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Nothing like the smell of sex in the morning!

I suggest you put this under a read more, it’s a bit lengthy. (Also the font is doing a weird thing and I don’t know how to fix that.)

Kevin was sitting on one of the uncomfortable seats in the small airport, leg twitching from nerves. He twirled the ring on his left hand, looking around to the people that began pouring out from terminal. Kevin swallowed thickly, hoping he wouldn’t miss him. What if he’s gotten the wrong terminal? Or the wrong time? No, stop thinking about that, you have everything right, just wait…

There he was. Dark skin showing under a black t-shirt. He was lean, with messy, short hair. His eyes were dark, and his smile was small and nervous as their eyes connected. This was the man that Kevin had been talking to and loving for years now. 

“Blake.” Kevin called, hopping off the chair, and running to him. 

Kevin was shorter than Blake. He was lighter skinned, feeling completely pale against Blake’s cinnamon hue as they hugged, tight and close. Blake smelled good. Spicy, and just a bit sweaty. He was wearing dark wash jeans that make his legs look absolutely fit, and the black shirt cling around his biceps in an incredible way. Kevin felt just a bit intimidated as he held the other man at arms length to get a good look at him. Kevin was wearing a tie-dye shirt under a black vest, and dark purple skinny jeans. His shoes were rough and beaten; well loved from years of walking. They stood in stark contrast to Blake’s new-looking black hightops. But then Kevin looked back up, seeing Blake’s dark brown eyes on him. There was excitement there, but also… love. Absolute adoration.  

“You would wear tie-dye forty years after it was cool.” Blake said, smiling. 

"Shut up, it’s cool now. Besides, you already know I’m a free-loving tree hugger. I’m just getting in touch with my inner hippy." Kevin said, slapping Blake’s arm playfully as he grabbed one of his bags. "Now, stop making fun of my wardrobe, and let’s go to baggage claim." 

Blake followed Kevin, admiring the way the smaller boy carried himself. He was confident, taking long, fast strides. He knew where he was going, and he was getting there. Kevin’s amazing ass was also pretty okay. Blake hung back a little, watching as Kevin’s legs carried him toward baggage claim. Kevin’s hair was combed into a fit of a fo-hawk, making it stick out in a carefully messy way. Blake ran his hands through his own, shorter hair, because doing it to Kevin’s hair seemed a bit inappropriate. 

“You should be looking for your bag, not checking me out, love.” Kevin said, not even phased as he leaned on the back of a bench, waiting for Blake’s bag to scoot across. 

Blake blushed, and directed his eyes to the bags. 

~*~ 

“So what do you want to do first?” Kevin said cheerfully, bouncing as he walked toward his car. It was a classic, powder blue VW Beetle. The paint job and interior was new. And Kevin stroked the hood as he slid into the driver’s seat as if this was his pet. 

“Do you live in the sixties?” Blake said, sliding into the passenger seat. 

“This is a ‘72 thank you very much.” Kevin said, chin tilting snobbishly, “And you should stop talking about my awesome swagger.” 

Blake burst out in a laugh. “And why is that?” Blake choked out. 

Kevin looked at him as he pulled forward, out of the parking lot. “Because if you don’t behave, you’re sleeping on the couch.” 

Blake shut up instantly. Kevin smiled, and turned his attention back to driving. Kevin occasionally explained some parts of the town as they drove, but Blake wasn’t really listening. Kevin hinted that they’d be sleeping together. Blake knew they’d talked about it, but he didn’t want to expect something from Kevin. They’d just met, even though they’d known each other forever… 

“I’d offer to go to the Mexican place, but I have a feeling you would give me a bad look, so what about Asian food?” Kevin said. 

Blake was startled out of his head, and looked quickly back to Kevin who was looking at Blake expectantly. Oh, right, you need to words now, Blake. 

“Um, yeah, always a fan of Asian…stuff.” Blake finished lamely. 

Kevin’s eye narrowed. But the light they were at turned green, so he couldn’t look at Blake and try to figure out what was going on. 

~*~ 

“Oh my god, this shit is amazing!” Kevin yelled.  

Then he ducked down and slapped a hand to his mouth. 

“There are children present, Kevin, behave yourself.” Blake said, not even looking up from his noodles.  

It was just so Kevin to blurt something like that out, that Blake actually felt a bit domestic at the moment. Kevin was eating a lavender pudding-like substance, with little balls in it. ("It’s called boba." Kevin corrected, "Not pudding balls, that’s gross.") Blake didn’t want to try any, but from the purely erotic sounds Kevin was making at his plate made Blake want to change his mind. Fuck, it made Blake want to take Kevin right then and there, over the table. Did Kevin sound the same being fucked as he did when he found food he liked? 

“We should make this dinner short.” Blake said, voice low and suggestive. 

Kevin looked up, and with a comprehending smile said, “You’re right, we haven’t even gone dancing yet.” 

Blake let out a groan. Kevin had to be joking. Blake had been half hard since Kevin said something about sleeping together. Kevin let out a light laugh. 

“Okay, okay, we can go dancing tomorrow night.” Kevin said, taking a mouthful of rice. 

Blake sighed, and started eating again. He needed to finish, before he lost control and just fucked Kevin in one of the stalls. Kevin seemed to sense that, because he kept giggling quietly whenever he looked over at Blake.

~*~

He couldn’t take it, why did Kevin live up stairs? That ass was right where he could see it, and he knew, he knew, Kevin was walking in a way that would bring attention to it. He just. Fucking. Knew. And that boy was going to pay. Kevin only got to unlock his door before Blake grabbed him by the shoulders and spun him around. He slammed him into the door, and attacked Kevin’s mouth, all teeth and tongue and need. Kevin let out a moan into Blake’s mouth. Both men pressed their bodies together in the same moment. The pressure of the smaller man against his growing hard on made Blake’s breath stutter. He’d been wanting this for so long, and now it was happening.

Kevin could feel Blake’s hard length press against his thigh, as he rolled his body up to meet Blake’s. Kevin’s breathing was erratic, as he grabbed onto the back of Blake’s shirt, pulling him closer, as close as possible.

“I’m noisy, we really should get inside, or we’ll disturb the neighbors.” Kevin moaned into Blake’s mouth, pushing him off, and turning to open the door.

Blake chased him in, closing the door quickly, and attacking Kevin’s mouth. Kevin gave as good as he got, tangling his tongue with Blake’s and sucking it into his mouth. He bit and sucked on Blake’s lower lip as his hand trailed down to squeeze at Blake’s erection. Blake’s hips stuttered forward as he choked out a groan. Blake’s hands were fiddling at the buttons of Kevin’s vest, stumbling, but eventually succeeding and stripping Kevin of a layer of clothing. The t-shirt came of in a flash, and Blake’s warm, large hands, were grabbing Kevin and raking up his bare back as he sucked on Kevin’s sensitive neck. Mouth unoccupied, Kevin started moaning and panting loudly, sounding hotter than any of the porn Blake had ever seen. He need more.

Blake pressed Kevin back, until Kevin tripped over the arm of his couch, falling onto his back. He shifted back, opening his legs as Blake climbed between them. Blake tore his shirt off, and slid his bare chest along Kevin’s earning him another breathy moan. Blake was starting to like making Kevin moan just about as much as he liked doing the things that caused the moans.

“Oh god, I can’t wait to fuck your brains out. I can just tell you’re gonna be screaming my name.” Blake growled into Kevin’s ear as he trust his hips into Kevin’s.

“What makes you -uh!- think you’re gonna be fucking me, huh?” Kevin panted out.

Blake just looked at him, a wicked smile on his lips.

“You can fight it all you want, but I’m bigger and stronger. I’m sorry love, you’re not gonna win this one.” Blake said.

Kevin threw his head back in exasperation. He always hated losing. But then he looked at Blake again, grinding up into him, matching Blake’s thrust.

“At least let me ride you.” Kevin whispered in Blake’s ear.

Blake let out a moan, and kissed Kevin again. Kevin’s fingers were grabbing Blake’s hair and tugging, as he grabbed Blake’s ass and ground their cocks together harder.

"Less clothes would be nicer." Blake grumbled, reaching down and undoing Kevin’s pants. Kevin lifted his hips, and Blake pulled everything off, exposing a thick, pink cock. Blake could felt but lean down and lick a stripe from his balls to the very tip. flicking at the precome leaking at the slit. Kevin’s whole body shuddered and he made a desperate noise, hands flying out to grab onto the cushions. Blake smiled, watching Kevin pant, eyes squeezed shut, before quickly removing his own pants. Finally naked, he placed his body along Kevin’s kissing and sucking up Kevin’s exposed neck as their cocks rubbed against each other for the first time. Kevin yelled out, wrapping his arms around Blake, nails digging into his skin as Blake thrust his cock into the other man’s.

“Oh, god, you need to fuck me already.” Kevin grit through his teeth as Blake slid their aching cocks together.

“Lube.” Blake said, not really able to say much more, but getting the point across.

“Bedroom.” Kevin matched, wrapping his legs around Blake.

“What, you want me to carry you?” Blake said, wrapping his arms around Kevin, preparing to do just that.

Kevin simply hummed affirmative, smiling. He let out a cry of surprise When Blake rolled over, and lifted Kevin onto his lap. From there, Blake slowly slid off the couch, into standing position.

Kevin’s eyes went wide.

"Oh my god, you are so much sexier than before." He whispered revently.

Blake grinned, and slowly made his way to the open bedroom door. The room was painted dark red, and the bed was big, and covered in lots of fluffy blankets. This was the bed of a great lover. Blake flopped Kevin on the bed, and immediately looked at the nightstand, opening the first drawer. He found several tubes of lube and a box of condoms. He let out a moan. Kevin was fucking prepared.

Speaking of prepared, Kevin had started fingering himself with one finger, desperate for the feeling of being full. He started writhing and moaning, grabbing his cock and pumping it. Blake grabbed the lube and box of condoms, threw them on the bed, and climbed on top of Kevin.

“No!” Blake yelled, grabbing Kevin’s hands and pinning them to the bed on either side of his head. “You do not get to do that. You are not allowed.”

Kevin quirked an eyebrow.

“Must I remind you, I’m the one you’re fucking. I get to say whether or not YOU do something, or you won’t get laid tonight.” Kevin said.

Blake gave a startled look at Kevin, surprised. But he really shouldn’t have been. Kevin probably knew the instant he saw him that he wouldn’t win control physically. So he was going to play the mental battle. Blake simply ignored it, going for the tactic of sucking on Kevin’s nipple to distract him. It worked; Kevin arched into his mouth, begging for more. Blake gave it to him, removing a hand from one of Kevin’s wrists, to wrap around Kevin’s cock. Kevin yelped, thrusting into it, as the free hand reached Blake’s back and started roughly dragging his nails down Blake’s sweaty skin.

“Oh, fuck.” Blake said.

This needed to happen already, his cock was aching from the need to fuck this man. He stopped stroking Kevin’s cock, and reached over for the lube. He popped open the top, rocking back onto his heels, he covered his fingers in it. From this angle, he saw all of Kevin, from his messed up, dark brown hair, his sweaty face, bruised neck, heaving chest, flat, tight stomach, and pink, leaking cock. Blake’s cock twitched as his eye trailed down to Kevin’s hole.

“Oh my god, you’re so big.” Kevin said.

Blake looked up to see Kevin’s eye wide in… fear?

“Oh, it can’t be that big.” Blake said, rolling his eyes.

Kevin just shook his head, face still one of shock and fear.

"I don’t think it’s gonna fit." Kevin said, swallowing thickly, eyes not leaving Blake’s dark red, veiny cock.

Blake decided to prove Kevin wrong. He lifted Kevin’s legs up, and placed them on his shoulder. This gave him the perfect angle to slip a finger into Kevin’s hole. It was tight, and hot, and the muscled contracted around his finger. Kevin moaned, rolling his hips expertly, making Blake’s finger press against his prostate, making Kevin yell out his name. Blake couldn’t take it. He needed to have his cock buried inside him already. He removed his finger, and pressed in with a second one. He felt the stretch around them, but Kevin took it, he took all of it.

“Oh god, even your fingers are big, oh fuck you are gonna feel so good.” Kevin moaned. His hands were grabbing the headboard, holding on so tight, the muscles showed through his skin, and his knuckles were white. Blake fucked his fingers into Kevin hard, his knuckles slapping against Kevin’s ass, and practically moving the bed with the force of it. Kevin’s breathing was matching the pace of Blake’s thrusts, and his eyes were closed, focused on the pleasure of having Blake inside him. Without warning, he pulled them out, and added third. Kevin yelped, eyes flying open, mouth going slack with shock as Blake shoved into him.

"Oh fuuuck." Kevin growled, letting his head drop back as Blake gently worked his way back to the hard fast pace he had previously.

“Patience, lover.” Blake said, planting a kiss to the side of Kevin’s twitching, leaking cock.

That earned him a hitched breath and a thrust of his hips.

"You want me to suck your cock, Kevin, hmm?" Blake said against the inside of his thigh.

"Ooooh god, yes. Suck my cock, I wanna see if you’re as good with your tongue down there as you are in my mouth." Kevin said, looking down at him.

“Say please.” Blake said.

Kevin’s jaw became set, looking at him defiantly. Blake twisted his fingers, and pressed against Kevin’s prostate, fucking against it hard with all three fingers. Kevin’s voice went up a couple octaves as the hot electric licks of pleasure ran up his body.

“That’s right, baby, scream for me.” Blake growled.

"I’m ready Blake, I’m ready, jesus fuck me!" Kevin yelled at the ceiling.

Blake slipped his fingers out, took a condom out of the box, ripped it open, and rolled it on. He poured the lube on his cock, and stroked it all over himself. He leaned forward, holding himself up by a hand near Kevin’s head, and the other hand holding his cok at Kevin’s entrance. Kevin’s legs were pressed against his chest, his knees almost touching his ears.

“Fuck you’re flexible.” Blake grunted.

“Get inside me.” Kevin responded, wiggling so that Blake was pressed against his hole.

“Say please.”

“Fuck you.”

“Say please.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

Blake looked directly at Kevin’s defiant face.

“I can stay here all night.” Blake said.

"You’re the one holding this off, you ass." Kevin said, wiggling agian, trying to get something from Blake.

“You’re the one who-“

“Ugh fuck it, I wanted to ride you anyway.” Kevin said quickly, pushing Blake over, and catching him by surprise.

Kevin climbs onto Blake before he knows what happened, and Kevin is suddenly pressing his hole down over Blake’s hard cock. Both men let out a shout as Kevin slowly sinks down on his huge dick.

“Oh god, you feel bigger than you look.” Kevin whimpered.

“Take your time, baby.” Blake said, unusually gentle.

He liked being in control, but he really liked the fight for control, so he let Kevin have this. Besides, it was really hard to think with Kevin’s tight ass stretching and clenching around his sensitive cock. Kevin slid down farther, letting his legs relax, and going down the last inch. With a sigh, Kevin relaxed his body, getting used to feeling Blake inside him. Before Kevin could move, Blake grabbed him by the hips and lifted him up, and thrust up into him. Kevin jerked and yelled, as Blake thrust up again, rough and dirty. Kevin tried to move to meet Blake’s thrusts, but he was so gone, he could only let Blake take charge, the feeling of Blake’s huge cock fucking up into him making him lose all ability to think. Nonsense curse words leaked from Kevin’s mouth, as Blake picked up the pace, slamming into Kevin even harder. Kevin reached down and gripped the base of his cock, not ready to come. He wanted to enjoy this, he wanted to be fucked senseless, until he just couldn’t stop himself from coming. He knew this wasn’t the only time they’d fuck tonight, and they’d probably do it as many different positions as possible, but still, he wanted to enjoy every moment that Blake was inside him, and also not embarrass himself. He’d already decided that Blake had to come first.

"Mmm fuck, you feel so good stretched tight around my cock." Blake growled.

He trailed a hand up Kevin’s straining, sweating body, and rubbed the pad of his thumb across a nipple. Kevin shouted, and cursed. Blake took the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and rolled it, making Kevin’s ass clench and relax around him. He was so close to coming, the vision of Kevin’s lithe, pale form, and the feel of his hot hole. It was getting ot be too much.

“I’m close, Kevin.” Blake panted out, thrusts getting faster.

“Come for me, come for me, Blake.” Kevin whispered, taking Blake’s hand off his chest, and holding it in both of his.

Blake let go, fucking into Kevin fast, becoming messy and erratic, feeling the heat pool in his balls, and get ready to shoot out.

“I’m coming.”

And with that, Blake thrust into Kevin, coming so hard he was seeing stars. Kevin started fisting his cock, rough and fast, and was coming very soon after Blake. He shouted Blake’s name as the warm white liquid hit Blake’s chest. Kevin fell forward, holding himself up on shaking arms. They eventually caught their breath, and Kevin opened his eyes. He looked down at Blake’s body, and quickly bent down to lick the come off his chest. Kevin licked long stripes up his body, cleaning the come up completely.

“Oh, god Kevin, come here.” Blake said, grabbing him by the back of the neck.

Blake shoved his tongue into Kevin’s mouth, tasting the salty, bitter come on his mouth.

"Mmm, you taste good." Blake hummed into Kevin’s mouth.

“I know. Now get that condom off, and cuddle me.” Kevin said, falling to the side, and and grabbing the blankets to pull over them. Blake got the used condom off, tied it, and threw it somewhere off the side of the bed. He turned to wrap his arms around the smaller boy, who tucked his head into Blake’s neck and sighed.

“You know we’re doing this again as soon as I can get hard.” Blake said, lightly kissing Kevin’s warm neck.

“Wouldn’t have it any other way.”