[C][M] Distraction

Dick's hands rested on his thighs as he hovered over Fleck's chest, tantalisingly close to Fleck's mouth. His lip was pulled lightly between his teeth as he shamelessly rocked his hips into Fleck's ceaseless grip.

When he felt the hot pull between his legs, he let his lip go.

"Fuck. Fleck, I- Fuck. Fuck. f-uck," he gasped and came moan.

His cum landed lewdly over Fleck's collarbone, jaw, and mouth.

Dick gazed down at him, still on the high of his climax.

"Fuck."

It was far too hot for words.

Fleck's eyes slid shut when Dick came.

A little shudder of excitement ran through him when he licked some cum from his lips, eyes flickering open again.

"So hot." Fleck pushed himself up, one arm wrapping around Dicks waist. With a little heave, he rolled the two of them over so he was hovering over Dick. "That was so hot."

His shoulders hunched as he leaned down, pressing a hard kiss to Dicks lips, smearing cum carelessly across his face as he did so.

Dick let out a little groan of agreement as their position switched.

Fleck was currently incredibly hot.

Dick kissed Fleck back eagerness deepening it by opening his mouth and flicking his tongue out, tasting the salt of his own cum. His cheek suddenly felt slick. The whole act felt dirty. Filthy.

He loved every second of it.

Fleck pulled back and took a moment to just admire his boyfriend.

Then he leaned down and licked a smear of cum from his cheek.

"You look so good," he purred. "Face covered in your own cum." His face wasnt faring much better.

"You kept that one hidden for a long time. Are there any other dirty secrets youve thought about trying?"

The compliment sent a tingle down his spine, despite blissfully coming down from his orgasm.

Fleck's face looked equally good. The smear of cum was a stark contrast to his tanned skin.

He tilted his head a little. Almost coyly.

"Not at the moment."

"Not at the moment?" He repeated. "So you have. And you kept them from me?"

Fleck tutted and shifted so he could give Dicks thigh a swat. "Naughty boy. Tell me next time you think of something you'd like to try."

He definitely wanted to know.

Dick laughed as his thigh was swatted.

"Well," his gazed up at Fleck, his voice lacked hesitation, "right now I would like to suck you off."

Not something he hadn't done before, but something he didn't often vocalize. Most things he didn't often vocalize.

He liked it when Dick was confident enough to share, he decided. Dick looked so hot with that fearless lust in his eyes.

"How do you want me?" He asked.

He wasn't ever going to say no to a blowjob from Dick. He was far too weak of a man.

Dick pushed them back over so he was hovering over Fleck.

"Like this will do."

He bent down and kissed Fleck again; his mouth, his cheek, his collarbone. His tongue slide over the last place he kissed, licking up his own cum.

His lips trailed languidly lower.

A whoosh of air escaped him when Dick pushed him over onto his back again.

Fleck's eyes slid shut, content to languish in the little kisses and licks being delivered to his skin.

"What, no restraints?" He asked teasingly. "I thought that with all these demands you'd be on a power kick." He stuck his tongue out, eyes glittering.

Dick kissed a rib when he turned his eyes up at Fleck.

"Maybe I want to feel your hands in my hair?"

He pressed another kiss one rib lower.

"Unless you want to be restrained?"

"I'm good like this."

His fingers weaved into Dicks hair, teasing through the pale locks.

"Wouldn't want to deny you the feeling you want, would I?"

Dick leaned into the hand, an appreciative sound coming from him.

He continued kissing down Fleck's body, positioning himself so he sat between his legs instead of straddling the. His hands ran up and down the inside of his thighs as he brought his kisses around the base of Fleck's cock.

In one long strip, he lapped his tongue from his balls to the tip of his cock.

Fleck hummed softly, his fingers still carding gently through Dicks hair.

His hips rocked slightly, enjoying the cool tongue teasing over his cock. The coolness always felt so good against his heated skin. It was one of the many things he enjoyed about Dick.

Dick continued to tease the length with long licks of his tongue. He didn't tease as terribly as he could have when he was in the mood. At that moment, he wanted to simply feel his boyfriend's heavy cock in his mouth and make him come.

Delicately holding Fleck's length he swirled his tongue a few times around the head, lapping up the precum. With little warning, he opened his mouth wide and took him in. His head bobbed and sucked at Fleck, keeping him shallow in his mouth.

Fleck was thankful for Dicks mercy. He knew how teasing Dick could get when he was in one of his moods.

He didn't think Dick would take too kindly to Fleck pulling out chunks of his hair.

He gave a low groan when Dick took him into his mouth, hips rolling eagerly, but not forcefully.

"You looks so good," he crooned. "So good with my cock in your mouth."

Dick groaned at the compliment, causing little vibrations to run up from his throat to his mouth.

Encouraged, he lifted his head to lap at the tip of the cock before he brought it deeper into his mouth.

He groaned again. The feeling of something in his mouth he liked. The feeling of having Fleck in his mouth he liked even more. He enjoyed how his jaw stretched and sensation of him rubbing against his tongue.

It was ridiculous to him now how he was so nervous about doing this.

His hips rolled slowly, his grip tightening slightly in Dicks hair.

"Good boy," he crooned.

His grip tightened again and his hips thrust up the more force, just once, to get Dick to gag on him.

He loved that. The gagging and drooling. It was his personal favourite part of giving blowjobs, gagging on their cock. Dick knew that well. He hoped Dick enjoyed it at least a fraction.

Dick groaned again, flushing as Fleck crooned at him.

Then gaged.

He pushed back against the hand so his mouth was free and he could take a breath. Spit connected his bottom lip to the head of the wet cock, breaking when he licked his lip. He flicked his eyes up to Fleck. They were dark.

Mouth wide, he took Fleck into his mouth until he hit the back of his throat. He gagged, but he persevered, attempting to take more of him into his mouth. More then he had attempted before.

He gagged again and pushed back, panting as he took a breath this time.

Fleck's eyes were equally as dark and he gazed up at Dick, though they were also wary. He wasn't sure how Dick was taking it.

He got his answer when Dick took him back into his mouth.

He flexed his grip on Dicks hair. "Fuck," he hissed, hips thrusting upwards eagerly when Dick gagged.

"Fuck that was so good. So sexy."

"Is it?" Dick asked, dark eyes turning up to Fleck again. A bit of drool had dripped down his chin. He could still feel the smears of cum on his face too.

He felt like a mess. He still wore the oversized clothes. Yet he also felt uncharacteristically sexy.

He licked the head a couple of times before bringing it deep into his mouth again. There was a determination in his movements. He wanted Fleck. All of Fleck.

"God yes. So fucking sexy."

He was looking up at him, his own cum smeared across his face, drool dripping from his red lips, eyes so dilated with lust that he could hardly see the blue any more.

It was beyond sexy. 

He groaned as Dick too kind I miss ask into his mouth.

Dick preened at Fleck's words, and he kept attempting to take him further into his mouth. Choking and gagging as he did so.

Occasionally he had to lift himself up for air, panting for a few moments before he took Fleck back eagerly into his mouth. At a point, he figured a better angle to take him that allowed him to bring him in his mouth him even deeper.

His jaw ached, his throat was sore and his eyes were beginning to sting but God, he didn't want to stop.

He had a goal and he wanted to obtain it.

Flecks stomach quivered. His muscles tensed and jumped in excitement.

His fingers weaved tighter in Dicks hair and his breath hitched.

"Fuck, Dick," he murmured, hips rolling eagerly. Fuck, this felt so good. So fucking good.

Dick groaned deeply as hands weaved through his hair. He let Fleck roll up into his mouth. There were no hands pressed to Fleck's hips to steady him or slow him down as he would have done. He was very willing to let Fleck fuck his mouth as he blew him.

He gagged and sucked and made other wet, lewd noises. It was far from a clean blowjob. It was messy. Noisy. Yet he still retained some skill that he had learned over the past few months. Either from practising himself or through - very pleasant - observation.