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littlesilveredRight so instead of studying I have RPed alot of porn. It's all AU, but it's still porn. I guess I should share the good stuff hun?
Porn #1:
Brenda and I wanted our boys to be happy. Im game thier relationship right now is so sad and twisted. This thread betweem Blaise and Ernie being a prime example. Well, this is an alternate ending to that thread, where Ernie doesn't run away and things get, well, hot.
"I'm not," Blaise said bitterly. I certainly wish I were. He glanced out through the window, noting the star again and suddenly hating their existence. If I haven't spelt it out clearly enough for you yet, let me say this once." He steeled himself. "I love you. I'm in love with you." He felt himself deflate with those words, and suddenly the wall no longer seemed to provide enough support. He sank to the ground, hurling the some ten over bottles he'd ingested.
"Oh..." Was all Ernie could say for a moment as everything that had happened in the past few hours. Still in slight shook, the first thing that popped out of his mouth was, :"Well, that explains the outfit...." Then when he realized what popped out, he blushed. "Blaise...I...I don't know what to say..."
Blaise raised a hand and spelled the mess he'd made away. His head was fucking hurting. "Don't," he said after awhile, expression cold. "I don't expect anything from you. Much less pity."
Taking a deep breath, Ernie knelt down beside him and put a hand down to rub the small of Blaise's back. "Feel better now?" He was ambiguous for a reason but his voice was soft and full of concern.
If anything, Ernie's actions made it impossibly harder for Blaise to breathe normally. He had to slam his palms against the wall to keep from falling altogether. Feeing miserable, but defensive, he pushed Ernie's hands away. "I said I don't want your pity, go snog Boot or something." He felt rather than saw Ernie wince, and a jolt of something shot through him. Only, he couldn't really feel now that the alchohol had completely taken over him.
That had hurt. Alot. Ernie closed his eyes and forced himself not to tear up, though it was tempting. Taking a deep breath, he slowly opened his eyes. "Blaise...why would I want to do that?" He moved closer to Blaise again, putting one hand tentively on the Slytherin's cheek. "Everything I want is right here.
: Blaise felt something flicker within the deep recesses of his drunken state of mind. He couldn’t' place the emotion, but he knew what it made him desire to do. When Ernie's hand stroked his cheek, he realized that Ernie's hand was impossibly cool, as compared to his fevered skin. Instinctively, he grabbed at that hand. "You don't want to do that. Considering I'm drunk and not in the best of moods now. I don't want to do something that would hurt you."
"Would you quite telling me what I should and shouldn't do...If I hadn't listened to you earlier...this might have happened a lot sooner." Ernie was determined to do this right. He'd lost Blaise once, he wasn't gonna let it happen again. Taking a deep breath to add to his confidence, he leaned and kissed Blaise gently, the complete opposite of the kiss they had shared only minutes earlier.
Blaise's eyes went comically wide. He couldn't stop himself from gasping. Unwittingly, his lips parted of their own accord. Blaise was overwhelmed by the sensations invading him. His head was hot, throbbing, but nothing could compare to the agony of the slow sweet pace that Ernie was going at. He felt that he would implode. His hands went up and encircled Ernie's waist. Belatedly, he realized that he was the one pressed against the wall. But when his tongue snaked within the hot, wet, slick heat that was Ernie, all other coherent thought flew out the window.
He grabbed a bunch of Ernie's robes and fisted it behind the boy's back. It finally dawned on him then. Ernie was kissing him. Alcohol and a half-lidded mind were a dangerous combination. Blaise pushed his tongue past Ernie's unresisting lips and delved deep within the other boy. The heat engulfing him was indescribable, a sort of numbing fire. And Ernie's tongue wasn't helping his sanity by snaking ever so slowly against his own. he wanted more of Ernie. Wanted to feel the bare skin under his hand. Self-control be damned, he slipped his hand under Ernie's robes.
Being the more submissive of the two, Ernie was happy to let Balise take control but he gave as good as he got. Blaise'd tongue was waging war on his mouth and Ernie wasn't going to give in without a fight. He was so concentrated on the battle that he didn't even notice the hand under his robes untill he felt Blaise's alochol warmed hand burn on his cool skin. He pulled back as he gasped both in surprise and awe at how...aluring it felt.
Blaise stared into Ernie’s dark brown orbs, missing the feeling of that tongue snaking in his mouth. "It's too late for regrets, you realize?" With that, he flipped their positions around so that Ernie was the one up against the wall. One hand flew up and tugged at the infuriatingly small buttons of Ernie's robes, while the other continued to stroke at Ernie's back. He leaned down to Ernie and sucked gently on the other boy's lips, noting with some delight, that they were a swollen red, yet still incredibly soft.
Ernie couldn't help but grin, even as he was flipped around and being forcedly undressed. "Blaise...I wouldn’t dream of it. Just surprised me is all..." His breath was getting hitched as he bent his head back, Blaise's hands at his front and back making his sensation go into a bit of an overload.
Finally getting his head back, Ernie put his hands on Blaise's shoulder, steadying himself if anything and began nuzzling Blaise's neck with his teeth, remembering Blaise reaction the last time he had been intoxicated and Ernie had done that, except this time, he nipped at the skin gently with his teeth also, leaving small red marks on the other boy's neck.
Blaise bit down on his bottom lip, but somehow his moans still escaped his lips. "Merlin," he whispered throatily. Hastily, he pushed aside Ernie's clothes, not caring that they fell onto the dirt-strewn ground. He shoved Ernie hard against the wall, digging into the other boy and brought Ernie up only to smash their lips together, desperately thrusting into that hot abyss. He was beyond control now, to say he was wild would be a bit of an understatement.
Ernie welcomed the kiss, letting his head lean back against the rough stone to prevent banging his head open. He sucked Blaise's tongue in so he could wrap his own around it. Desperately now, he moved his hands between them and tired desperately to open Blaise's clothes. He felt horribly jealous that Blaise could freely touch him and he was still blocked from the same.
Blaise felt a giddy sort of euphoria when his tongue swirled in Ernie's hot mouth. Ernie gently sucking on it wasn't helping either, it was driving him mad. Dimly registering that Ernie was trying to remove his clothes, he raised one hand to help, while the other continued in its ministrations, encircling Ernie's navel, then leading gentle and teasing trails up and down the side of Ernie's abdomen, discovering the sensitive spots of Ernie.
Every time Blaise got near his belly button or his along his sides, Ernie had to try very hard not to giggle into the kiss and ruin the mood. Then the giggles became shivers as he realized how erotic this whole situation was. Ernie let out a small cry of triumph when he was finally able to push Blaise's robes and shirt over his shoulder and off.
Blaise felt the cold air against his warm skin. Better yet, he felt Ernie. Those soft hands al over him. He ground against Ernie, smacking their bodies together. Somewhere along the lines, Blaise had gotten hard and now that they were finally rid of barriers, Blaise could feel the slick contact of Ernie's golden, well-toned body against his. He had to fight very hard to suppress his instincts.
Ernie felt it too, as he too had become painfully aroused by all this and Blaise's pushing into his hip, only gave him a reminder. Sighing, he raised his hands from where they had been teasing under one of Blaise's nipples and placed them firmly on his chest. He wanted this, oh so badly did he want this...but not like this. "Blaise...your drunk...this isn't a good idea..."
Blaise smacked his bare chest against Ernie's, letting their bodies press deliciously against each other. The feeling of skin against skin, that delightful friction and heat and passion. He smirked down at Ernie. "I thought you liked this." He cupped Ernie's face with one hand while his other hand traveled lowered and encircled Ernie's entrance teasingly. "Look at me in the eye and tell me you don't want this."
Ernie had to fight and swallow hard to prevent his eyes from rolling back in his head and a moan from escaping his lip. Then he closed his eyes and shook his head to gain strength before looking him in the eye. "I do...oh more then anything I do Blaise..." And he honestly did..."But not while your drunk...I don't want either you or me to look back on this as a mistake..."
: "You talk too much, McMillian." With just that, Blaise captured Ernie's lips in his own again. He encircled the other boy in his arms and pressed Ernie down on the ground. His hands roamed to the lower regions and clamped around Ernie's erection. As he stroke the writhing boy under him, he reached for his wand. Praying that he wouldn't hurt the other boy, and using his talented tongue to distract the Hufflepuff for a moment, he pushed tip of his wand into Ernie and whispered a quick lubrication spell.
As Blaise kissed him, Ernie forced himself to just relax. This was happening wether he liked it or not and to be honest....he didn't care so much that Blaise was drunk. Blaise loved him and wanted him...that's was more then Ernie had ever hoped for. He was so lost in thought that the hand on his erection and the wand entering what was virgin territory made him start with a loud gasp.
Blaise applied more pressure on Ernie's cock, realizing that the other boy was tensing up. "Relax," he whispered is a low husky tone against Ernie's ear. He continued licking at the expanse of neck exposed to him, all the while, massaging Ernie's rapidly hardening cock. "I promise to make this good." Then he pressed a finger into Ernie, searching for that spot in the other boy that Blaise knew Ernie hadn't been introduced to yet.
Blaise was right, Ernie was tense, but Blaise licking his neck and massaging places below was stirring up so many new sensations that he let out a small keen from the back of his throat. He tried very hard to relax, distracting himself by using his hands to feel up and down Blaise's back and ass, memorizing every inch under his fingertips. It did the trick for he was relaxed and looking up into Blaise's eyes when the other boy pushed his finger into him, before closing his eyes as he got used to the odd feeling...though his eyes burst open with a yelp when Blaise finally found what he was looking for.
Blaise smirk grew wider. "Like it yet?" he asked teasingly. He added another finger and pushed even deeper into Ernie. This time, he concentrated his mouth's efforts on sucking at the pink nubs of Ernie's nipples. He swirled his tongue against it and felt it harden under his efforts. Deciding from Ernie's ill-retrained moans that the boy was ready, Blaise barked out a command. "Turn around."
In response to Blaise's question, Ernie had lifted his head and captured his mouth in a fierce kiss before allowing him to move lower. It had never dawned on the Puff that one's nipples could eb so sensitive...but Blaise was driving him nuts. He barely noticed the second finger entering him, as he was tossing his haad from side to side, small moans escaping. When Blaise commanded him to move, Ernie had to bite his lip to compose himself, before slowly flipping over, wincing slightly as his now very hard and sensitive cock brushed the cold stone.
Blaise couldn't help but feel full of himself when he noticed Ernie's willingness to obey his commands. He bent down and whispered against Ernie's ear as he removed his fingers from Ernie and placed the tip of his own erection against the other boy's entrance, purposely leaving the boy's straining erection unattended. "Do you want this, Ernie? Tell me what you want."
Ernie was leaning on his elbows as after all the work Blaise had done on his nipple, he wasn't about to touch them to the cold floor. His head hung down as he took deep breath, the situation dawning on him as he felt Blaise's cock ready to take the lunge inside of him. Surprising even himself, Ernie didn't want anything else more in the world. "Please Blaise....I want this...want you..." His voice was barely a whisper as it was the most he could get out with all the pent up emotion. He glanced over his shoulder at Blaise shyly as he waited.
Blaise decided to spare Ernie the torture. He thrust into Ernie at an agonizingly slow pace, not wanting to hurt the other boy. Blaise gripped Ernie's shoulders tighter as he lowered himself into the other boy, the pressure around him was just too much. Ernie felt so good, it was so fucking tight! Blaise bit back a moan. "Oh Merlin," he whispered. Not able to restraint himself anymore, he took the plunge, hitting that spot for Ernie at the exact angle. Blaise wanted to do this right, it meant so much to him. He wanted them both to go over the edge together.
Chin dropped to his chest, Ernie's eyes were closed and his mouth was open, though now cries or moans came out. It was a wordless shock as he got used to the feel of Blaise inside him and how...how right it felt. How full and complete if made him feel. Unconsciously, he shifted his hips back toward Blaise, burying the other's boys cock inside him, as if to increase the feeling. A single tear fell from his left eye as Blaise thurst in, hitting his mark and Ernie finally moaned softly.
Blaise sped up hs movements, thrusting harder and faster. His right hand crept round to wrap around Ernie's cock. Gently, he fisted the other boy's erection, applying just the right amount of force as he stroked the other boy to completion. Finally, there was only a short brief tensing of a warning Blaise had before Ernie came right over his hands. Blaise followed soon after, releasing warm hot seed right inside Ernie, in the mimicry of lovemaking. He collapsed onto the ground, bringing the other boy down on him. Blaise was totally spent. "That was the greatest shag I'd ever had." He pressed a soft kiss onto Ernie's forehead. "And that's because it was you."
Ernie couldn’t believe how calm and complete he felt, not to mention sleepy as he cuddled himself against Blaise.. He stifled a yawn by nuzzling his face into Blaise's neck, smiling gently as he kissed the skin afterwards. "I'm glad my first was you..." He whispered gently into the other's ear. "I love you...Blaise Zabini." He murmured as he drifted off.
Blaise stiffened when he heard that. Ernie said... that he loved him? He watched the rise and fall of the other boy's chest as Ernie fell into slumber. Shaking his head, he pushed the thoughts aside and enlarged his cloak so that it was enough to cover the both of them. Then, placing his arm protectively around Ernie, Blaise fell into a sweet, peaceful sleep beside his boyfriend.
Porn # 2:
Toby and I were bored Sunday night and we wanted to log XP, except there was no circumstance for Warren to interact with Tommy or Alex IC. So, naturally, we went AU. Totally AU. Warning: 8 pages in word.
Life was quite stressful for an attorney, and nobody else on the planet could attest to that fact any more than one Warren K. Worthington, III who had decided to take his afternoon off to go and people watch at the local skate park. Yes, it was probably a little odd for the skaters to see a well-groomed young man of approximately 22 years old dressed in a three piece suit watching them from behind a pair of expensive Oakleys, but Warren didn't care. He was there to watch the skaters do what they do best and maybe enjoy a bit of the prime skater flesh that always seemed to turn up. So, with that, he sat down and allowed his eyes to become unfocused as he started trying to pick up the signals that usually led to a nice evening of 'entertainment'
The wheels of his board wavered only a moment before they left the pavement of the half pipe, one hand going down to grab said board, the other grabbing the rail at the top. Alex Summers couldn't help a grin as his board expertly meets that pavement again and he moves down the half pipe again, momentum carrying him up the other side, where he executed a perfect 360. Once at the bottom again, he slowed his board, high -fiving some of the other skaters before moving off to a side bench, where he pulled off his sweat soaked t-shirt, revealing what looked like a short sleeved black wetsuit, with a white, sparking circle on the chest. Grinning to himself, still high from the well done moves, Alex uncorked a water bottle and took a long drink, not even noticing the man sitting near him.
Warren's eye had been caught by the showmanship of the blond guy on the half pipe, and as Alex removed his sweaty t-shirt, Warren let out a soft gasp. This young man certainly had a lot to offer, but he hadn't been sending out the signals that Warren usually associated with an easy score.
Sighing as the water helped to cool him off, Alex sat down to watch the next skater to attempt tricks on the half-pipe. The next skater was slightly older then Alex and had hair the brightest color of green. The other skater didn't have nearly the finesse of Alex, but still, he couldn't take his eyes off him. The other boy was gorgeous and if Alex didn't know he had some blonde bimboo girlfriend...sighing, he fidgeted his seat as his shorts and the suit underneath got uncomfortable.
:Warren noticed Alex's uncomfortable fidgeting and allowed his eyes to follow the other boy's gaze. What he saw was a most promising sight. It seemed the cute little skater Warren had his eyes on might just be worth taking the risk on anyway. With the smirk of a guy who was quite used to picking people up, Warren approached the blond and sidled up beside him for a couple minutes before he spoke. "He doesn't hold a candle to you."
Blinking in suprise, Alex sat on his hands, making sure they didn't stray any farther to the problem area then they had a moment ago. After a breath he turned ot the older man, his bright, slightly goofy smile returned. "I uh....thanks man. Leo's pretty shibby....but dude, if you say so, I'm not one to say no to praise!" He realized he sounded like a dumb blonde skater and while that would pick up chicks in Hawaii...it certainly wouldn't have any affect on this gorgeous business man.
Warren smiled and looked at Alex from behind the polarized lenses and gave him the exact same smirk that he'd approached with. "I don't know about how 'shibby' he is, but I can tell from how he moves on that board that he's not got the core athletic ability that you appear to have." he explained, cocking his head and raising an eyebrow to see if the skater took the bait.
Alex almost sighed in relief. The 'skater talk' just popped out when he wasn't thinking and thankfully, it hadn't scared this guy away. Now that he realized he had the man's interest, Alex smiled to himself. "I was a surfer in Hawaii for years...helps with balance on a board but does nothing for my vocabulary." He looked up at the man, before standing up, showing off just tiny bit as he did so. "And did you sir just happen to be passing by?"
Warren couldn't help but find his attention drawn to the contours of the sexy skater's body and Warren noticed that his hand-tailored trousers were starting to tent ever so slightly as a lot of rather erotic thoughts began to race through his head before he was able to stop himself. "Oh, I can tell!" he said in response to Alex's revelation of his surfer boy background. "And I tend to stop by from time to time. I find that watching the carefree attitudes of skaters is a good way for me to forget all my stresses."
: That revelation made Alex grin brightly, his thumbs looping themselves in his belt loops, pulling his short down slightly by his navel, showing abs even through the skin tight, black suit. "Yeah, ain't no life like the skater's life..." Then his grin turned inot a smirk as he eyed the man, up and down. The guy looked too young to match the suit, but that wasn't what stuck Alex. The guy had the facial features of a minor, maybe even major, god and he had to stop himself from drooling at the thought of the body that went with it. This could be fun. "Something tells me...that's not the only thing you came down here for...."
"Oh, what makes you say that?" Warren asked taking off his sunglasses to show his beautiful blue eyes. He had a hard time keeping himself from grabbing the young man and ravishing him right then and there. The skater had the body of an angel, and Warren knew a bit about those.
Blue met blue for a second before Alex turned away, shrugging his shoulder easily as he took a step past Warren, looking back over at the half pipe. "Because your watching me like I was surfing....not skating." He looked over his shoulder slightly at the business man to give him a playful wink. Easily, he bent down to retrieve his board, standing up painstakingly slowly.
Warren found himself a bit thrown off balance by Alex's assessment. Not to mention the obvious relish it seemed that Alex was taking by showing off his perfect ass to Warren. "Oh, and is there something wrong with doing that?" he asked as Alex finally stood up, giving him a coy smirk. Flirting almost was like a chess game to Warren, with moves and countermoves and gambits that would either pay off or fall flat depending on the other person playing the game.
Alex repeated his smooth shrug, "Dude, did I say there was?" Now he took a few steps closer to Warren, until he was looking him in the eye. "Plus, some of us liked to be looked at." He immediately turned to pick up the rest of his stuff, pitching it into a rough looking backpack.
Warren found the flirtation almost too much to bear as he felt an electric connection between them and realized that just maybe he'd found his 'easy score' for the evening. "I can sympathize with that. You need a ride somewhere?" Warren asked as he watched Alex's backside once again, this time asking the question with the ease of someone being casually conversational.
Alex cocked his head as he made conversation, though he knew he wouldn't make it to whatever he responded with. "Manchester...if it's on your way." His eyes narrowed when he looked over his shoulder once more at Warren. "I live at the Xavier place...Hope you don't have a problem with mutants..." He turned fully around and squared his shoulders, the backpack hanging of one as a read glow engulfed one hand.
Warren was a bit surprised. It was just his luck that he picked up a mutant. "Oh, I think I can deal with it..." he said, giving Alex a smile that was just a touch mysterious.
Alex nodded curtly and red glow was gone. The white circle on his chest dimmed for a moment then with the backpack on one shoulder and his board under his arm. He stepped up next to him. "Shall we?"
Warren nodded and gestured towards the parking lot where his Mercedes was parked. "That's a nice trick you do." Warren said once they'd gotten closer to his car and he'd deactivated the alarm and unlocked the whole thing
Standing by the trunk, Alex waited for him to pop it so he could put his board and stuff in it. He didn't think the buisness man would appreciate his dirty things in his car. Once he slammed it shut, he looked over the top at the man. "This is a nice car you drive..." He really didn't want to get into it. Powers that kill people tend to do that. He opened the door before saying, "And if you thought my tricks on a board as good...just wait and see." Alex inked playfully as slipt down and into the expensive car.
Warren got in behind the wheel of his car and within a matter of minutes, the two of them were cruising towards Manchester with the windows down and the sunroof open. "I hope you don't mind. I just love the feeling of the wind in my face." he said, leaning over and talking over the sound of the rushing wind.
His eyes were closed and one hand rested on the outside of the car. "Hey, no worries here. It's like catching a wave, without the water..." Alex had a lazy smile on his face, his other hand going up to run itself through his longer then normal blonde hair.
Warren drove with the speed and precision that seemed almost uncanny. It also became quite apparent that he knew his way towards Xavier's quite well. "So, tell me a bit about yourself." he said as they turned down a road that was something of a local shortcut to the Xavier place.
This was odd...and he hadn't excepted to actually be taken back to Xavier's...didn't this guy...he gave a mental shrug. Well, at least he hadn't had to take the bus back. Though the use of shortcuts Alex thought only Scott knew was a bit odd..."I lived in Hawaii alone up until two years ago. Was a professional surfer for a while. Then my big brother found me and brought me here where I have to make do with skating." He wasn't about to go personal. This guy may be gorgeous and hopefully gonna fuck him raw...but Alex wasn't stupid either. But a first name couldn't hurt, if only to get the guy's. "Alex is the name."
Warren looked over at the former surfer and noticed that he seemed a bit disappointed that they were heading to Xavier's. Of course, what Alex didn't realize is that Warren had recently purchased some property nearby so that Warren would be able to fly without worrying about being seen. So they kept driving for a while before he responded "The name's Warren."
When they drove past Xavier's, Alex sat up in his seat then turned to look at the driver with a curious look. Was he trying to fake him out or something? Playing it cool, he sat back in the seat again and crossed his arms over his chest. Putting on an attitude of false annoyance he pointed out, "Hey, I think ya missed it."
Warren continued to look straight ahead as Alex showed his mock annoyance. "No, I didn't. I was thinking that it's such a nice afternoon that we could go for a walk." he told Alex as they drove on. "That is, if you feel like it." he added a couple seconds later as they pulled up to the gates of another well-appointed house and Warren rolled down the window to punch in the code to open the gates.
That sounded better. He relax back into the seat as the house came into view and he leaned forward again when the car stopped. "Dude, you live here?" Man who was this guy?
Once he'd finished entering the code he smiled a bit and they started forward through the open gates. "Yes, I do. Well, at least occasionally I do. Most days I tend to stay in my apartment in the city, but I guessed I'd take the opportunity to come up here." he explained as they reached the end of the driveway and Warren parked the car.
Alex couldn't help the impressive whistle he let loose as he got out of the car. Wait...Warren...money...too young for his suit. Alex almost tripped over his own two feet turning around. "Your Warren Worthington!"
Warren broke into a smile as Alex guessed his identity. "Guilty as charged. I guess that must mean you've heard of me." he said, stretching his knotted muscles which were terribly cramped. Of course that was nothing compared to the cramps in his wings, which were just dying to be freed from their confinement.
"Duh! Your one of the wealthiest men in the city....possibly the country!" He ran a hand through his hair, one of his nervous habits before slowly crossing the front of the car, composing himself as stepped. "Damn, I'm glad I thought you were drop dead sexy before..." He drew a finger up the front of Warren's suit. "The money doesn't matter when one is presented with this, or well....what's under it." He'd raised up on the balls of his feet "Though, I don't know if this skater is quite worthy..." Smirking, he entwined his fingers with the other man's . "Where too?"
Warren looked into Alex's eyes and gave him one of his little smiles. "Well, I was going to suggest a walk, maybe some coffee. But then again if you think I'm drop dead sexy now, might I suggest we skip all that and I show you around the place?" he asked, biting his lower lip in a way that indicated that what he meant by 'show you around the place' was code for 'show you my bedroom'
Oh Alex got the message loud and clear and he grinned. "I would love for you to show me around the place. It looks beautiful. " He nodded to Warren twitching shoulders. "And maybe I can help you with that...and that." As he glanced down at the still present tent in Warren's trousers that were probably worth more then he ever owned.
Warren smiled again "Oh, really now? Well, we'll just have to see about that." he said as he nodded and gestured to Alex to come with him. "The staff has the week off since I wasn't planning on coming up here today and it's the off-season, so I hope you don't mind us being in the house all alone..." he explained as he took out a key and turned it in the lock to open the door into the spacious foyer.
Alone with this beautiful man, in this beautiful house...this day just got better. "You kidding? Alone with you? I feel like I've died and gone to heaven!" He was shifting his weight from side to side anxiously as he waited for the other to open the door, the white circle starting to spark more then normal
Warren opened the door and gestured for Alex to enter first. "Oh, you just wait and see. You may be more right about that than you know." Warren said, not quite realizing the different ways that the statement could be taken.
Taking the clue, Alex went inside and stood in the middle of foyer, looking around with a gaping smile. "Dude, you didn't spare any expense did ya?" The light from a skylight above hit him and he grinned as he felt his power flow through him, then he shot a grin over to Warren. "Which way?"
Warren closed the door after they'd both entered the foyer and locked it, deciding that he didn't want to be disturbed for what was going to happen next. Once he was done, he turned to face Alex and approached him. "Well, we could either start here and work our way upstairs, or we could just go straight to the most important room in the house and go from there." he said, approaching Alex and placing his hand on Alex's well-developed chest.
Alex grinned up at him, pushing slightly into the hand, wanting very much to get this stupid suit off; his and Warrens. "Well...that would depended on how patient you are?" He smirked softly.
Warren's hand massaged Alex's pec as he smirked and leaned into whisper into Alex's ear "I'm one of the most impatient fuckers you'll ever meet." he said, punctuating the statement with a playful bite to the earlobe.
Closing his eyes he leaned his forehead against Warren's shoulder. "Good, because I don't know how much longer I can last..." He moves his hips against Warren's thigh, to illustrate his point.
Warren felt the firmness pressing against his thigh and he broke into a broad smile. "Well then, we better get cracking." he said, kissing Alex gently on the forehead and he unbuttoning his jacket.
Grinning almost ferally, Alex squatted down to slip off his shoes and socks. It wasn't a normal priority, but Alex liked being barefoot, except while skating. And of course, this gave him an excellent view of what he was dealing with. His grinned brightened as he looked down, letting his hair fall in front of his face.
Warren's jacket and vest were off in the matter of seconds it had taken for Alex to remove his shoes and socks. Warren's manhood was also once again on the rise, so Alex most certainly got an eyeful while he was down there. "You liking what you see Alex?" he asked smiling quite broadly.
As he was down there, Alex shucked off his shorts, leaving him in the skin-tight suit that went down to his knees. He kneeled down on one knee, hugging the other to his chest, smirking up at Warren. "Very much so."
Warren continued shucking his own clothes as Alex did so that by the time that Alex was in the skin-tight suit, Warren was finished unbuttoning his dress shirt revealing his ribbed cotton A-shirt with a light sprinkling of golden hair capping the visible portion of his pecs and what appeared to be some sort of bands running across his chest and abs. "Good to here. Now, I've got something to show you. Promise that you won't shout?" he asked, his hands rubbing at one of the buckles to the upper band across his torso
Alex was too busy tying to compose himself as this man was unpeeled before his eyes. He could only nod from where his head rested on his knee which he still have hugged against his chest.
Warren undid both the buckles and unlaced the bands in response to Alex's nod. As soon as the bands were undone, Warren let out a deep sigh much like the sigh of someone who was taking off a pair of hideously uncomfortable shoes. After a second of that, he removed his dress shirt and pulled it off to reveal a pair of beautifully-feathered white wings.
Alex's jaw literally almost hit the floor as the beautiful wings unfurled and expanses of golden skin were revealed. Since they were both still in the light from the skylight, Alex looked like he was looking at something from another world. "Wow..."was about the extent he could get out...
Warren stood there and smiled at Alex. "Yeah, now I guess you know why I didn't think that it was such a big deal that you were a mutant..." Warren explained sheepishly as he undid his belt to allow his trousers to fall to the ground. Of course, that didn't happen because Warren's straining erection kept the pants well-tented and on his body.
Smirking gently with an amused roll of his eyes, Alex closed the slight distance between them, still on his knees and helped Warren with his small problem. As he pulled the trousers down and helped Warren step out of them, he took a deep breath, relishing the smell of the other's arousal right by his face.
Warren's red silk boxers were still tented, but Warren didn't care. He shucked what clothes remained and stood there in his proud angelic glory before Alex. "Now...your turn." he said, kneeling next to Alex and planting a big kiss on the younger boy, his hand gently tracing the every contour of Alex's body, paying special attention to Alex's own aroused member.
Moaning softly, Alex allowed him until he pushed Warren back. Holding up one hand as if to say 'give me moment', he reached up with the other to reach behind his neck and undoing the hidden clasp Forge had designed and the suit practically fell away, leaving him the clothed equal to Warren.
Warren hungrily 'pounced' upon the now completely nude Alex, peppering him with kisses and other signs of affection as the blond angel ground his rock hard erection against the blond sex god's own engorged cock. "I want you." Warren gasped once he broke the kiss.
Alex closed his eyes as he let out a strangled yelp as their cocks touch, his head dipping to meet his chest as he leaned against his own personal angel. His hands were grasping at Warren's sides, tryign to touch everything at once. "Please...I need you..." He managed to gasp out, lifting his head again so he could match his statement with a rough kiss.
Warren's breathing was irregular as he drew Alex closer using his wings. "You know, this ass of yours-" he squeezed the perfect roundness of the orbs of Alex's bum to punctuate the thought "-it's just asking to be ridden like a wild, unbroken mustang."
Groaning softly as his sensitive skin was caressed by the soft feathers, he nuzzled Warren's neck as one hand went down to gently wrap around Warren's beautiful dick. Smirking, he nipped at Warren's ear. "Well then cowboy....let's see if you can' get this colt to break..."
Warren just grinned at Alex's response. "Well then, ride 'em cowboy" he responded, his index finger sliding between the wonderful perfectness of Alex's ass and massaging the hole therein. "Mmm...nice..." he said, slowly inserting his finger into the hole, so as to get Alex ready for the angel's dick that was going to be impaling him in a short while.
The hand that wasn't around the angel's cock came up to wrap around his neck so Alex can support himself as the finger digs into him. He closes his eyes as the familiar sensations come, yet manage to overwhelm him every time. Finally, he glances up through his bangs and grins. "Come on cowboy...I could buck you right off." As if to demonstrate he bucked his hips which removed the finger, at the same time he began to swirl his thumb around the head of Warren's arousal.
Warren looked at Alex with pure animal lust. He wanted into this cocky little skater/surfer and he wanted to show him badly. "Alright then. It's time to break this little colt. Let's hear him whinny." he said, pulling Alex to him. "Turn around..." he growled into the other blonde’s ear, his free hand stroking the younger’s own hard manhood.
Smirking as Alex captured Warren's lips in another kiss, being imitating a horse whinny as he turned in the angel's gasp, sighing softly when feathers brushed his cheek. He had to bit down a squeal as he felt his back fit up against those strong abs and pec, Warren's cock pressing against his lower back.
Warren spat on his hand and then rubbed it along the length of his cock. Granted, it wasn't the best lubrication in the world, but at least it was better than screwing the young mutant without anything. "Time to mount this colt..." he said to himself as he slowly pressed his cock against Alex's tight hole until he felt the head of his dick slide in. "Oh, yeah..."
Alex threw his head back so it leaned against Warren's shoulder, nuzzling into Warren's neck to distract him self from the pain entry always caused at first. His right arm moved behind Warren's neck, the other clenching and unclenching at his side. Biting his lip, he forced himself not to cry out...not to break until he had all of the angel's glorious length inside him.
Warren continued to feed in the entire length, going slowly so that Alex had a chance to adjust to him before more was inserted. Once Warren had inserted his entirety into Alex, he started to gently fuck Alex, building up to a frenzied pace. Plowing into Alex felt so much better to Warren than any of the other little skater punks he'd picked up over the past few months, and Warren was right about one thing. Alex was a much better than Leo in all matters, to that Warren could now attest.
Every time more was fed into him, he gave a small gasp but one it was all inside, Alex forced himself to relax and warmth began to spread from his groin up. His free hand moved to encircle his own straining cock, stroking in time to Warren. The Angel was easily the biggest and most experienced he'd ever had inside him, his previous experience having only been other boys at the mansion. This...this was honestly heaven and his body agreed as he finally let loose a sharp keen from the back of his throat.
Warren was turned on even more by the sound that Alex was making, so the force with which Warren had been fucking Alex only intensified. There was something insanely familiar about the sensations he was feeling while he was fucking the brains out of this hot little stud, but Warren couldn't exactly place it. If he had to say in that moment who this reminded him of more than anyone else, he'd have had to say either his on again/off again relationship with Bobby or the single drunken encounter he'd had with Scott more than a year and a half ago. "Oh, you like that, do you?" he moaned, wrapping one of his hands around Alex's staining cock and jacking it for all he was worth.
Removing the hand he'd had around his own cock, Alex let Warren have it, submissive enough to give over control, not that he wanted it at the moment. It was hard enough to keep his thoughts together as it was, much less control himself. Gritting his teeth, he finally opened his eyes which had previously been clamps shut to look up at the beautiful angle fucking his brains out. "IF you stopped, I'd blast your head off..." He growled out softly before sucking a the line of Warren's jaw.
Warren growled back at him, now ravaging the skater's ass with the force and speed he was fucking with. "So violent. Well then, it's a good thing I've got no plans to stop" he hissed into Alex's ear as he started to feel himself building towards a climax. By now Warren's entire body was soaked with sweat, his hair tightly plastered to his head as he continued to fuck the brains out of the mutant codenamed Havok.
Alex keened again, shaking his head as Warren's furious pumping both on his cock and inside him. He could feel his back sliding on the now sweat lubricated chest, that alone causing another small keen to escape his lips. Finally, He clamped his eyes shut and claimed the angel's mouth in a furious kiss as he came all over Warren's fist and felt himself tighten around the cock inside him
The kiss combined with the sensation of Alex's seed all over Warren's fist was enough to send Warren over the edge and shooting a massive amount of his own deep into Alex, so much so that a tiny bit began to leak. "Alex, you're the best damn fuck I've had in a long, long time" Warren whispered to Alex, his cock still buried deep in Alex's ass.
Groaning as Warren came within him, Alex fell bonelessly back against the other, his body completely worn out but he still managed to nuzzle his head against the shoulder behind him. "I...I haven't felt this completely broken before...." He lifted his head for a moment to wink. "Same here cowboy." Then Alex dropped his head back down, enjoying the feel of still being connected to this amazing creature.
Warren gently kissed Alex's shoulder as they lay there together. For once, the angel was totally spent. "You know something? You've done something to me that nobody, not even Charles' golden boy managed to do..." he said as he brushed Alex's bangs away from his eyes.
Turning over so he could look the angel in the eyes as he cuddled against him, making sure the other was still inside him, even if they were both flaccid. "What?" He asked lazily before his brain caught up to his mouth. 'Wait...wasn't Scott....' It took Alex a few moments to get up enough energy to blush.
Warren noticed the blush and cocked his head slightly in response to the question. "Oh, you know Scott?" he asked, a little surprised to hear someone who was obviously younger than the mutant known as Cyclops by his first name, usually it was 'Mr. Summers' or 'Cyclops'
Alex couldn't help it, he let out a small bark of laughter.. "He...Scott's..." A tear escaped him as he hid his face in Warren's shoulder again to compose himself, his shoulders still shaking with laughter. "Scott is my brother...My name is Alex Summers..."
Warren was admittedly a little shocked. After all, it wasn't every day that a man discovers that he's had sex with the younger brother of one of his classmates. "Well then, I must say...I never would've guessed. Scott's so...restrained and you're so very passionate." he admitted, looking at Alex again, this time with a new set of eyes.
Alex managed a smirk. "He takes after our father, military man through and through....I take after our mother who kept our father sane with her spirit. Or so our grand parents told us..." He was so relaxed that he didn't even find it weird that he was talking about Scott after the most mind blowing sex of his life. "So...what were you saying before...?" He mumbled as he began to kiss and suck up Warren's jaw bone.
Warren chuckled a bit at Alex's single-mindedness. Now, that was definitely quite a bit like Scott. "Ah, yes... you've made me want to go to the bedroom and see if I can get a repeat performance out of you but this time-" he said, leaning in right next to Alex's ear before he whispered his request, "-I want you inside me."
Blinks in surprised, Alex found the energy to pull his head up to look down at Warren, who looked like the cat who got the goldfish. "I.. uh...You want me inside you? Warren Worrthingon? Most Fucking gorgeous man I've ever seen....wants me in you...." He looked away for a moment blankly then back down with a bright grin. "Would so be my honor dude...." He leaned into kiss the hot sweaty man, slowly and sweetly.
Warren smirked at that and gestured up the stairs. "Well then, shall we?"
Alex dropped his head against Warren's chest, having used up all the spare energy he had. The boy couldn't believe how utterly exhausted he was. "Give me a minute...or five." He snuggled closer up to Warren, yawning a tad sleepily. "You wore me out. Gotta get my strength up if before I can attempt to try it with you..." Yawning again, he tapered it off the skin under where his head lay.
Warren nodded and smiled as he gently stroked Alex's hair "No rush..." he finally said, inwardly thanking his lucky stars. What luck he had, going out to pick up an easy score and instead finding someone who (for probably the first time in his life) he wouldn't mind waking up to see for at least another few months.
In other words, I ahd a good day today. I went over to Smith Field to take pictures for Ag, Art and Society and found out that there is a dog run behind it. I went down to take pictures and ended up instead walking around the field for a an hour talking with an older Animal Science major who was out running his dog. It was one of the more pleasent evenings I've had in a while. And the best part is, I didn't get his name.
Porn #1:
Brenda and I wanted our boys to be happy. Im game thier relationship right now is so sad and twisted. This thread betweem Blaise and Ernie being a prime example. Well, this is an alternate ending to that thread, where Ernie doesn't run away and things get, well, hot.
"I'm not," Blaise said bitterly. I certainly wish I were. He glanced out through the window, noting the star again and suddenly hating their existence. If I haven't spelt it out clearly enough for you yet, let me say this once." He steeled himself. "I love you. I'm in love with you." He felt himself deflate with those words, and suddenly the wall no longer seemed to provide enough support. He sank to the ground, hurling the some ten over bottles he'd ingested.
"Oh..." Was all Ernie could say for a moment as everything that had happened in the past few hours. Still in slight shook, the first thing that popped out of his mouth was, :"Well, that explains the outfit...." Then when he realized what popped out, he blushed. "Blaise...I...I don't know what to say..."
Blaise raised a hand and spelled the mess he'd made away. His head was fucking hurting. "Don't," he said after awhile, expression cold. "I don't expect anything from you. Much less pity."
Taking a deep breath, Ernie knelt down beside him and put a hand down to rub the small of Blaise's back. "Feel better now?" He was ambiguous for a reason but his voice was soft and full of concern.
If anything, Ernie's actions made it impossibly harder for Blaise to breathe normally. He had to slam his palms against the wall to keep from falling altogether. Feeing miserable, but defensive, he pushed Ernie's hands away. "I said I don't want your pity, go snog Boot or something." He felt rather than saw Ernie wince, and a jolt of something shot through him. Only, he couldn't really feel now that the alchohol had completely taken over him.
That had hurt. Alot. Ernie closed his eyes and forced himself not to tear up, though it was tempting. Taking a deep breath, he slowly opened his eyes. "Blaise...why would I want to do that?" He moved closer to Blaise again, putting one hand tentively on the Slytherin's cheek. "Everything I want is right here.
: Blaise felt something flicker within the deep recesses of his drunken state of mind. He couldn’t' place the emotion, but he knew what it made him desire to do. When Ernie's hand stroked his cheek, he realized that Ernie's hand was impossibly cool, as compared to his fevered skin. Instinctively, he grabbed at that hand. "You don't want to do that. Considering I'm drunk and not in the best of moods now. I don't want to do something that would hurt you."
"Would you quite telling me what I should and shouldn't do...If I hadn't listened to you earlier...this might have happened a lot sooner." Ernie was determined to do this right. He'd lost Blaise once, he wasn't gonna let it happen again. Taking a deep breath to add to his confidence, he leaned and kissed Blaise gently, the complete opposite of the kiss they had shared only minutes earlier.
Blaise's eyes went comically wide. He couldn't stop himself from gasping. Unwittingly, his lips parted of their own accord. Blaise was overwhelmed by the sensations invading him. His head was hot, throbbing, but nothing could compare to the agony of the slow sweet pace that Ernie was going at. He felt that he would implode. His hands went up and encircled Ernie's waist. Belatedly, he realized that he was the one pressed against the wall. But when his tongue snaked within the hot, wet, slick heat that was Ernie, all other coherent thought flew out the window.
He grabbed a bunch of Ernie's robes and fisted it behind the boy's back. It finally dawned on him then. Ernie was kissing him. Alcohol and a half-lidded mind were a dangerous combination. Blaise pushed his tongue past Ernie's unresisting lips and delved deep within the other boy. The heat engulfing him was indescribable, a sort of numbing fire. And Ernie's tongue wasn't helping his sanity by snaking ever so slowly against his own. he wanted more of Ernie. Wanted to feel the bare skin under his hand. Self-control be damned, he slipped his hand under Ernie's robes.
Being the more submissive of the two, Ernie was happy to let Balise take control but he gave as good as he got. Blaise'd tongue was waging war on his mouth and Ernie wasn't going to give in without a fight. He was so concentrated on the battle that he didn't even notice the hand under his robes untill he felt Blaise's alochol warmed hand burn on his cool skin. He pulled back as he gasped both in surprise and awe at how...aluring it felt.
Blaise stared into Ernie’s dark brown orbs, missing the feeling of that tongue snaking in his mouth. "It's too late for regrets, you realize?" With that, he flipped their positions around so that Ernie was the one up against the wall. One hand flew up and tugged at the infuriatingly small buttons of Ernie's robes, while the other continued to stroke at Ernie's back. He leaned down to Ernie and sucked gently on the other boy's lips, noting with some delight, that they were a swollen red, yet still incredibly soft.
Ernie couldn't help but grin, even as he was flipped around and being forcedly undressed. "Blaise...I wouldn’t dream of it. Just surprised me is all..." His breath was getting hitched as he bent his head back, Blaise's hands at his front and back making his sensation go into a bit of an overload.
Finally getting his head back, Ernie put his hands on Blaise's shoulder, steadying himself if anything and began nuzzling Blaise's neck with his teeth, remembering Blaise reaction the last time he had been intoxicated and Ernie had done that, except this time, he nipped at the skin gently with his teeth also, leaving small red marks on the other boy's neck.
Blaise bit down on his bottom lip, but somehow his moans still escaped his lips. "Merlin," he whispered throatily. Hastily, he pushed aside Ernie's clothes, not caring that they fell onto the dirt-strewn ground. He shoved Ernie hard against the wall, digging into the other boy and brought Ernie up only to smash their lips together, desperately thrusting into that hot abyss. He was beyond control now, to say he was wild would be a bit of an understatement.
Ernie welcomed the kiss, letting his head lean back against the rough stone to prevent banging his head open. He sucked Blaise's tongue in so he could wrap his own around it. Desperately now, he moved his hands between them and tired desperately to open Blaise's clothes. He felt horribly jealous that Blaise could freely touch him and he was still blocked from the same.
Blaise felt a giddy sort of euphoria when his tongue swirled in Ernie's hot mouth. Ernie gently sucking on it wasn't helping either, it was driving him mad. Dimly registering that Ernie was trying to remove his clothes, he raised one hand to help, while the other continued in its ministrations, encircling Ernie's navel, then leading gentle and teasing trails up and down the side of Ernie's abdomen, discovering the sensitive spots of Ernie.
Every time Blaise got near his belly button or his along his sides, Ernie had to try very hard not to giggle into the kiss and ruin the mood. Then the giggles became shivers as he realized how erotic this whole situation was. Ernie let out a small cry of triumph when he was finally able to push Blaise's robes and shirt over his shoulder and off.
Blaise felt the cold air against his warm skin. Better yet, he felt Ernie. Those soft hands al over him. He ground against Ernie, smacking their bodies together. Somewhere along the lines, Blaise had gotten hard and now that they were finally rid of barriers, Blaise could feel the slick contact of Ernie's golden, well-toned body against his. He had to fight very hard to suppress his instincts.
Ernie felt it too, as he too had become painfully aroused by all this and Blaise's pushing into his hip, only gave him a reminder. Sighing, he raised his hands from where they had been teasing under one of Blaise's nipples and placed them firmly on his chest. He wanted this, oh so badly did he want this...but not like this. "Blaise...your drunk...this isn't a good idea..."
Blaise smacked his bare chest against Ernie's, letting their bodies press deliciously against each other. The feeling of skin against skin, that delightful friction and heat and passion. He smirked down at Ernie. "I thought you liked this." He cupped Ernie's face with one hand while his other hand traveled lowered and encircled Ernie's entrance teasingly. "Look at me in the eye and tell me you don't want this."
Ernie had to fight and swallow hard to prevent his eyes from rolling back in his head and a moan from escaping his lip. Then he closed his eyes and shook his head to gain strength before looking him in the eye. "I do...oh more then anything I do Blaise..." And he honestly did..."But not while your drunk...I don't want either you or me to look back on this as a mistake..."
: "You talk too much, McMillian." With just that, Blaise captured Ernie's lips in his own again. He encircled the other boy in his arms and pressed Ernie down on the ground. His hands roamed to the lower regions and clamped around Ernie's erection. As he stroke the writhing boy under him, he reached for his wand. Praying that he wouldn't hurt the other boy, and using his talented tongue to distract the Hufflepuff for a moment, he pushed tip of his wand into Ernie and whispered a quick lubrication spell.
As Blaise kissed him, Ernie forced himself to just relax. This was happening wether he liked it or not and to be honest....he didn't care so much that Blaise was drunk. Blaise loved him and wanted him...that's was more then Ernie had ever hoped for. He was so lost in thought that the hand on his erection and the wand entering what was virgin territory made him start with a loud gasp.
Blaise applied more pressure on Ernie's cock, realizing that the other boy was tensing up. "Relax," he whispered is a low husky tone against Ernie's ear. He continued licking at the expanse of neck exposed to him, all the while, massaging Ernie's rapidly hardening cock. "I promise to make this good." Then he pressed a finger into Ernie, searching for that spot in the other boy that Blaise knew Ernie hadn't been introduced to yet.
Blaise was right, Ernie was tense, but Blaise licking his neck and massaging places below was stirring up so many new sensations that he let out a small keen from the back of his throat. He tried very hard to relax, distracting himself by using his hands to feel up and down Blaise's back and ass, memorizing every inch under his fingertips. It did the trick for he was relaxed and looking up into Blaise's eyes when the other boy pushed his finger into him, before closing his eyes as he got used to the odd feeling...though his eyes burst open with a yelp when Blaise finally found what he was looking for.
Blaise smirk grew wider. "Like it yet?" he asked teasingly. He added another finger and pushed even deeper into Ernie. This time, he concentrated his mouth's efforts on sucking at the pink nubs of Ernie's nipples. He swirled his tongue against it and felt it harden under his efforts. Deciding from Ernie's ill-retrained moans that the boy was ready, Blaise barked out a command. "Turn around."
In response to Blaise's question, Ernie had lifted his head and captured his mouth in a fierce kiss before allowing him to move lower. It had never dawned on the Puff that one's nipples could eb so sensitive...but Blaise was driving him nuts. He barely noticed the second finger entering him, as he was tossing his haad from side to side, small moans escaping. When Blaise commanded him to move, Ernie had to bite his lip to compose himself, before slowly flipping over, wincing slightly as his now very hard and sensitive cock brushed the cold stone.
Blaise couldn't help but feel full of himself when he noticed Ernie's willingness to obey his commands. He bent down and whispered against Ernie's ear as he removed his fingers from Ernie and placed the tip of his own erection against the other boy's entrance, purposely leaving the boy's straining erection unattended. "Do you want this, Ernie? Tell me what you want."
Ernie was leaning on his elbows as after all the work Blaise had done on his nipple, he wasn't about to touch them to the cold floor. His head hung down as he took deep breath, the situation dawning on him as he felt Blaise's cock ready to take the lunge inside of him. Surprising even himself, Ernie didn't want anything else more in the world. "Please Blaise....I want this...want you..." His voice was barely a whisper as it was the most he could get out with all the pent up emotion. He glanced over his shoulder at Blaise shyly as he waited.
Blaise decided to spare Ernie the torture. He thrust into Ernie at an agonizingly slow pace, not wanting to hurt the other boy. Blaise gripped Ernie's shoulders tighter as he lowered himself into the other boy, the pressure around him was just too much. Ernie felt so good, it was so fucking tight! Blaise bit back a moan. "Oh Merlin," he whispered. Not able to restraint himself anymore, he took the plunge, hitting that spot for Ernie at the exact angle. Blaise wanted to do this right, it meant so much to him. He wanted them both to go over the edge together.
Chin dropped to his chest, Ernie's eyes were closed and his mouth was open, though now cries or moans came out. It was a wordless shock as he got used to the feel of Blaise inside him and how...how right it felt. How full and complete if made him feel. Unconsciously, he shifted his hips back toward Blaise, burying the other's boys cock inside him, as if to increase the feeling. A single tear fell from his left eye as Blaise thurst in, hitting his mark and Ernie finally moaned softly.
Blaise sped up hs movements, thrusting harder and faster. His right hand crept round to wrap around Ernie's cock. Gently, he fisted the other boy's erection, applying just the right amount of force as he stroked the other boy to completion. Finally, there was only a short brief tensing of a warning Blaise had before Ernie came right over his hands. Blaise followed soon after, releasing warm hot seed right inside Ernie, in the mimicry of lovemaking. He collapsed onto the ground, bringing the other boy down on him. Blaise was totally spent. "That was the greatest shag I'd ever had." He pressed a soft kiss onto Ernie's forehead. "And that's because it was you."
Ernie couldn’t believe how calm and complete he felt, not to mention sleepy as he cuddled himself against Blaise.. He stifled a yawn by nuzzling his face into Blaise's neck, smiling gently as he kissed the skin afterwards. "I'm glad my first was you..." He whispered gently into the other's ear. "I love you...Blaise Zabini." He murmured as he drifted off.
Blaise stiffened when he heard that. Ernie said... that he loved him? He watched the rise and fall of the other boy's chest as Ernie fell into slumber. Shaking his head, he pushed the thoughts aside and enlarged his cloak so that it was enough to cover the both of them. Then, placing his arm protectively around Ernie, Blaise fell into a sweet, peaceful sleep beside his boyfriend.
Porn # 2:
Toby and I were bored Sunday night and we wanted to log XP, except there was no circumstance for Warren to interact with Tommy or Alex IC. So, naturally, we went AU. Totally AU. Warning: 8 pages in word.
Life was quite stressful for an attorney, and nobody else on the planet could attest to that fact any more than one Warren K. Worthington, III who had decided to take his afternoon off to go and people watch at the local skate park. Yes, it was probably a little odd for the skaters to see a well-groomed young man of approximately 22 years old dressed in a three piece suit watching them from behind a pair of expensive Oakleys, but Warren didn't care. He was there to watch the skaters do what they do best and maybe enjoy a bit of the prime skater flesh that always seemed to turn up. So, with that, he sat down and allowed his eyes to become unfocused as he started trying to pick up the signals that usually led to a nice evening of 'entertainment'
The wheels of his board wavered only a moment before they left the pavement of the half pipe, one hand going down to grab said board, the other grabbing the rail at the top. Alex Summers couldn't help a grin as his board expertly meets that pavement again and he moves down the half pipe again, momentum carrying him up the other side, where he executed a perfect 360. Once at the bottom again, he slowed his board, high -fiving some of the other skaters before moving off to a side bench, where he pulled off his sweat soaked t-shirt, revealing what looked like a short sleeved black wetsuit, with a white, sparking circle on the chest. Grinning to himself, still high from the well done moves, Alex uncorked a water bottle and took a long drink, not even noticing the man sitting near him.
Warren's eye had been caught by the showmanship of the blond guy on the half pipe, and as Alex removed his sweaty t-shirt, Warren let out a soft gasp. This young man certainly had a lot to offer, but he hadn't been sending out the signals that Warren usually associated with an easy score.
Sighing as the water helped to cool him off, Alex sat down to watch the next skater to attempt tricks on the half-pipe. The next skater was slightly older then Alex and had hair the brightest color of green. The other skater didn't have nearly the finesse of Alex, but still, he couldn't take his eyes off him. The other boy was gorgeous and if Alex didn't know he had some blonde bimboo girlfriend...sighing, he fidgeted his seat as his shorts and the suit underneath got uncomfortable.
:Warren noticed Alex's uncomfortable fidgeting and allowed his eyes to follow the other boy's gaze. What he saw was a most promising sight. It seemed the cute little skater Warren had his eyes on might just be worth taking the risk on anyway. With the smirk of a guy who was quite used to picking people up, Warren approached the blond and sidled up beside him for a couple minutes before he spoke. "He doesn't hold a candle to you."
Blinking in suprise, Alex sat on his hands, making sure they didn't stray any farther to the problem area then they had a moment ago. After a breath he turned ot the older man, his bright, slightly goofy smile returned. "I uh....thanks man. Leo's pretty shibby....but dude, if you say so, I'm not one to say no to praise!" He realized he sounded like a dumb blonde skater and while that would pick up chicks in Hawaii...it certainly wouldn't have any affect on this gorgeous business man.
Warren smiled and looked at Alex from behind the polarized lenses and gave him the exact same smirk that he'd approached with. "I don't know about how 'shibby' he is, but I can tell from how he moves on that board that he's not got the core athletic ability that you appear to have." he explained, cocking his head and raising an eyebrow to see if the skater took the bait.
Alex almost sighed in relief. The 'skater talk' just popped out when he wasn't thinking and thankfully, it hadn't scared this guy away. Now that he realized he had the man's interest, Alex smiled to himself. "I was a surfer in Hawaii for years...helps with balance on a board but does nothing for my vocabulary." He looked up at the man, before standing up, showing off just tiny bit as he did so. "And did you sir just happen to be passing by?"
Warren couldn't help but find his attention drawn to the contours of the sexy skater's body and Warren noticed that his hand-tailored trousers were starting to tent ever so slightly as a lot of rather erotic thoughts began to race through his head before he was able to stop himself. "Oh, I can tell!" he said in response to Alex's revelation of his surfer boy background. "And I tend to stop by from time to time. I find that watching the carefree attitudes of skaters is a good way for me to forget all my stresses."
: That revelation made Alex grin brightly, his thumbs looping themselves in his belt loops, pulling his short down slightly by his navel, showing abs even through the skin tight, black suit. "Yeah, ain't no life like the skater's life..." Then his grin turned inot a smirk as he eyed the man, up and down. The guy looked too young to match the suit, but that wasn't what stuck Alex. The guy had the facial features of a minor, maybe even major, god and he had to stop himself from drooling at the thought of the body that went with it. This could be fun. "Something tells me...that's not the only thing you came down here for...."
"Oh, what makes you say that?" Warren asked taking off his sunglasses to show his beautiful blue eyes. He had a hard time keeping himself from grabbing the young man and ravishing him right then and there. The skater had the body of an angel, and Warren knew a bit about those.
Blue met blue for a second before Alex turned away, shrugging his shoulder easily as he took a step past Warren, looking back over at the half pipe. "Because your watching me like I was surfing....not skating." He looked over his shoulder slightly at the business man to give him a playful wink. Easily, he bent down to retrieve his board, standing up painstakingly slowly.
Warren found himself a bit thrown off balance by Alex's assessment. Not to mention the obvious relish it seemed that Alex was taking by showing off his perfect ass to Warren. "Oh, and is there something wrong with doing that?" he asked as Alex finally stood up, giving him a coy smirk. Flirting almost was like a chess game to Warren, with moves and countermoves and gambits that would either pay off or fall flat depending on the other person playing the game.
Alex repeated his smooth shrug, "Dude, did I say there was?" Now he took a few steps closer to Warren, until he was looking him in the eye. "Plus, some of us liked to be looked at." He immediately turned to pick up the rest of his stuff, pitching it into a rough looking backpack.
Warren found the flirtation almost too much to bear as he felt an electric connection between them and realized that just maybe he'd found his 'easy score' for the evening. "I can sympathize with that. You need a ride somewhere?" Warren asked as he watched Alex's backside once again, this time asking the question with the ease of someone being casually conversational.
Alex cocked his head as he made conversation, though he knew he wouldn't make it to whatever he responded with. "Manchester...if it's on your way." His eyes narrowed when he looked over his shoulder once more at Warren. "I live at the Xavier place...Hope you don't have a problem with mutants..." He turned fully around and squared his shoulders, the backpack hanging of one as a read glow engulfed one hand.
Warren was a bit surprised. It was just his luck that he picked up a mutant. "Oh, I think I can deal with it..." he said, giving Alex a smile that was just a touch mysterious.
Alex nodded curtly and red glow was gone. The white circle on his chest dimmed for a moment then with the backpack on one shoulder and his board under his arm. He stepped up next to him. "Shall we?"
Warren nodded and gestured towards the parking lot where his Mercedes was parked. "That's a nice trick you do." Warren said once they'd gotten closer to his car and he'd deactivated the alarm and unlocked the whole thing
Standing by the trunk, Alex waited for him to pop it so he could put his board and stuff in it. He didn't think the buisness man would appreciate his dirty things in his car. Once he slammed it shut, he looked over the top at the man. "This is a nice car you drive..." He really didn't want to get into it. Powers that kill people tend to do that. He opened the door before saying, "And if you thought my tricks on a board as good...just wait and see." Alex inked playfully as slipt down and into the expensive car.
Warren got in behind the wheel of his car and within a matter of minutes, the two of them were cruising towards Manchester with the windows down and the sunroof open. "I hope you don't mind. I just love the feeling of the wind in my face." he said, leaning over and talking over the sound of the rushing wind.
His eyes were closed and one hand rested on the outside of the car. "Hey, no worries here. It's like catching a wave, without the water..." Alex had a lazy smile on his face, his other hand going up to run itself through his longer then normal blonde hair.
Warren drove with the speed and precision that seemed almost uncanny. It also became quite apparent that he knew his way towards Xavier's quite well. "So, tell me a bit about yourself." he said as they turned down a road that was something of a local shortcut to the Xavier place.
This was odd...and he hadn't excepted to actually be taken back to Xavier's...didn't this guy...he gave a mental shrug. Well, at least he hadn't had to take the bus back. Though the use of shortcuts Alex thought only Scott knew was a bit odd..."I lived in Hawaii alone up until two years ago. Was a professional surfer for a while. Then my big brother found me and brought me here where I have to make do with skating." He wasn't about to go personal. This guy may be gorgeous and hopefully gonna fuck him raw...but Alex wasn't stupid either. But a first name couldn't hurt, if only to get the guy's. "Alex is the name."
Warren looked over at the former surfer and noticed that he seemed a bit disappointed that they were heading to Xavier's. Of course, what Alex didn't realize is that Warren had recently purchased some property nearby so that Warren would be able to fly without worrying about being seen. So they kept driving for a while before he responded "The name's Warren."
When they drove past Xavier's, Alex sat up in his seat then turned to look at the driver with a curious look. Was he trying to fake him out or something? Playing it cool, he sat back in the seat again and crossed his arms over his chest. Putting on an attitude of false annoyance he pointed out, "Hey, I think ya missed it."
Warren continued to look straight ahead as Alex showed his mock annoyance. "No, I didn't. I was thinking that it's such a nice afternoon that we could go for a walk." he told Alex as they drove on. "That is, if you feel like it." he added a couple seconds later as they pulled up to the gates of another well-appointed house and Warren rolled down the window to punch in the code to open the gates.
That sounded better. He relax back into the seat as the house came into view and he leaned forward again when the car stopped. "Dude, you live here?" Man who was this guy?
Once he'd finished entering the code he smiled a bit and they started forward through the open gates. "Yes, I do. Well, at least occasionally I do. Most days I tend to stay in my apartment in the city, but I guessed I'd take the opportunity to come up here." he explained as they reached the end of the driveway and Warren parked the car.
Alex couldn't help the impressive whistle he let loose as he got out of the car. Wait...Warren...money...too young for his suit. Alex almost tripped over his own two feet turning around. "Your Warren Worthington!"
Warren broke into a smile as Alex guessed his identity. "Guilty as charged. I guess that must mean you've heard of me." he said, stretching his knotted muscles which were terribly cramped. Of course that was nothing compared to the cramps in his wings, which were just dying to be freed from their confinement.
"Duh! Your one of the wealthiest men in the city....possibly the country!" He ran a hand through his hair, one of his nervous habits before slowly crossing the front of the car, composing himself as stepped. "Damn, I'm glad I thought you were drop dead sexy before..." He drew a finger up the front of Warren's suit. "The money doesn't matter when one is presented with this, or well....what's under it." He'd raised up on the balls of his feet "Though, I don't know if this skater is quite worthy..." Smirking, he entwined his fingers with the other man's . "Where too?"
Warren looked into Alex's eyes and gave him one of his little smiles. "Well, I was going to suggest a walk, maybe some coffee. But then again if you think I'm drop dead sexy now, might I suggest we skip all that and I show you around the place?" he asked, biting his lower lip in a way that indicated that what he meant by 'show you around the place' was code for 'show you my bedroom'
Oh Alex got the message loud and clear and he grinned. "I would love for you to show me around the place. It looks beautiful. " He nodded to Warren twitching shoulders. "And maybe I can help you with that...and that." As he glanced down at the still present tent in Warren's trousers that were probably worth more then he ever owned.
Warren smiled again "Oh, really now? Well, we'll just have to see about that." he said as he nodded and gestured to Alex to come with him. "The staff has the week off since I wasn't planning on coming up here today and it's the off-season, so I hope you don't mind us being in the house all alone..." he explained as he took out a key and turned it in the lock to open the door into the spacious foyer.
Alone with this beautiful man, in this beautiful house...this day just got better. "You kidding? Alone with you? I feel like I've died and gone to heaven!" He was shifting his weight from side to side anxiously as he waited for the other to open the door, the white circle starting to spark more then normal
Warren opened the door and gestured for Alex to enter first. "Oh, you just wait and see. You may be more right about that than you know." Warren said, not quite realizing the different ways that the statement could be taken.
Taking the clue, Alex went inside and stood in the middle of foyer, looking around with a gaping smile. "Dude, you didn't spare any expense did ya?" The light from a skylight above hit him and he grinned as he felt his power flow through him, then he shot a grin over to Warren. "Which way?"
Warren closed the door after they'd both entered the foyer and locked it, deciding that he didn't want to be disturbed for what was going to happen next. Once he was done, he turned to face Alex and approached him. "Well, we could either start here and work our way upstairs, or we could just go straight to the most important room in the house and go from there." he said, approaching Alex and placing his hand on Alex's well-developed chest.
Alex grinned up at him, pushing slightly into the hand, wanting very much to get this stupid suit off; his and Warrens. "Well...that would depended on how patient you are?" He smirked softly.
Warren's hand massaged Alex's pec as he smirked and leaned into whisper into Alex's ear "I'm one of the most impatient fuckers you'll ever meet." he said, punctuating the statement with a playful bite to the earlobe.
Closing his eyes he leaned his forehead against Warren's shoulder. "Good, because I don't know how much longer I can last..." He moves his hips against Warren's thigh, to illustrate his point.
Warren felt the firmness pressing against his thigh and he broke into a broad smile. "Well then, we better get cracking." he said, kissing Alex gently on the forehead and he unbuttoning his jacket.
Grinning almost ferally, Alex squatted down to slip off his shoes and socks. It wasn't a normal priority, but Alex liked being barefoot, except while skating. And of course, this gave him an excellent view of what he was dealing with. His grinned brightened as he looked down, letting his hair fall in front of his face.
Warren's jacket and vest were off in the matter of seconds it had taken for Alex to remove his shoes and socks. Warren's manhood was also once again on the rise, so Alex most certainly got an eyeful while he was down there. "You liking what you see Alex?" he asked smiling quite broadly.
As he was down there, Alex shucked off his shorts, leaving him in the skin-tight suit that went down to his knees. He kneeled down on one knee, hugging the other to his chest, smirking up at Warren. "Very much so."
Warren continued shucking his own clothes as Alex did so that by the time that Alex was in the skin-tight suit, Warren was finished unbuttoning his dress shirt revealing his ribbed cotton A-shirt with a light sprinkling of golden hair capping the visible portion of his pecs and what appeared to be some sort of bands running across his chest and abs. "Good to here. Now, I've got something to show you. Promise that you won't shout?" he asked, his hands rubbing at one of the buckles to the upper band across his torso
Alex was too busy tying to compose himself as this man was unpeeled before his eyes. He could only nod from where his head rested on his knee which he still have hugged against his chest.
Warren undid both the buckles and unlaced the bands in response to Alex's nod. As soon as the bands were undone, Warren let out a deep sigh much like the sigh of someone who was taking off a pair of hideously uncomfortable shoes. After a second of that, he removed his dress shirt and pulled it off to reveal a pair of beautifully-feathered white wings.
Alex's jaw literally almost hit the floor as the beautiful wings unfurled and expanses of golden skin were revealed. Since they were both still in the light from the skylight, Alex looked like he was looking at something from another world. "Wow..."was about the extent he could get out...
Warren stood there and smiled at Alex. "Yeah, now I guess you know why I didn't think that it was such a big deal that you were a mutant..." Warren explained sheepishly as he undid his belt to allow his trousers to fall to the ground. Of course, that didn't happen because Warren's straining erection kept the pants well-tented and on his body.
Smirking gently with an amused roll of his eyes, Alex closed the slight distance between them, still on his knees and helped Warren with his small problem. As he pulled the trousers down and helped Warren step out of them, he took a deep breath, relishing the smell of the other's arousal right by his face.
Warren's red silk boxers were still tented, but Warren didn't care. He shucked what clothes remained and stood there in his proud angelic glory before Alex. "Now...your turn." he said, kneeling next to Alex and planting a big kiss on the younger boy, his hand gently tracing the every contour of Alex's body, paying special attention to Alex's own aroused member.
Moaning softly, Alex allowed him until he pushed Warren back. Holding up one hand as if to say 'give me moment', he reached up with the other to reach behind his neck and undoing the hidden clasp Forge had designed and the suit practically fell away, leaving him the clothed equal to Warren.
Warren hungrily 'pounced' upon the now completely nude Alex, peppering him with kisses and other signs of affection as the blond angel ground his rock hard erection against the blond sex god's own engorged cock. "I want you." Warren gasped once he broke the kiss.
Alex closed his eyes as he let out a strangled yelp as their cocks touch, his head dipping to meet his chest as he leaned against his own personal angel. His hands were grasping at Warren's sides, tryign to touch everything at once. "Please...I need you..." He managed to gasp out, lifting his head again so he could match his statement with a rough kiss.
Warren's breathing was irregular as he drew Alex closer using his wings. "You know, this ass of yours-" he squeezed the perfect roundness of the orbs of Alex's bum to punctuate the thought "-it's just asking to be ridden like a wild, unbroken mustang."
Groaning softly as his sensitive skin was caressed by the soft feathers, he nuzzled Warren's neck as one hand went down to gently wrap around Warren's beautiful dick. Smirking, he nipped at Warren's ear. "Well then cowboy....let's see if you can' get this colt to break..."
Warren just grinned at Alex's response. "Well then, ride 'em cowboy" he responded, his index finger sliding between the wonderful perfectness of Alex's ass and massaging the hole therein. "Mmm...nice..." he said, slowly inserting his finger into the hole, so as to get Alex ready for the angel's dick that was going to be impaling him in a short while.
The hand that wasn't around the angel's cock came up to wrap around his neck so Alex can support himself as the finger digs into him. He closes his eyes as the familiar sensations come, yet manage to overwhelm him every time. Finally, he glances up through his bangs and grins. "Come on cowboy...I could buck you right off." As if to demonstrate he bucked his hips which removed the finger, at the same time he began to swirl his thumb around the head of Warren's arousal.
Warren looked at Alex with pure animal lust. He wanted into this cocky little skater/surfer and he wanted to show him badly. "Alright then. It's time to break this little colt. Let's hear him whinny." he said, pulling Alex to him. "Turn around..." he growled into the other blonde’s ear, his free hand stroking the younger’s own hard manhood.
Smirking as Alex captured Warren's lips in another kiss, being imitating a horse whinny as he turned in the angel's gasp, sighing softly when feathers brushed his cheek. He had to bit down a squeal as he felt his back fit up against those strong abs and pec, Warren's cock pressing against his lower back.
Warren spat on his hand and then rubbed it along the length of his cock. Granted, it wasn't the best lubrication in the world, but at least it was better than screwing the young mutant without anything. "Time to mount this colt..." he said to himself as he slowly pressed his cock against Alex's tight hole until he felt the head of his dick slide in. "Oh, yeah..."
Alex threw his head back so it leaned against Warren's shoulder, nuzzling into Warren's neck to distract him self from the pain entry always caused at first. His right arm moved behind Warren's neck, the other clenching and unclenching at his side. Biting his lip, he forced himself not to cry out...not to break until he had all of the angel's glorious length inside him.
Warren continued to feed in the entire length, going slowly so that Alex had a chance to adjust to him before more was inserted. Once Warren had inserted his entirety into Alex, he started to gently fuck Alex, building up to a frenzied pace. Plowing into Alex felt so much better to Warren than any of the other little skater punks he'd picked up over the past few months, and Warren was right about one thing. Alex was a much better than Leo in all matters, to that Warren could now attest.
Every time more was fed into him, he gave a small gasp but one it was all inside, Alex forced himself to relax and warmth began to spread from his groin up. His free hand moved to encircle his own straining cock, stroking in time to Warren. The Angel was easily the biggest and most experienced he'd ever had inside him, his previous experience having only been other boys at the mansion. This...this was honestly heaven and his body agreed as he finally let loose a sharp keen from the back of his throat.
Warren was turned on even more by the sound that Alex was making, so the force with which Warren had been fucking Alex only intensified. There was something insanely familiar about the sensations he was feeling while he was fucking the brains out of this hot little stud, but Warren couldn't exactly place it. If he had to say in that moment who this reminded him of more than anyone else, he'd have had to say either his on again/off again relationship with Bobby or the single drunken encounter he'd had with Scott more than a year and a half ago. "Oh, you like that, do you?" he moaned, wrapping one of his hands around Alex's staining cock and jacking it for all he was worth.
Removing the hand he'd had around his own cock, Alex let Warren have it, submissive enough to give over control, not that he wanted it at the moment. It was hard enough to keep his thoughts together as it was, much less control himself. Gritting his teeth, he finally opened his eyes which had previously been clamps shut to look up at the beautiful angle fucking his brains out. "IF you stopped, I'd blast your head off..." He growled out softly before sucking a the line of Warren's jaw.
Warren growled back at him, now ravaging the skater's ass with the force and speed he was fucking with. "So violent. Well then, it's a good thing I've got no plans to stop" he hissed into Alex's ear as he started to feel himself building towards a climax. By now Warren's entire body was soaked with sweat, his hair tightly plastered to his head as he continued to fuck the brains out of the mutant codenamed Havok.
Alex keened again, shaking his head as Warren's furious pumping both on his cock and inside him. He could feel his back sliding on the now sweat lubricated chest, that alone causing another small keen to escape his lips. Finally, He clamped his eyes shut and claimed the angel's mouth in a furious kiss as he came all over Warren's fist and felt himself tighten around the cock inside him
The kiss combined with the sensation of Alex's seed all over Warren's fist was enough to send Warren over the edge and shooting a massive amount of his own deep into Alex, so much so that a tiny bit began to leak. "Alex, you're the best damn fuck I've had in a long, long time" Warren whispered to Alex, his cock still buried deep in Alex's ass.
Groaning as Warren came within him, Alex fell bonelessly back against the other, his body completely worn out but he still managed to nuzzle his head against the shoulder behind him. "I...I haven't felt this completely broken before...." He lifted his head for a moment to wink. "Same here cowboy." Then Alex dropped his head back down, enjoying the feel of still being connected to this amazing creature.
Warren gently kissed Alex's shoulder as they lay there together. For once, the angel was totally spent. "You know something? You've done something to me that nobody, not even Charles' golden boy managed to do..." he said as he brushed Alex's bangs away from his eyes.
Turning over so he could look the angel in the eyes as he cuddled against him, making sure the other was still inside him, even if they were both flaccid. "What?" He asked lazily before his brain caught up to his mouth. 'Wait...wasn't Scott....' It took Alex a few moments to get up enough energy to blush.
Warren noticed the blush and cocked his head slightly in response to the question. "Oh, you know Scott?" he asked, a little surprised to hear someone who was obviously younger than the mutant known as Cyclops by his first name, usually it was 'Mr. Summers' or 'Cyclops'
Alex couldn't help it, he let out a small bark of laughter.. "He...Scott's..." A tear escaped him as he hid his face in Warren's shoulder again to compose himself, his shoulders still shaking with laughter. "Scott is my brother...My name is Alex Summers..."
Warren was admittedly a little shocked. After all, it wasn't every day that a man discovers that he's had sex with the younger brother of one of his classmates. "Well then, I must say...I never would've guessed. Scott's so...restrained and you're so very passionate." he admitted, looking at Alex again, this time with a new set of eyes.
Alex managed a smirk. "He takes after our father, military man through and through....I take after our mother who kept our father sane with her spirit. Or so our grand parents told us..." He was so relaxed that he didn't even find it weird that he was talking about Scott after the most mind blowing sex of his life. "So...what were you saying before...?" He mumbled as he began to kiss and suck up Warren's jaw bone.
Warren chuckled a bit at Alex's single-mindedness. Now, that was definitely quite a bit like Scott. "Ah, yes... you've made me want to go to the bedroom and see if I can get a repeat performance out of you but this time-" he said, leaning in right next to Alex's ear before he whispered his request, "-I want you inside me."
Blinks in surprised, Alex found the energy to pull his head up to look down at Warren, who looked like the cat who got the goldfish. "I.. uh...You want me inside you? Warren Worrthingon? Most Fucking gorgeous man I've ever seen....wants me in you...." He looked away for a moment blankly then back down with a bright grin. "Would so be my honor dude...." He leaned into kiss the hot sweaty man, slowly and sweetly.
Warren smirked at that and gestured up the stairs. "Well then, shall we?"
Alex dropped his head against Warren's chest, having used up all the spare energy he had. The boy couldn't believe how utterly exhausted he was. "Give me a minute...or five." He snuggled closer up to Warren, yawning a tad sleepily. "You wore me out. Gotta get my strength up if before I can attempt to try it with you..." Yawning again, he tapered it off the skin under where his head lay.
Warren nodded and smiled as he gently stroked Alex's hair "No rush..." he finally said, inwardly thanking his lucky stars. What luck he had, going out to pick up an easy score and instead finding someone who (for probably the first time in his life) he wouldn't mind waking up to see for at least another few months.
In other words, I ahd a good day today. I went over to Smith Field to take pictures for Ag, Art and Society and found out that there is a dog run behind it. I went down to take pictures and ended up instead walking around the field for a an hour talking with an older Animal Science major who was out running his dog. It was one of the more pleasent evenings I've had in a while. And the best part is, I didn't get his name.
