knowing full well what his lover wanted and how hard he was but wanting to prolong this just a bit longer. Yeah, he was a tease all right.
“Patience, love, I’m getting there,” He smiled, “but there’s something that wants cleaning up first, huh?”
The brunette licked his suddenly dry lips. Just what did Shawn have in mind?
Still smirking, the blond leant forward and began to lick the white, sticky smears of his own release from Marty’s thigh.
“Fuck…” was about the only word the brunette could manage. His eyes followed every slow, deliberate sweep of that pink tongue, cleaning his own come from Marty’s leather pants with every appearance of a cat lapping at spilled cream.
Shawn’s gaze flicked up to meet his, not stopping what he was doing, a stray lock of blond hair falling in front of his face, and Marty brushed it back with a slightly shaky hand. His touch lingered over Shawn’s hair, stroking unsteady fingers through the blond strands. He couldn’t so much as blink as Shawn kept licking, slowly working his way up to his groin. It had to be one of the most erotic things he’d ever experienced. A small part of his mind marvelled at how Shawn was still able to shock him by doing things like this, even after all these years.
The blond’s ministrations had reached the apex of his thighs now, exploring the hard ridge of flesh pressing achingly against the leather, that talented tongue licking harder, even sucking at it, making Marty pant and gasp for breath. He groaned deeply.
“Jesus Christ, Shawn…” He groaned, his voice even deeper than usual, rough with need. “Are you tryin’ to make me come in my damn pants?”
The younger man paused and looked up at his lover, that wicked smirk still in place.
“Can’t have that, baby,” he grinned, “it’d be such a waste,” he added. Leaning down again, he proceeded to take the zipper in his teeth and slowly, carefully pulled it down, his eyes flashing with lust when it revealed his lover was wearing nothing underneath the tight leather.
“Mmm, you know how much I love it when you go commando,” he murmured, eyeing Marty’s dick appreciatively as he eased it free.
“Well, can’t have lines showing on the leather,” breathed Marty, managing a shaky smirk of his own. Shawn snickered and shook his head, then decided he was done with talking, and teasing; all at once sliding his mouth down over the other man’s cock and beginning to suck.
Marty bit down hard on his lower lip, the sudden slide of his erection into wet warmth nearly making him cry out.
“Fuck…in… heaven,” he thought, dazedly watching Shawn’s blond head slowly bobbing between his thighs. He’d never met a guy who loved to use his mouth so much; whether it was talking, kissing, or sucking cock. And Shawn was a master at all of them.
Marty’s fingers tangled in his hair, gently guiding his rhythm as he lovingly sucked and licked at his lover’s dick, eyes closed in pleasure and cheeks hollowed from suction.
Being on his knees in such a prone, submissive position before his lover was turning Shawn on like crazy; he felt his cock beginning to harden again. He slipped the hand that wasn’t wrapped around Marty’s erection into his lap, feeling his flesh thicken further under his exploring fingers. He moaned softly, the sound muffled by the hard cock filling his mouth.
Marty gasped, the vibrations from Shawn’s moan doing interesting things to his groin. Then, a tempting idea crossed his mind, and he gently pushed Shawn away, a little reluctantly.
“What is it, baby?” asked Shawn, sitting back on his heels and regarding his lover questioningly, licking his wet, swollen lips.
“How about you bring that sweet ass up here, Shawn? I wanna taste you too.”
Shawn grinned broadly at him in return, climbing onto the bed and straddling his chest before leaning down and taking Marty’s aching length into his mouth once again.
The brunette groaned in appreciation, admiring the sight of Shawn’s hard cock hanging temptingly above him. His hands slid slowly up Shawn’s toned thighs, coming to rest on that perfect ass, still slightly flushed an appealing shade of pink.
Stretching up a little, he flicked out his tongue and licked a gentle line from the head of Shawn’s cock down to his balls. The blonde shuddered, sucking Marty a little harder in response and making him sigh in pleasure.
The brunette did it again; light, teasing strokes of his tongue down Shawn’s dick and across his balls, making the blond twitch and whimper; kissing and nibbling the sensitive skin of the younger man’s inner thighs, while all the time enjoying the feeling of Shawn’s talented mouth applying perfect suction to his aching dick.
It wasn’t long before the wonderful blow-job and Shawn’s hands stroking across his skin drove him close to release, and Marty gripped Shawn’s hip in warning. Feeling his lover stiffen beneath him and his cock twitch in his mouth, Shawn sucked harder, taking the other man right down his throat. Marty buried his face against Shawn’s thigh, sinking his teeth into the soft skin to smother his moan as he came hard, spurting in Shawn’s mouth, the blond humming in satisfaction as he swallowed every drop, licking his lover thoroughly clean before pulling away. He swung round to face Marty, feeling a glow of pride when he saw lover’s eyes still closed in bliss, flushed expression and satisfied smile.
“Good?” he chuckled, leaning down to run his fingers through Marty’s dishevelled dark hair.
“Mmm. Very.” An arm looped around the blond, pulling him close.
“So… am I still the best?” Shawn asked with a teasing grin, brushing a gentle kiss against his lips. Marty’s blue eyes slowly opened and gazed into his own, and the smile got wider. He kissed Shawn back equally gently.
“Always,” he said, “But don’t you get big-headed now,” he added, with another kiss “Or you won’t get any more…”
And yes, there will be part 3... *evil grin* Now hit that comment button! XD
