▷ Sweet Knocks // Billy&Teddy // 001
Listening to his boyfriend try to convince him of the advantages of pizza made Teddy chuckle softly. He shook his head a bit, sliding an arm a little tighter around Billy’s waist, pulling him in closer as they walked. He nuzzled his face into Billy’s hair, content just to let the other male chatter. He nibbled playfully at the other male’s earlobe as they walked, hidden by the other’s hair. As they stepped into the warm shop, Teddy lifted his head, and let their hands fall back together as he stepped away, just slightly.
When Billy’s arms wrapped around his neck, Teddy gently held him closer, hands rubbing down the male’s back. He pressed a kiss to Billy’s jaw, a smile on his face. “And I love you,” he murmured back, pecking Billy’s forehead as the male stepped away. Teddy was much more reserved in saying it than Billy, but he always said it once a day, no matter what. It was often at the end of the day, before the finally went to sleep. It would be whispered, just like this, into Billy’s ear, against the curve of his jaw, into the sharp jut of his hip- Places he whispered promises, places that were full of warmth and truth and meaning.
Teddy grinned slightly at the man behind the counter, and then leaned in a bit closer to his lover as they made their way back to the booth. Teddy pulled their arms apart, and then slid his own arm around Billy’s waist, laying his hand on the male’s hip, thumb stroking slow circles under his shirt. In no time at all, Teddy had devoured his pizza, half-listening to Billy. It made him smile, despite that, because Billy was just too cute.
And then, Billy suggested they skip… And to make things even better, he added the sweet promise of ecstasy.
Teddy looked at his boyfriend, and smirked, slow and seductive.
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Teddy had Billy pinned beneath him, their hips rocking together wildly, clothes still in the process of flying off of their bodies. Teddy was kissing his lover fiercely, hands roaming all over skin he had claimed as his. His mouth found his lover’s neck, and he sucked a mark there, dark and prominent. His hands were already working at tugging Billy’s pants down, before tossing them away. It was a slow spiral downwards, hot and heady.
His lips moved, latching around one of Billy’s hardened nipples. He teased it with his teeth and tongue as his hand found Billy’s half-hard cock through his underwear. He stroked it slowly, almost teasingly, thumb rubbing over the head before pulling away. Teddy kissed his way down the other’s body, eyes flicking up to watch his lover’s reaction to all of this.
“So fucking good for me, baby…” He murmured, eyes hooded as he finally found his prize. His mouth pressed to the very tip of the other’s cock, just a light brush. He smiled faintly, and flicked his tongue out over the head, teasing the glans, his hand sneaking down to stroke his own uncut cock through his underwear.
Billy had been out of breath for a long while, distant recollections of passionate kisses in Teddy’s bedroom doorway pulling the air from his lungs. A moan escaped past a clenched jaw and gritted teeth as Billy felt his lover against his neck, the sound only increasing in volume once the blond’s mouth had a hold on his nipple. There was no need to be quiet; Teddy lived alone, unlike Billy, and when they were instead lost in the dark-haired boy’s sheets, his lip was always bitten, or his mouth always covered, instead of letting out any alerting noises.
He didn’t need to look in the mirror to know how red he was; Billy could feel his skin burning like it always did, the flesh over the rest of his face flushed of all color except the rosiness in his cheeks, no doubt brought on by the way Teddy touched, or even looked at, him. Having his cock handled so teasingly certainly didn’t help, and his brows knitted together as he looked down at his boyfriend.
For a moment he tried to recall how they’d gotten that way — Billy had been planning to use his mouth on Teddy, not the other way around, though he supposed they’d have enough time for the both of them to have their way with the other. The only problem he had was his desire for them to switch places at this very moment. “God,” he exhaled harshly after Teddy had spoken and Billy felt the warm, wet flesh of the boy’s tongue against his sensitive skin. He let out another moan, this one sounding much more desperate than the one before it, his teeth taking a firm security of his lower lip out of habit. “I want your cock,” he managed to state through a series of shallow breaths. his tone alone emphasizing his begging, “Please, Teddy. Please.”
Billy held onto his boyfriend’s bicep, leading him upward with most of his strength as he slid his body down a bit so they could be eye-level once more, the blond not having much time at all to protest before Billy’s lips brushed against his and then hovered just below them, the words he spoke after no doubt casting his hot breath into Teddy’s mouth. “I wanna taste you first,” his voice was more seductive than he’d intended it to be, a whisper low and hoarse, lustful eyes locking onto his boyfriend’s. Billy didn’t know if Teddy would actually ever get to have his mouth around him again in this morning’s endeavor; he loved it, of course, and wanted it greatly, but his body ached to have the blond inside him as soon as possible, and he planned for that to happen right after he was satisfied with having his boyfriend in his mouth.
He breath was overwhelmingly heavy now, and if they’d been in Billy’s bedroom instead, he would’ve had to focus on keeping it quiet. With little force, the dark-haired male pushed (more like ‘coaxed’) Teddy on his back and straddled the teenager’s waist, leg on either side and his bare flesh meeting what little fabric the blond still had covering his cock. Billy pushed down gently only to roll his hips, eyes still on those of his beautiful lover as his movements were just short of grinding. He waited only a moment (after another muffled moan) before leaning down to meet his boyfriend’s lips, tongue immediately pushing into Teddy’s mouth and colliding with its fleshy muscle, soon pulling away to bring his kisses downward, leaving a wet trail down the boy’s neck, chest, and soon his entire torso as Billy made way for what he lusted after.
Trembling fingertips slipped underneath the waistline of Teddy’s underwear after Billy’s mouth had made it to its destination, his tongue trailing across his boyfriend’s pelvic crease and along remains of coarse hair as he slowly pulled the clothing down. His eyes were fixated on Teddy’s length as his cock came free, and Billy continued to stare as he raised himself up enough to pull Teddy’s underwear all the way off him just to toss it to the floor beneath the bed that was almost as familiar as his own. “Mm,” he exhaled as he took his place once more, his hand reaching up to brush along Teddy’s nipple, the other holding the base of his cock as his mouth enveloped the tip of it, his tongue pressing against the slit to taste what little pre-cum had escaped during Billy’s recent trail of open-mouthed kisses along Teddy’s hard muscles or even the slight grinding before that. Billy wasn’t one for teasing at a time like this — he wanted his boyfriend’s cum as soon as possible and not a second after.
Months of practice had the boy skilled enough to push Teddy to the back of his throat with little resistance, keeping him there for a moment and only pulling up to breathe — but still keeping the crown of his boyfriend’s cock in his mouth. He continued the cycle, his lips around Teddy’s girth, mouth warm and wet and throat even warmer, the cock he gripped in his hand constantly being suffocated in the tight head of Billy’s throat as he went faster, gripped tighter, his eyes — heavy with lust — occasionally glancing up to see the blond’s face.
Billy finally pulled away completely, his own cock at full attention against the fabric on the bed as he gasped for air — it was safe to say he’d gotten a little carried away, focusing solely on the cock he wanted to empty but forgetting he’d rather have Teddy cum inside him, not his mouth, though he wondered if the blond would be up for two orgasms instead of the standard one. “I love your cock,” Billy spoke, the desperate tone of his voice sounding almost as slutty as he felt, his eyes flicking up from their stare at Teddy’s impressive length — that he was now stroking with the hand that once held it in place. “Can I get you hard again if I make you cum now?” he asked permission almost innocently, lifting himself up to become nearly eye-level with Teddy again, still firmly pumping his boyfriend as his own cock pulsed against the male’s thigh. “Please? I want your cum. Need it. Please, baby?”
(Source: billy-wiccan)
