Costumes, Matt Bomer/Tim DeKay, NC-17
Title: Costumes
Author: 2_libras
Fandom: RPS
Pairing: Matt Bomer/Tim DeKay
Rating/Warnings: NC-17
Disclaimer: This is completely fictional and all came out of our head.
A/N: Written for the historical role play square of our kink_bingo card.
Summary: Tim and Matt have been dancing around each other for a long time, and Neal's suit and fedora turn out to have a bigger part in their first time than either ever expected.
It really wasn't fair. Matt was utterly gorgeous, and he and Tim had been flirting a lot, both in character and out of character. They'd never quite stepped over the line, but there was no reason they couldn't, they'd talked long ago of possibilities and open relationships. The thing that was most unfair, in Tim's mind, was that Matt didn't even need to be TRYING to turn Tim on. He watched as Neal flirted with a random extra and sighed. He could feel his cock getting hard in his jeans.
Matt tried not to notice Tim there on the sidelines. He'd waited to give Matt a ride home from the filming, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit bad for the other man. He knew he had to be tired, Matt himself was barely standing when he wasn't in character. The joys of filming night shots never failed to escape him. He gave his most dazzling smile to the woman he was talking too, using one of the tricks he'd been taught to slip a tracking sensor into her purse as Neal, and flirted with her like it came naturally. A few moments later, the director called cut and Matt silently thanked the stars and hoped for that being the final take. He'd been slipping that tracker in for a half hour now. He glanced at the director who was nodding. "Thank god, I'm not built for these late hours." He laughed. "That should've been three takes tops."
"We have a perfectionist for a director," Tim kidded, smiling at the man. He went up to Matt, though, and looped an arm around him. "Do you think you're ready for Vegas now?" he teased a little. "Ready to head out into the desert and knock their socks off?"
"More like steal their room key and go soak in their tub." He laughed, slipping an arm around Tim's waist. "What an amazingly large pain in the ass that was to shoot." He rubbed his eyes.
"You look so gorgeous," Tim said. "Even tired and aching. You could be a star, baby. All you need's the right guy to shop you around." He let a hand slide down to caress Matt's ass. "I'm just the guy to help you out." He was a little slap happy himself, though not so bad as Matt.
Matt laughed. "I think you might be right. You could make me a star... but I don't have money to pay you with..." He feigned innocence at Tim. "Unless you want me to pay you after I get all famous..." He let a bit of his southern accent slip through then, playing up the role a bit.
"Something like that, and there's so many other ways of payment..." Tim gave Matt's ass a good squeeze. "Nothing happens that you don't want, of course..."
"Oh I don't know about that, I've never..." He let his eyes meet Tim's, trying to figure out where this was leading, if he should drop the act or not. "I'm a country boy, things like that don't happen there."
"Not in those barns where no one would ever know?" Tim whispered, trying to assure Matt that it would be okay. "And it's all right, baby. I'll make sure it feels good..." he slid his tongue out and licked Matt's jaw for a moment.
Matt studied Tim for a moment, glancing around the set. "I think we should go somewhere more private if we're going to...discuss what goes on in barns." He said carefully.
"I know a private place," Tim said. He'd arranged for the use of a room long ago, never really thinking this would ever happen, but sometimes he used it when he needed a moment alone before he melted down. "Follow me..." he led Matt down the hall to a room a few feet from the dressing rooms.
Matt let himself be led, his mind racing as they moved. He'd always assumed that at some point something would happen between them. But in his head it had never been this straight forward. There had always been alcohol, or good news or bad news or some other form of catalyst. "Thank you, I try to keep my life a bit discreet." He waited till the door closed to look the other man over lustily. "You curious about my past because you don't want to be my first, or because you do?"
"Discretion's a good thing," Tim said. "I just want to know if I need to be gentle or not. I mean, I will be gentle, but it's different if it's your first time." He walked over to the piano in the room and ran his fingers over the keys. "I could see you on the Vegas strip like Sinatra - you've got the eyes to match his, yours might be even better. Or your name in lights in New York."
"Oh, I'm hardly Frank. He's a classy man, I'm just a farm boy stuffed in a nice suit who plays pretend all day." He ran a hand through his hair. "Its not my first time, well mostly but... I've never been with someone since I was old enough to understand how to do it right. I guess that makes it basically the same, but when I was young I tried it out with a friend. We only did it a couple of times before he freaked out and stopped talking to me."
"You're a classy guy," Tim said. "You fake it better than most who do it real." He nodded. "I get you, and I'll make it good, I just needed to know if you'd get shocked if I touched you in the wrong or right places." Tim smiled. "I've got as much to lose as you do, when you think about it..."
"I've got nothing to lose. I can't go home after having this life. If I don't make it out here I have nothing." Matt pushed his hands into his pockets, sighing. "I really hope you can help me get somewhere."
"I'll help you," Tim said, and he moved over to Matt, sliding his jacket off. He then turned Matt to him, and kissed him, gently.
Matt sighed softly against Tim's lips, his hands coming up to circle his neck and slip into his hair. He broke the kiss after a moment, searching the other mans eyes. "Are we going to do it here? We should lock the door."
"Here, or we could go somewhere else... what would you like? If you want to stay here, go lock the door. If not, open it," Tim said.
Matt debated that for a moment, somewhere else might be better but a part of him was scared this wouldn't happen if it didn't happen now. "I don't want to lose my nerve..." He said softly. "But its so easy for us to get caught here."
"Nothing's going to change if we drive to my place," Tim said. "I may be a little more impatient to get you naked, but that would be all." He liked the idea of staying here but security would probably check them...
"Take me there then... no one will be around and we'll have freedom there." He nuzzled Tim's neck softly.
"Come on," Tim would make sure the jacket got to security and the night was warm enough for them to drive without it. He led Matt out, keeping hold of his hand, squeezing. Soon they were in the car and Tim pushed the top down.
Matt smiled at the other man with a childlike glee. "This car is beautiful, I've thought that since the first time I saw it."
"I didn't realise you'd noticed, but I love it," Tim smiled. He loved when Matt got like this. "Did you know I restored it myself. Well, I had to get the mechanics to do some of it that I couldn't but I worked on it a lot..."
"That's amazing. You must be very good with your hands." Matt's eyes trailed to where they rested on the steering wheel. "I hope I get to find out."
"Oh, you will, trust me. I've been wanting to get my hands on you for way too long for it not to happen," Tim casually lay a hand along the back of the seat, just touching Matt's shoulder.
Matt leaned into the gentle touch slightly, enjoying it silently for a moment. "We've both been thinking this for a while I think, what do you think changed?" Matt glanced over at Tim. "Not that I mind, I just don't want to have to blame this on an 18 hour work day in the morning."
It was a slip out of character, but Tim had been thinking. "I think it just feels like the right time. I know that's a bit nebulous, but I think it's now because it's supposed to be now."
Matt nodded at that, closing his eyes for a moment and letting the wind ruffle his hair. "I won't regret it regardless. That's a promise."
"I won't, either," Tim said. "This is going to be right and if it's not... well, we'll know and we'll wait for it to be right." He didn't think they would have to, though.
"I don't know if I could wait any longer... not after feeling how well you kiss." Matt smiled at him.
"You won't have to," Tim smiled. "Just the drive, and getting inside and naked..." he grinned. "Been dying to see what's under those suits."
"I'm more then willing to let you unwrap me." He traced his fingers down Tim's arm and brought it to settle on his leg.
"I'm looking forward to it, and to touching you and taking you with my mouth," Tim said. "I want to taste you and make you feel so good..."
"I can't wait...I've been thinking about what you'd do to me for so long..." Matt pulled Tim's hand up his thigh some.
"Talk to me, baby. Tell me what you think about when the room's dark and your hand moves under the covers," Tim whispered.
"Think about you tracing the curves of my body with your tongue. Making me whimper and moan with it. Driving me to a frenzy so I can't help but want your cock inside me and then giving me just that." He said quietly. "God I want you to touch me... so much. You always flirt and touch me but I ache for the real thing."
"It's all real, just that we'd have way too much to explain if we did more than we have done in public," Tim said. "God, I want to do that to you, lay you out on the bed, maybe tie you up if that wouldn't shock you too much, and just lick you all over..."
"You might have to at least tie my hands to keep me from squirming away and jumping you... god." Matt glanced up at Tim. "Its all real for me too..."
"Definitely your hands, not sure I would want to tie your feet," Tim said. "And that's good... I like touching you. Think I might like it even more after this."
"I hope so...I really like the idea of you having time to explore me." Matt smiled. "How much further to your house..."
"Not far, baby," Tim smiled. "Just a couple more blocks," he pressed his foot on the gas just a little, still staying within the limit.
"Good, I can't wait." Matt let the southern lilt come back to his voice. "Its been so long for me." He tested the waters, seeing if the other man still wanted to play that game.
Tim definitely wanted to stay in character - he knew that this would be a first time, not an only time, and it was making it seem somehow easier if they let this happen that way. "How long has it been? How long since you were alone with another man this way?"
"Beyond kissing? It goes all the way back to my teens. I've only had a few chances since and usually one of us lost our nerve." He shook his head. "I won't with you though, I want it too much."
"I'm going to take such good care of you and make you feel so good," Tim said. "I am also not going to lose my nerve. You're going to be so well fucked tonight."
Matt gasped softly. "You talk about it so frankly... its sexy, but not something I'm used too." He bit his lip.
"I can only be frank with people I really want," Tim said. "If you were someone I wasn't really into, it'd be so different. It's okay, right?" he checked. "I don't want to give you the vapours or anything..."
"No vapours... everything's very solid." He reached over, setting his hand on Tim's thigh now.
"Move your hand a little, and you'll find something else solid," Tim grinned.
Matt felt heat flood through his body as his hand moved slightly, ghosting over the fabric between Tim's legs. "I can't wait to feel how solid it is...without this cloth in the way."
"Very soon," Tim promised as he moved to turn down his street. "That house right there," he pointed to it. "We're very close now... and that's a good thing. Your hand feels so good... I want to feel it on me with no clothes."
"Want to do everything with you... want to let you see me completely." Matt murmured, his hand caressing the other mans hardness harder then. "You are so fucking hot."
"God, that feels amazing," Tim said. "I want to do that," he turned the car into the garage. "You're so gorgeous. I've wanted you for so long." He parked the car and leaned over, once he took his seat belt off and kissed Matt deeply.
Matt moaned into the other mans mouth. "Close the garage, take me right here on the hood..." He panted softly. "Please."
"You're sure?" Tim asked, not that he didn't want it, but he had planned on taking care of Matt more. Still, they could keep the vibe up. He closed the door. "All right." He kept on kissing Matt for a little longer.
"I can't wait for you baby... I've waited too long. We'll have all night to do it in bed. Don't make me wait that long now." He unbuckled his belt and slipped his fingers into Tim's hair.
"You're right," Tim agreed and he started working on Matt's shirt. "God..." he groaned when he saw his chest. "So gorgeous..." he moved his hands over the contours, feeling Matt's warmth.
Matt smiled and sighed at the touch of the other mans hands on his chest. "You... fuck your hands feel good...touch my nipples please... their sensitive and I love it."
"Of course," Tim smiled. "I like when you ask for what you want, baby..." he pinched one, softly, and ran his fingers over the other.
Matt let out a soft groan, arching toward the sensation and whimpering. "Please baby... that feels so good."
"I know," Tim said. He moved his mouth down and licked one, then bit, softly. Making sure he was going as gently as possible.
Matt slipped a hand into Tim's hair and moaned. "Fuck yes, bite me there... just be careful with marks. I can't risk having to explain." He used his free hand to slip down the back of Tim's shirt, scratching his back gently.
Tim nodded. "I won't leave marks, baby," he licked, then bit the other side, gently again, making sure he wouldn't be marked, but enough to give him a good shot of pain.
"Please don't stop..." He moaned softly, using his fingers to tug the other mans shirt up and graze his nails down the sensitive skin on Tim's side. "I don't want to stop touching you long enough to get undressed." He laughed breathily.
"That might be difficult," Tim laughed and shivered. "I need to see you.... god... so bad, baby." He unbuckled Matt's pants.
"C'mon, lets get out. Easier to get my pants off..." He said softly. "I want these clothes out of the way... but be careful, its my only suit." He sounded almost ashamed as he said it.
"It's okay, baby. I'm always careful," Tim said, kissing Matt. "I know you're just starting out, you don't have the money for more than one good suit." He stroked Matt's hair and opened the door. "Come on, baby."
Matt slid out, moving around to the front of the car and pulling the other man, letting his ass rest on the hood he pressed their hips together. "Your so understanding... not judgemental like so many others." Matt said with enough emotion that he knew its meaning went well beyond the character.
"I want things to be good for us both," Tim wasn't in character completely either. "I've wanted you for a long time, and you mean a lot to me, beyond the sex," he said softly.
Matt smiled up at the other man, grabbing his belt and undoing it roughly. "Amazing. I'm so damn lucky."
"We both are," Tim leaned forward to kiss Matt softly. "The things I'm going to do with you, baby..."
"Its going to be amazing... I know it." Matt murmured, kissing him back greedily, shoving a hand down Tim's pants and stroking him roughly. "I can't wait to make you come for me..."
"Fuck, that might be sooner than either of us expects if you keep that up, and I am not saying stop," Tim groaned. "That's fucking amazing, just the touch of your hand."
Matt smiled slightly. "I can't help it, I'm good at this because I do it a lot." He stroked more firmly.
"On yourself?" Tim arched into the touch. "Fuck... so good, baby." He knew he'd have to do something more soon but it felt too good to stop just yet...
"Yeah, I touch myself a lot. Since I'm not involved..." He sighed softly, using his free hand to pull Tim's shirt off over his head and leaning in to place gentle bites along his collar bone.
Tim nodded. "Oh... that's good, and you can mark me, just a little, if you want that," he said softly. "But where no one can see it, okay?" He tugged, just a little, on Matt's hair.
Matt nodded, pushing Tim's pants down then and jerking him freely with a moan. "Your cock feels so big in my hand. Your bigger then I am..."
"Fuck, baby, that feels so good, and I'm a little bigger, I think..." Tim reached for Matt's cock, weighing it in his hand and stroking. "It's still gorgeous, like the rest of you."
"It makes me want you inside me even more...knowing you'll feel like your splitting me in two." He grinned at Tim. "Do you want me to do anything?"
"Turn over and lean against the hood," Tim said. He had some lube in the glove compartment, he didn't usually carry it but with Matt and his reactions lately, he'd been jerking off more. "That'll do to start," he kissed in between Matt's shoulders before heading to get the lube.
Matt nodded, bracing himself away from the heat the of the engine. "I want you to be as rough as you want. You can't mark me like I'd like, but you can make sure I feel it anyway." He glanced at Tim, his eyes dark.
"Oh I will, but once I've got you ready so I won't hurt you," Tim said. He came back around and knelt behind Matt. He gripped his ass and pushed his cheeks apart gently, then licked there, testing, slow.
"Oh god... I've never... god..." Matt whimpered. "Feels so good..."
"Good," Tim smiled, and licked harder. "You taste good..."
Matt gripped at the smooth surface of the hood with a moan. "Fuck your tongues amazing..." He spread his legs, almost unaware he did it, and moaned.
Tim saw it though, and he smiled as he fucked Matt's hole with his tongue, sliding a hand up to tug very gently at his balls at the same time.
Matt yelped at that. "Yes... god yes... that's so good." He moaned. "So good."
Tim tugged a little harder and continued to lick and taste Matt. He loved this and he could make Matt come like this if he didn't want to be inside him so badly.
Matt growled softly, his hips rutting against the hood of their own free will. "Fuck that's amazing..."
"Glad you like it," Tim pulled back and slid a lubed finger inside Matt. "Maybe later, I'll do that until you come for me, would you like that?" He hooked his finger inside Matt, finding his prostate.
Matt whimpered loudly, his head nodding rapidly because it felt too good to talk through. He squirmed against the car, wishing the friction of the pressure were enough to do something more then torment him.
"I'll take that as a yes," Tim grinned and added another finger, changing the rhythm to an almost too gentle fucking motion as he stretched Matt out.
"Oh god yes... so good... open me up." He murmured, his hips rocking.
"So tight," Tim said, stretching and sliding another finger in. "Think you're really going to feel my cock, baby."
"I want too... so much. Want to feel it like I haven't in so long. Want to think about you every second of tomorrow because I can't move without feeling your dirty work." He panted as he spoke, pushing his hips back toward Tim's hand, loving every second.
"Such a good little cock whore, aren't you?" Tim asked, lubing his cock and leaning over Matt. He teased his hole, again taking it slow.
"Only when I want someone as badly as I want you..." Matt moaned at the teasing sensation. "That's your fault for being so hot."
"I'll take the blame for that," Tim laughed as he pressed deeper. "You're so tight and hot..."
Matt whimpered and squirmed, feeling himself open for the other man. "Come on... such a tease..." He groaned. "I need you inside me..."
"You beg so pretty, I don't think I could refuse if I wanted to," Tim thrust in, hard.
Matt yelped his hips bucking from the feeling and moaning, reaching back to grip Tim's hip, feeling their hips pressed together with a growl. "Fuck, do that more... please..."
Tim held Matt's hand there and thrust, not quite as hard, but near to it. "Like that?" he asked, groaning.
"Yes, I love how rough that feels." Matt growled. "Oh my god..." He set his face against the hood with a whimper.
Tim kept up the pace, fucking Matt hard and fast, He knew neither of them would last too long but it was too good to slow up.
Matt was just below sobbing, the feelings going through him too much to contain. He shoved back against the other man, trying to make the impact harder. "Yes... god... fuck me..." He gasped.
"God, yes, baby," Tim pulled Matt back and fucked him harder, one hand moving around to stroke Matt's cock. "God, so hard, baby..."
"All you... fuck me... yes..." Matt arched back, setting his head back against Tim's shoulder as he let the other man jerk him. "Your so big inside me... make me feel so fucking hot..." His hands moved up and pinched his nipples as he spoke.
"That's because you are hot, baby," Tim growled into Matt's ear. "I want you to come for me, can you do that baby? Can you come hard for me?"
Matt whimpered and nodded, "Hard and fast as you can... I'm almost there... make me scream..." He moaned.
Tim thrust several times, tugging hard on Matt's cock and growling filth into his ear. "Come for me, be my good cock whore now, baby, come on..."
Matt arched, his voice cracking as he yelped, his body convulsing around Tim as he exploded.
"Oh fuck, yes!" Tim cried out, feeling Matt tight around him, then exploding deep inside him. "Yes!" He buried his mouth in Matt's hair and moaned.
Matt reached back, giving the other mans hair a tug as he felt the other man explode. "Oh god... yes yes yes baby..."
"Matty," Tim groaned, head resting against Matt. "Fuck, baby..."
Matt let out a hoarse laugh. "God... that... you need to do that to me again as soon as humanly possible." Matt turned his head, asking for a kiss from the other man silently.
Tim responded to the kiss request first, instinctively. He moaned against Matt's lips. "Not sure how soon, but we can do that then, yeah," he said.
"Fuck... I don't ever want to stop actually. You have no idea what an amazing fuck you are. You just blew my mind." He laughed softly. "I think it may be full blown addiction."
"Well, that could be arranged," Tim grinned. "But for now, let's go upstairs and get cleaned up." He took Matt's hand. "I know I'm addicted to you already."
Matt nodded, pulling away only enough to let the other man slip out of him. "I'm going to hurt in such a good way tomorrow. God..."
Tim wrapped a towel around Matt's waist, before picking up his suit. "Don't want to get this dirty," he said. He slipped his own t-shirt and underwear on, holding the suit and his jeans. "Do you want more clothes on?" he asked.
Matt smiled at that. "No, I'll be fine. I've done this much, walking around in a towel isn't that big a deal."
"Good," Tim smiled and put an arm around Matt. "Come on... we've got the rest of the night ahead of us... and I have so many plans for you."
Author: 2_libras
Fandom: RPS
Pairing: Matt Bomer/Tim DeKay
Rating/Warnings: NC-17
Disclaimer: This is completely fictional and all came out of our head.
A/N: Written for the historical role play square of our kink_bingo card.
Summary: Tim and Matt have been dancing around each other for a long time, and Neal's suit and fedora turn out to have a bigger part in their first time than either ever expected.
It really wasn't fair. Matt was utterly gorgeous, and he and Tim had been flirting a lot, both in character and out of character. They'd never quite stepped over the line, but there was no reason they couldn't, they'd talked long ago of possibilities and open relationships. The thing that was most unfair, in Tim's mind, was that Matt didn't even need to be TRYING to turn Tim on. He watched as Neal flirted with a random extra and sighed. He could feel his cock getting hard in his jeans.
Matt tried not to notice Tim there on the sidelines. He'd waited to give Matt a ride home from the filming, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit bad for the other man. He knew he had to be tired, Matt himself was barely standing when he wasn't in character. The joys of filming night shots never failed to escape him. He gave his most dazzling smile to the woman he was talking too, using one of the tricks he'd been taught to slip a tracking sensor into her purse as Neal, and flirted with her like it came naturally. A few moments later, the director called cut and Matt silently thanked the stars and hoped for that being the final take. He'd been slipping that tracker in for a half hour now. He glanced at the director who was nodding. "Thank god, I'm not built for these late hours." He laughed. "That should've been three takes tops."
"We have a perfectionist for a director," Tim kidded, smiling at the man. He went up to Matt, though, and looped an arm around him. "Do you think you're ready for Vegas now?" he teased a little. "Ready to head out into the desert and knock their socks off?"
"More like steal their room key and go soak in their tub." He laughed, slipping an arm around Tim's waist. "What an amazingly large pain in the ass that was to shoot." He rubbed his eyes.
"You look so gorgeous," Tim said. "Even tired and aching. You could be a star, baby. All you need's the right guy to shop you around." He let a hand slide down to caress Matt's ass. "I'm just the guy to help you out." He was a little slap happy himself, though not so bad as Matt.
Matt laughed. "I think you might be right. You could make me a star... but I don't have money to pay you with..." He feigned innocence at Tim. "Unless you want me to pay you after I get all famous..." He let a bit of his southern accent slip through then, playing up the role a bit.
"Something like that, and there's so many other ways of payment..." Tim gave Matt's ass a good squeeze. "Nothing happens that you don't want, of course..."
"Oh I don't know about that, I've never..." He let his eyes meet Tim's, trying to figure out where this was leading, if he should drop the act or not. "I'm a country boy, things like that don't happen there."
"Not in those barns where no one would ever know?" Tim whispered, trying to assure Matt that it would be okay. "And it's all right, baby. I'll make sure it feels good..." he slid his tongue out and licked Matt's jaw for a moment.
Matt studied Tim for a moment, glancing around the set. "I think we should go somewhere more private if we're going to...discuss what goes on in barns." He said carefully.
"I know a private place," Tim said. He'd arranged for the use of a room long ago, never really thinking this would ever happen, but sometimes he used it when he needed a moment alone before he melted down. "Follow me..." he led Matt down the hall to a room a few feet from the dressing rooms.
Matt let himself be led, his mind racing as they moved. He'd always assumed that at some point something would happen between them. But in his head it had never been this straight forward. There had always been alcohol, or good news or bad news or some other form of catalyst. "Thank you, I try to keep my life a bit discreet." He waited till the door closed to look the other man over lustily. "You curious about my past because you don't want to be my first, or because you do?"
"Discretion's a good thing," Tim said. "I just want to know if I need to be gentle or not. I mean, I will be gentle, but it's different if it's your first time." He walked over to the piano in the room and ran his fingers over the keys. "I could see you on the Vegas strip like Sinatra - you've got the eyes to match his, yours might be even better. Or your name in lights in New York."
"Oh, I'm hardly Frank. He's a classy man, I'm just a farm boy stuffed in a nice suit who plays pretend all day." He ran a hand through his hair. "Its not my first time, well mostly but... I've never been with someone since I was old enough to understand how to do it right. I guess that makes it basically the same, but when I was young I tried it out with a friend. We only did it a couple of times before he freaked out and stopped talking to me."
"You're a classy guy," Tim said. "You fake it better than most who do it real." He nodded. "I get you, and I'll make it good, I just needed to know if you'd get shocked if I touched you in the wrong or right places." Tim smiled. "I've got as much to lose as you do, when you think about it..."
"I've got nothing to lose. I can't go home after having this life. If I don't make it out here I have nothing." Matt pushed his hands into his pockets, sighing. "I really hope you can help me get somewhere."
"I'll help you," Tim said, and he moved over to Matt, sliding his jacket off. He then turned Matt to him, and kissed him, gently.
Matt sighed softly against Tim's lips, his hands coming up to circle his neck and slip into his hair. He broke the kiss after a moment, searching the other mans eyes. "Are we going to do it here? We should lock the door."
"Here, or we could go somewhere else... what would you like? If you want to stay here, go lock the door. If not, open it," Tim said.
Matt debated that for a moment, somewhere else might be better but a part of him was scared this wouldn't happen if it didn't happen now. "I don't want to lose my nerve..." He said softly. "But its so easy for us to get caught here."
"Nothing's going to change if we drive to my place," Tim said. "I may be a little more impatient to get you naked, but that would be all." He liked the idea of staying here but security would probably check them...
"Take me there then... no one will be around and we'll have freedom there." He nuzzled Tim's neck softly.
"Come on," Tim would make sure the jacket got to security and the night was warm enough for them to drive without it. He led Matt out, keeping hold of his hand, squeezing. Soon they were in the car and Tim pushed the top down.
Matt smiled at the other man with a childlike glee. "This car is beautiful, I've thought that since the first time I saw it."
"I didn't realise you'd noticed, but I love it," Tim smiled. He loved when Matt got like this. "Did you know I restored it myself. Well, I had to get the mechanics to do some of it that I couldn't but I worked on it a lot..."
"That's amazing. You must be very good with your hands." Matt's eyes trailed to where they rested on the steering wheel. "I hope I get to find out."
"Oh, you will, trust me. I've been wanting to get my hands on you for way too long for it not to happen," Tim casually lay a hand along the back of the seat, just touching Matt's shoulder.
Matt leaned into the gentle touch slightly, enjoying it silently for a moment. "We've both been thinking this for a while I think, what do you think changed?" Matt glanced over at Tim. "Not that I mind, I just don't want to have to blame this on an 18 hour work day in the morning."
It was a slip out of character, but Tim had been thinking. "I think it just feels like the right time. I know that's a bit nebulous, but I think it's now because it's supposed to be now."
Matt nodded at that, closing his eyes for a moment and letting the wind ruffle his hair. "I won't regret it regardless. That's a promise."
"I won't, either," Tim said. "This is going to be right and if it's not... well, we'll know and we'll wait for it to be right." He didn't think they would have to, though.
"I don't know if I could wait any longer... not after feeling how well you kiss." Matt smiled at him.
"You won't have to," Tim smiled. "Just the drive, and getting inside and naked..." he grinned. "Been dying to see what's under those suits."
"I'm more then willing to let you unwrap me." He traced his fingers down Tim's arm and brought it to settle on his leg.
"I'm looking forward to it, and to touching you and taking you with my mouth," Tim said. "I want to taste you and make you feel so good..."
"I can't wait...I've been thinking about what you'd do to me for so long..." Matt pulled Tim's hand up his thigh some.
"Talk to me, baby. Tell me what you think about when the room's dark and your hand moves under the covers," Tim whispered.
"Think about you tracing the curves of my body with your tongue. Making me whimper and moan with it. Driving me to a frenzy so I can't help but want your cock inside me and then giving me just that." He said quietly. "God I want you to touch me... so much. You always flirt and touch me but I ache for the real thing."
"It's all real, just that we'd have way too much to explain if we did more than we have done in public," Tim said. "God, I want to do that to you, lay you out on the bed, maybe tie you up if that wouldn't shock you too much, and just lick you all over..."
"You might have to at least tie my hands to keep me from squirming away and jumping you... god." Matt glanced up at Tim. "Its all real for me too..."
"Definitely your hands, not sure I would want to tie your feet," Tim said. "And that's good... I like touching you. Think I might like it even more after this."
"I hope so...I really like the idea of you having time to explore me." Matt smiled. "How much further to your house..."
"Not far, baby," Tim smiled. "Just a couple more blocks," he pressed his foot on the gas just a little, still staying within the limit.
"Good, I can't wait." Matt let the southern lilt come back to his voice. "Its been so long for me." He tested the waters, seeing if the other man still wanted to play that game.
Tim definitely wanted to stay in character - he knew that this would be a first time, not an only time, and it was making it seem somehow easier if they let this happen that way. "How long has it been? How long since you were alone with another man this way?"
"Beyond kissing? It goes all the way back to my teens. I've only had a few chances since and usually one of us lost our nerve." He shook his head. "I won't with you though, I want it too much."
"I'm going to take such good care of you and make you feel so good," Tim said. "I am also not going to lose my nerve. You're going to be so well fucked tonight."
Matt gasped softly. "You talk about it so frankly... its sexy, but not something I'm used too." He bit his lip.
"I can only be frank with people I really want," Tim said. "If you were someone I wasn't really into, it'd be so different. It's okay, right?" he checked. "I don't want to give you the vapours or anything..."
"No vapours... everything's very solid." He reached over, setting his hand on Tim's thigh now.
"Move your hand a little, and you'll find something else solid," Tim grinned.
Matt felt heat flood through his body as his hand moved slightly, ghosting over the fabric between Tim's legs. "I can't wait to feel how solid it is...without this cloth in the way."
"Very soon," Tim promised as he moved to turn down his street. "That house right there," he pointed to it. "We're very close now... and that's a good thing. Your hand feels so good... I want to feel it on me with no clothes."
"Want to do everything with you... want to let you see me completely." Matt murmured, his hand caressing the other mans hardness harder then. "You are so fucking hot."
"God, that feels amazing," Tim said. "I want to do that," he turned the car into the garage. "You're so gorgeous. I've wanted you for so long." He parked the car and leaned over, once he took his seat belt off and kissed Matt deeply.
Matt moaned into the other mans mouth. "Close the garage, take me right here on the hood..." He panted softly. "Please."
"You're sure?" Tim asked, not that he didn't want it, but he had planned on taking care of Matt more. Still, they could keep the vibe up. He closed the door. "All right." He kept on kissing Matt for a little longer.
"I can't wait for you baby... I've waited too long. We'll have all night to do it in bed. Don't make me wait that long now." He unbuckled his belt and slipped his fingers into Tim's hair.
"You're right," Tim agreed and he started working on Matt's shirt. "God..." he groaned when he saw his chest. "So gorgeous..." he moved his hands over the contours, feeling Matt's warmth.
Matt smiled and sighed at the touch of the other mans hands on his chest. "You... fuck your hands feel good...touch my nipples please... their sensitive and I love it."
"Of course," Tim smiled. "I like when you ask for what you want, baby..." he pinched one, softly, and ran his fingers over the other.
Matt let out a soft groan, arching toward the sensation and whimpering. "Please baby... that feels so good."
"I know," Tim said. He moved his mouth down and licked one, then bit, softly. Making sure he was going as gently as possible.
Matt slipped a hand into Tim's hair and moaned. "Fuck yes, bite me there... just be careful with marks. I can't risk having to explain." He used his free hand to slip down the back of Tim's shirt, scratching his back gently.
Tim nodded. "I won't leave marks, baby," he licked, then bit the other side, gently again, making sure he wouldn't be marked, but enough to give him a good shot of pain.
"Please don't stop..." He moaned softly, using his fingers to tug the other mans shirt up and graze his nails down the sensitive skin on Tim's side. "I don't want to stop touching you long enough to get undressed." He laughed breathily.
"That might be difficult," Tim laughed and shivered. "I need to see you.... god... so bad, baby." He unbuckled Matt's pants.
"C'mon, lets get out. Easier to get my pants off..." He said softly. "I want these clothes out of the way... but be careful, its my only suit." He sounded almost ashamed as he said it.
"It's okay, baby. I'm always careful," Tim said, kissing Matt. "I know you're just starting out, you don't have the money for more than one good suit." He stroked Matt's hair and opened the door. "Come on, baby."
Matt slid out, moving around to the front of the car and pulling the other man, letting his ass rest on the hood he pressed their hips together. "Your so understanding... not judgemental like so many others." Matt said with enough emotion that he knew its meaning went well beyond the character.
"I want things to be good for us both," Tim wasn't in character completely either. "I've wanted you for a long time, and you mean a lot to me, beyond the sex," he said softly.
Matt smiled up at the other man, grabbing his belt and undoing it roughly. "Amazing. I'm so damn lucky."
"We both are," Tim leaned forward to kiss Matt softly. "The things I'm going to do with you, baby..."
"Its going to be amazing... I know it." Matt murmured, kissing him back greedily, shoving a hand down Tim's pants and stroking him roughly. "I can't wait to make you come for me..."
"Fuck, that might be sooner than either of us expects if you keep that up, and I am not saying stop," Tim groaned. "That's fucking amazing, just the touch of your hand."
Matt smiled slightly. "I can't help it, I'm good at this because I do it a lot." He stroked more firmly.
"On yourself?" Tim arched into the touch. "Fuck... so good, baby." He knew he'd have to do something more soon but it felt too good to stop just yet...
"Yeah, I touch myself a lot. Since I'm not involved..." He sighed softly, using his free hand to pull Tim's shirt off over his head and leaning in to place gentle bites along his collar bone.
Tim nodded. "Oh... that's good, and you can mark me, just a little, if you want that," he said softly. "But where no one can see it, okay?" He tugged, just a little, on Matt's hair.
Matt nodded, pushing Tim's pants down then and jerking him freely with a moan. "Your cock feels so big in my hand. Your bigger then I am..."
"Fuck, baby, that feels so good, and I'm a little bigger, I think..." Tim reached for Matt's cock, weighing it in his hand and stroking. "It's still gorgeous, like the rest of you."
"It makes me want you inside me even more...knowing you'll feel like your splitting me in two." He grinned at Tim. "Do you want me to do anything?"
"Turn over and lean against the hood," Tim said. He had some lube in the glove compartment, he didn't usually carry it but with Matt and his reactions lately, he'd been jerking off more. "That'll do to start," he kissed in between Matt's shoulders before heading to get the lube.
Matt nodded, bracing himself away from the heat the of the engine. "I want you to be as rough as you want. You can't mark me like I'd like, but you can make sure I feel it anyway." He glanced at Tim, his eyes dark.
"Oh I will, but once I've got you ready so I won't hurt you," Tim said. He came back around and knelt behind Matt. He gripped his ass and pushed his cheeks apart gently, then licked there, testing, slow.
"Oh god... I've never... god..." Matt whimpered. "Feels so good..."
"Good," Tim smiled, and licked harder. "You taste good..."
Matt gripped at the smooth surface of the hood with a moan. "Fuck your tongues amazing..." He spread his legs, almost unaware he did it, and moaned.
Tim saw it though, and he smiled as he fucked Matt's hole with his tongue, sliding a hand up to tug very gently at his balls at the same time.
Matt yelped at that. "Yes... god yes... that's so good." He moaned. "So good."
Tim tugged a little harder and continued to lick and taste Matt. He loved this and he could make Matt come like this if he didn't want to be inside him so badly.
Matt growled softly, his hips rutting against the hood of their own free will. "Fuck that's amazing..."
"Glad you like it," Tim pulled back and slid a lubed finger inside Matt. "Maybe later, I'll do that until you come for me, would you like that?" He hooked his finger inside Matt, finding his prostate.
Matt whimpered loudly, his head nodding rapidly because it felt too good to talk through. He squirmed against the car, wishing the friction of the pressure were enough to do something more then torment him.
"I'll take that as a yes," Tim grinned and added another finger, changing the rhythm to an almost too gentle fucking motion as he stretched Matt out.
"Oh god yes... so good... open me up." He murmured, his hips rocking.
"So tight," Tim said, stretching and sliding another finger in. "Think you're really going to feel my cock, baby."
"I want too... so much. Want to feel it like I haven't in so long. Want to think about you every second of tomorrow because I can't move without feeling your dirty work." He panted as he spoke, pushing his hips back toward Tim's hand, loving every second.
"Such a good little cock whore, aren't you?" Tim asked, lubing his cock and leaning over Matt. He teased his hole, again taking it slow.
"Only when I want someone as badly as I want you..." Matt moaned at the teasing sensation. "That's your fault for being so hot."
"I'll take the blame for that," Tim laughed as he pressed deeper. "You're so tight and hot..."
Matt whimpered and squirmed, feeling himself open for the other man. "Come on... such a tease..." He groaned. "I need you inside me..."
"You beg so pretty, I don't think I could refuse if I wanted to," Tim thrust in, hard.
Matt yelped his hips bucking from the feeling and moaning, reaching back to grip Tim's hip, feeling their hips pressed together with a growl. "Fuck, do that more... please..."
Tim held Matt's hand there and thrust, not quite as hard, but near to it. "Like that?" he asked, groaning.
"Yes, I love how rough that feels." Matt growled. "Oh my god..." He set his face against the hood with a whimper.
Tim kept up the pace, fucking Matt hard and fast, He knew neither of them would last too long but it was too good to slow up.
Matt was just below sobbing, the feelings going through him too much to contain. He shoved back against the other man, trying to make the impact harder. "Yes... god... fuck me..." He gasped.
"God, yes, baby," Tim pulled Matt back and fucked him harder, one hand moving around to stroke Matt's cock. "God, so hard, baby..."
"All you... fuck me... yes..." Matt arched back, setting his head back against Tim's shoulder as he let the other man jerk him. "Your so big inside me... make me feel so fucking hot..." His hands moved up and pinched his nipples as he spoke.
"That's because you are hot, baby," Tim growled into Matt's ear. "I want you to come for me, can you do that baby? Can you come hard for me?"
Matt whimpered and nodded, "Hard and fast as you can... I'm almost there... make me scream..." He moaned.
Tim thrust several times, tugging hard on Matt's cock and growling filth into his ear. "Come for me, be my good cock whore now, baby, come on..."
Matt arched, his voice cracking as he yelped, his body convulsing around Tim as he exploded.
"Oh fuck, yes!" Tim cried out, feeling Matt tight around him, then exploding deep inside him. "Yes!" He buried his mouth in Matt's hair and moaned.
Matt reached back, giving the other mans hair a tug as he felt the other man explode. "Oh god... yes yes yes baby..."
"Matty," Tim groaned, head resting against Matt. "Fuck, baby..."
Matt let out a hoarse laugh. "God... that... you need to do that to me again as soon as humanly possible." Matt turned his head, asking for a kiss from the other man silently.
Tim responded to the kiss request first, instinctively. He moaned against Matt's lips. "Not sure how soon, but we can do that then, yeah," he said.
"Fuck... I don't ever want to stop actually. You have no idea what an amazing fuck you are. You just blew my mind." He laughed softly. "I think it may be full blown addiction."
"Well, that could be arranged," Tim grinned. "But for now, let's go upstairs and get cleaned up." He took Matt's hand. "I know I'm addicted to you already."
Matt nodded, pulling away only enough to let the other man slip out of him. "I'm going to hurt in such a good way tomorrow. God..."
Tim wrapped a towel around Matt's waist, before picking up his suit. "Don't want to get this dirty," he said. He slipped his own t-shirt and underwear on, holding the suit and his jeans. "Do you want more clothes on?" he asked.
Matt smiled at that. "No, I'll be fine. I've done this much, walking around in a towel isn't that big a deal."
"Good," Tim smiled and put an arm around Matt. "Come on... we've got the rest of the night ahead of us... and I have so many plans for you."