Carpe Diem Little Man
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Title:Carpe Diem Little Man
Rating:R/17(?)
Word count:approx 2200
Pairing: Howard and Vince
Summary: Howard has a bit of trouble which leads to a bit of a fumble
Disclaimer: I mean no offence. I made it up just for a laugh. I don't own anything
Carpe Diem Little Man
Vince was casually flicking through a magazine when he heard Howard’s footsteps on the stairs leading to their small shared flat. “Hey, Howard” he said glancing up at his friend as he reached the top of the stairs.
“Shit! Howard, what happened?” He jumped out of the armchair and raced over to his friend standing at the top of the stairs. Howard had several gashes on his cheek, just under his left eye. His hands were scratched and bleeding and his tweed jacket was torn.
Vince led him to the sofa and helped him tentatively sit down. “Ah, I got mugged just outside the park” Howard mumbled “Christ, Howard, how many of them got you? Vince questioned. “Oh, erm, there was two of them, yes, two I think. It all happened so quickly, you know. It’s a bit of a blur really.”
“Have you called the police Howard? You really should” He shook his head quickly “Oh, no I don’t want to get the police involved, they didn’t get anything, so you know…. I’d rather just forget about it” Vince looked at his friend’s wounds “The scratches don’t look too bad. D’ya want me to clean them up for you? We’ve got some antiseptic stuff in the bathroom.” Howard sighed, “Go on then - but be gentle!” Vince smiled as he headed to the bathroom “I’m always gentle”
When Vince returned Howard had removed his torn jacket and was drying his scratched hands on a towel. Howard sighed and leaned his head back against the cushions. Vince sat next to his friend on the sofa. He took Howard’s left hand in his, concern filling his voice “Are you sure you’re ok? You look a bit pale. That’s normally my look.” Howard looked up and gave a slow nod. “Absolutely fine. Oh yes. It takes more than that to thwart Howard Moon, Sir. They didn’t know who they were dealing with. Do you think I look bad? You should see them! Put a few moves on them and no mistake” Howard laughed nervously. “ Now, if you don’t mind, lets just get cleaned up”
Vince kneeled beside Howard on the sofa and began to gently clean the scratches on his face. They weren’t deep, so would hopefully heal easily. Vince took his time gently rubbing the damp cotton wool over Howard’s injuries. He really did not want to hurt his friend any further. Besides, he was enjoying the feeling that he was helping Howard. It made him feel kind of..’fuzzy’ inside. Howard needed him. That was nice.
Vince couldn’t think of a time when he had been this close to Howard. His friend was reserved, even reticent at times. This had often frustrated him in the past. There had been times when it would have been nice, reassuring even, for Howard to have held him, to put his arms around him and protect him. To tell him he how much he meant to him. However, Vince had realised a long time ago that Howard Moon was not that sort of man.
Vince had balanced his small frame against Howard’s body. Ordinarily Howard would have been pulling back, uneasy with the intimacy, but somehow this was comforting after his trauma. Whilst Vince was cleaning his grazes, Howard was taking in every detail of his face. He just couldn’t tear his eyes away from it. He felt hypnotized by it. Why had he never taken the time to actual look at Vince before? His pale smooth skin, startling blue eyes framed by feminine thick, black lashes, his sharp jaw and his soft, plump lips. “Pretty.” He reflected. In fact, he had to admit; Vince was prettier than most girls were.
Suddenly, Howard couldn’t help himself. He had moved before he had even realised it himself. He leaned forward and planted a kiss firmly on Vince’s lips. It was brief, but determined and deliberate.
Vince jumped back from his friend, startled by Howard’s surprise move. Howard felt his face redden. What had he just done? “Oh Christ. I’m sorry” he stuttered, “It must be the shock”
Vince’s eyes widened “You said you were fine” he replied, his voice thin. Howard stuttered “Oh. Shit. Right. It must be…delayed shock?” Howard caught Vince’s gaze. He felt those blue eyes were burning right through him. He tried to stand up; hoped putting physical distance between them would help him think clearer. Hoped it would get the memory of Vince’s soft, pink lips out of his mind. Howard shook his head to try to clear his thoughts. Obviously, it was a huge mistake and Vince was not impressed. As he moved forward though Vince placed his left hand firmly against his chest. He pushed Howard back into the seat.
“Kiss me again.”
“What?” replied Howard, not sure he had heard correctly. Vince swung his left leg over Howard’s thighs so that he was now straddling the larger man. “I said, kiss me again” Howard gasped and reached up for Vince with his lips. Vince responded by hungrily crashing his mouth down on Howard’s lips. At first, the kiss was needy, hard and angry. It was ravenous and greedy. It was teeth, moustaches and stubble. It was like their lips had been starving, and now they were feasting. Then, once they had recognized that hunger, the kiss began to slow and become more gentle and sensual. Vince slipped his tongue between Howard’s lips and ran it around his mouth. He tasted him, teased him. Howard groaned in appreciation and brought his tongue up to meet Vince’s. It was soft and warm, and Howard thought it was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted.
Vince breathlessly pulled back from Howard’s lips and kissed down his neck and across to his right ear. Taking the lobe in his mouth, he teased and sucked, enjoying the soft gasps that were escaping from Howard’s lips. He moved his mouth back to Howard’s and began to nibble his lower lip, then once again pushed the tip of his tongue into his friend’s mouth. Howard lapped and massaged Vince’s tongue with his own. He ran his hands down Vince’s back, pushing up the fabric of his tight green t-shirt and allowing his fingers to explore the hot smooth skin underneath. He felt goose bumps rise on Vince’s back, heard a moan escape from the younger man’s lips. Vince responded by pushing hands into Howard’s hair, twisting his fingers through the deep brown locks.
Howard began to shift under Vince’s weight. He could feel the hardness growing in his crotch, the fabric of his trousers start to strain. Vince carried on teasing Howard’s tongue until he felt he could take no more. He pushed his groin up to meet Vince’s and began to rub against him. Vince was shocked at Howard’s newfound confidence. He found it an incredible turn on, felt his cock twitch with every move. Howard groaned as he felt Vince’s erection push against him.
Vince pushed his lips harder against Howard’s mouth and rubbed his hands over his chest and under his shirt. He began to nip and twist the erect buds of Howard's nipples. This was the final straw for Howard who felt like he might explode. He needed release. He needed Vince. He pulled his mouth back and pushed his hips up, wantonly displaying his huge erection. He gasped “Please, Vince….please. I need you” Vince smiled mischievously and quickly slipped to the floor between Howard’s knees. He undid the zip of Howard’s trousers and slipped his hand inside. They both groaned as Vince gripped Howard’s cock with his right hand. He ran his thumb over the already wet head and pumped his fist up and down the thick shaft. He knew his friend was probably close to coming so he pulled his hand out and Howard lifted his hips to wriggle out of his trousers and underwear.
Vince rocked back on his heels and took a good look at his friend’s cock, his eyes widening. Howard was a big guy, all over, it seemed. Vince slowly licked his lips as he watched Howard squirm uncomfortably on the sofa. “Please Vince?” he moaned. Vince smiled cheekily “Please what?” he asked feigning innocence, trailing a finger up and down Howard’s inner thigh “Please..sort that out!” Howard almost roared, grabbing Vince by the hair and pushing his head down onto his groin.
Vince took the head of Howard’s cock between his lips and gently swirled his tongue over it. He felt Howard twitch, heard him groan deeply. Pushing his lips further down Vince took more of Howard’s length in his mouth. He brought his hand up and gripped the base of Howard’s cock, twisting his fist up to meet his lips coming down, never breaking contact, never breaking rhythm. It did not take long for Vince to feel Howard’s hips start to buck up to meet his mouth.
Howard thought his lungs might explode out of chest. His breathing was coming in short bursts. Whatever his best friend was doing to his cock was affecting every fibre in his body. The hairs on his arms were prickling; his sense of smell heightened; his head was dizzy and he didn’t even know how to describe how it felt to have Vince’s soft, warm, wet lips wrapped round his erection. He had experienced nothing like this before.
Howard looked down at Vince, at the dark head bobbing between his thighs. He couldn’t believe what was happening, but he didn’t want it to stop. Vince glanced up and caught Howard watching him. He gazed at his friend as he pulled his lips gradually up Howard’s shaft, reaching the tender head again. Never taking his eyes off Howard’s he slowly ran his tongue around the head of Howard’s cock. He continued to pump with his fist as he teased and licked. Vince had given head before, usually after an alcohol-fuelled night at some random club. This was different he acknowledged. This was the first time he actually cared about the person. This felt special.
Howard could feel his orgasm building. Vince sensed that Howard was close so he pulled his lips from Howard’s cock and gave a final flick along the head with his tongue. Howard arched his back and pushed his groin up toward Vince as hard as he could. His orgasm exploded through every part of his body - he had never felt a sensation like it. He bucked his hips as he came hard, covering his friend’s fist. Vince kept his hand tight around Howard’s cock, pumping and milking until he was spent.
Vince pulled his hand from Howard and wiped the stickiness onto the discarded towel on the floor. He climbed back onto Howard’s knee and watched his friend struggle to gain some sort of composure. His cheeks were flushed and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. His breathing was ragged and quick.
Howard looked at the younger man straddling his lap, in astonishment. He couldn’t believe what had just happened between them. Or how right it had felt.
“Wow” Howard mumbled, “I think that was the best blow job I’ve ever had” At first Vince smiled, thrilled at the praise, then he had a thought. He leaned back and studied his friend. “Howard?” Vince questioned, raising an eyebrow suspiciously “Was that the only blow job you’ve ever had?” Howard shrugged “Technically, yes” Vince shook his head and laughed. “So, where did all that come from then? It was a bit out of the blue”
Howard rubbed his hands over Vince’s chest. “Little man, a brush with death teaches you many things. It teaches you to seize the day - ‘Carpe Diem!’ I looked my own mortality in the face today Vince. I guess I realized life’s too short”
“I still think you should call the police Howard. You just said you were almost killed! Why don’t you want them involved?” Vince asked confused. Howard shook his head “ Ah, Vince. Just leave it, ok” Vince knew his friend, knew there was something more to his story. “Right, out with it! Something’s not right here. I want the truth Howard,” he demanded, putting his hands on his hips. Howard hung his head. “Was it those chavs from the estate again? The ones who tied you to the lamppost, stole your shoes and put them on that stray dog that time?” Vince laughed. “No, Vince. I told you, there were two of them. They were after my mobile phone.” Vince stared at Howard. “Your mobile? Christ, they must have been desperate! You can’t even take photos with it!” Howard nodded “I know. I handed it over, and they took one look and threw it in the bushes. I tried to get it back and slipped on some mud.” Howard’s face turned scarlet “I fell into a bush, that’s how I got the scratches.” Vince tried, but failed to stifle a laugh. Howard shook his head “Kids today, eh?” “Kids? How old where they?” probed Vince. Howard glanced away. ”Ummm, the biggest looked about nine I suppose.” Vince burst out laughing, “Shit Howard, you are a..” “I know” Howard interrupted “I’m an idiot” Vince’s face softened “I was going to say tit actually. I was really worried about you!”
Howard smiled and raised his hand to push back a lock of Vince’s hair. ”I know you were. I am sorry” he said trailing a finger down Vince’s cheek. “Humph..so you should be” Vince pretended to sulk. Howard dropped his hand to Vince’s waistband and began to unbutton his skinny jeans. “But I know a really good way to make it up to you” he winked.
Title:Carpe Diem Little Man
Rating:R/17(?)
Word count:approx 2200
Pairing: Howard and Vince
Summary: Howard has a bit of trouble which leads to a bit of a fumble
Disclaimer: I mean no offence. I made it up just for a laugh. I don't own anything
Carpe Diem Little Man
Vince was casually flicking through a magazine when he heard Howard’s footsteps on the stairs leading to their small shared flat. “Hey, Howard” he said glancing up at his friend as he reached the top of the stairs.
“Shit! Howard, what happened?” He jumped out of the armchair and raced over to his friend standing at the top of the stairs. Howard had several gashes on his cheek, just under his left eye. His hands were scratched and bleeding and his tweed jacket was torn.
Vince led him to the sofa and helped him tentatively sit down. “Ah, I got mugged just outside the park” Howard mumbled “Christ, Howard, how many of them got you? Vince questioned. “Oh, erm, there was two of them, yes, two I think. It all happened so quickly, you know. It’s a bit of a blur really.”
“Have you called the police Howard? You really should” He shook his head quickly “Oh, no I don’t want to get the police involved, they didn’t get anything, so you know…. I’d rather just forget about it” Vince looked at his friend’s wounds “The scratches don’t look too bad. D’ya want me to clean them up for you? We’ve got some antiseptic stuff in the bathroom.” Howard sighed, “Go on then - but be gentle!” Vince smiled as he headed to the bathroom “I’m always gentle”
When Vince returned Howard had removed his torn jacket and was drying his scratched hands on a towel. Howard sighed and leaned his head back against the cushions. Vince sat next to his friend on the sofa. He took Howard’s left hand in his, concern filling his voice “Are you sure you’re ok? You look a bit pale. That’s normally my look.” Howard looked up and gave a slow nod. “Absolutely fine. Oh yes. It takes more than that to thwart Howard Moon, Sir. They didn’t know who they were dealing with. Do you think I look bad? You should see them! Put a few moves on them and no mistake” Howard laughed nervously. “ Now, if you don’t mind, lets just get cleaned up”
Vince kneeled beside Howard on the sofa and began to gently clean the scratches on his face. They weren’t deep, so would hopefully heal easily. Vince took his time gently rubbing the damp cotton wool over Howard’s injuries. He really did not want to hurt his friend any further. Besides, he was enjoying the feeling that he was helping Howard. It made him feel kind of..’fuzzy’ inside. Howard needed him. That was nice.
Vince couldn’t think of a time when he had been this close to Howard. His friend was reserved, even reticent at times. This had often frustrated him in the past. There had been times when it would have been nice, reassuring even, for Howard to have held him, to put his arms around him and protect him. To tell him he how much he meant to him. However, Vince had realised a long time ago that Howard Moon was not that sort of man.
Vince had balanced his small frame against Howard’s body. Ordinarily Howard would have been pulling back, uneasy with the intimacy, but somehow this was comforting after his trauma. Whilst Vince was cleaning his grazes, Howard was taking in every detail of his face. He just couldn’t tear his eyes away from it. He felt hypnotized by it. Why had he never taken the time to actual look at Vince before? His pale smooth skin, startling blue eyes framed by feminine thick, black lashes, his sharp jaw and his soft, plump lips. “Pretty.” He reflected. In fact, he had to admit; Vince was prettier than most girls were.
Suddenly, Howard couldn’t help himself. He had moved before he had even realised it himself. He leaned forward and planted a kiss firmly on Vince’s lips. It was brief, but determined and deliberate.
Vince jumped back from his friend, startled by Howard’s surprise move. Howard felt his face redden. What had he just done? “Oh Christ. I’m sorry” he stuttered, “It must be the shock”
Vince’s eyes widened “You said you were fine” he replied, his voice thin. Howard stuttered “Oh. Shit. Right. It must be…delayed shock?” Howard caught Vince’s gaze. He felt those blue eyes were burning right through him. He tried to stand up; hoped putting physical distance between them would help him think clearer. Hoped it would get the memory of Vince’s soft, pink lips out of his mind. Howard shook his head to try to clear his thoughts. Obviously, it was a huge mistake and Vince was not impressed. As he moved forward though Vince placed his left hand firmly against his chest. He pushed Howard back into the seat.
“Kiss me again.”
“What?” replied Howard, not sure he had heard correctly. Vince swung his left leg over Howard’s thighs so that he was now straddling the larger man. “I said, kiss me again” Howard gasped and reached up for Vince with his lips. Vince responded by hungrily crashing his mouth down on Howard’s lips. At first, the kiss was needy, hard and angry. It was ravenous and greedy. It was teeth, moustaches and stubble. It was like their lips had been starving, and now they were feasting. Then, once they had recognized that hunger, the kiss began to slow and become more gentle and sensual. Vince slipped his tongue between Howard’s lips and ran it around his mouth. He tasted him, teased him. Howard groaned in appreciation and brought his tongue up to meet Vince’s. It was soft and warm, and Howard thought it was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted.
Vince breathlessly pulled back from Howard’s lips and kissed down his neck and across to his right ear. Taking the lobe in his mouth, he teased and sucked, enjoying the soft gasps that were escaping from Howard’s lips. He moved his mouth back to Howard’s and began to nibble his lower lip, then once again pushed the tip of his tongue into his friend’s mouth. Howard lapped and massaged Vince’s tongue with his own. He ran his hands down Vince’s back, pushing up the fabric of his tight green t-shirt and allowing his fingers to explore the hot smooth skin underneath. He felt goose bumps rise on Vince’s back, heard a moan escape from the younger man’s lips. Vince responded by pushing hands into Howard’s hair, twisting his fingers through the deep brown locks.
Howard began to shift under Vince’s weight. He could feel the hardness growing in his crotch, the fabric of his trousers start to strain. Vince carried on teasing Howard’s tongue until he felt he could take no more. He pushed his groin up to meet Vince’s and began to rub against him. Vince was shocked at Howard’s newfound confidence. He found it an incredible turn on, felt his cock twitch with every move. Howard groaned as he felt Vince’s erection push against him.
Vince pushed his lips harder against Howard’s mouth and rubbed his hands over his chest and under his shirt. He began to nip and twist the erect buds of Howard's nipples. This was the final straw for Howard who felt like he might explode. He needed release. He needed Vince. He pulled his mouth back and pushed his hips up, wantonly displaying his huge erection. He gasped “Please, Vince….please. I need you” Vince smiled mischievously and quickly slipped to the floor between Howard’s knees. He undid the zip of Howard’s trousers and slipped his hand inside. They both groaned as Vince gripped Howard’s cock with his right hand. He ran his thumb over the already wet head and pumped his fist up and down the thick shaft. He knew his friend was probably close to coming so he pulled his hand out and Howard lifted his hips to wriggle out of his trousers and underwear.
Vince rocked back on his heels and took a good look at his friend’s cock, his eyes widening. Howard was a big guy, all over, it seemed. Vince slowly licked his lips as he watched Howard squirm uncomfortably on the sofa. “Please Vince?” he moaned. Vince smiled cheekily “Please what?” he asked feigning innocence, trailing a finger up and down Howard’s inner thigh “Please..sort that out!” Howard almost roared, grabbing Vince by the hair and pushing his head down onto his groin.
Vince took the head of Howard’s cock between his lips and gently swirled his tongue over it. He felt Howard twitch, heard him groan deeply. Pushing his lips further down Vince took more of Howard’s length in his mouth. He brought his hand up and gripped the base of Howard’s cock, twisting his fist up to meet his lips coming down, never breaking contact, never breaking rhythm. It did not take long for Vince to feel Howard’s hips start to buck up to meet his mouth.
Howard thought his lungs might explode out of chest. His breathing was coming in short bursts. Whatever his best friend was doing to his cock was affecting every fibre in his body. The hairs on his arms were prickling; his sense of smell heightened; his head was dizzy and he didn’t even know how to describe how it felt to have Vince’s soft, warm, wet lips wrapped round his erection. He had experienced nothing like this before.
Howard looked down at Vince, at the dark head bobbing between his thighs. He couldn’t believe what was happening, but he didn’t want it to stop. Vince glanced up and caught Howard watching him. He gazed at his friend as he pulled his lips gradually up Howard’s shaft, reaching the tender head again. Never taking his eyes off Howard’s he slowly ran his tongue around the head of Howard’s cock. He continued to pump with his fist as he teased and licked. Vince had given head before, usually after an alcohol-fuelled night at some random club. This was different he acknowledged. This was the first time he actually cared about the person. This felt special.
Howard could feel his orgasm building. Vince sensed that Howard was close so he pulled his lips from Howard’s cock and gave a final flick along the head with his tongue. Howard arched his back and pushed his groin up toward Vince as hard as he could. His orgasm exploded through every part of his body - he had never felt a sensation like it. He bucked his hips as he came hard, covering his friend’s fist. Vince kept his hand tight around Howard’s cock, pumping and milking until he was spent.
Vince pulled his hand from Howard and wiped the stickiness onto the discarded towel on the floor. He climbed back onto Howard’s knee and watched his friend struggle to gain some sort of composure. His cheeks were flushed and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. His breathing was ragged and quick.
Howard looked at the younger man straddling his lap, in astonishment. He couldn’t believe what had just happened between them. Or how right it had felt.
“Wow” Howard mumbled, “I think that was the best blow job I’ve ever had” At first Vince smiled, thrilled at the praise, then he had a thought. He leaned back and studied his friend. “Howard?” Vince questioned, raising an eyebrow suspiciously “Was that the only blow job you’ve ever had?” Howard shrugged “Technically, yes” Vince shook his head and laughed. “So, where did all that come from then? It was a bit out of the blue”
Howard rubbed his hands over Vince’s chest. “Little man, a brush with death teaches you many things. It teaches you to seize the day - ‘Carpe Diem!’ I looked my own mortality in the face today Vince. I guess I realized life’s too short”
“I still think you should call the police Howard. You just said you were almost killed! Why don’t you want them involved?” Vince asked confused. Howard shook his head “ Ah, Vince. Just leave it, ok” Vince knew his friend, knew there was something more to his story. “Right, out with it! Something’s not right here. I want the truth Howard,” he demanded, putting his hands on his hips. Howard hung his head. “Was it those chavs from the estate again? The ones who tied you to the lamppost, stole your shoes and put them on that stray dog that time?” Vince laughed. “No, Vince. I told you, there were two of them. They were after my mobile phone.” Vince stared at Howard. “Your mobile? Christ, they must have been desperate! You can’t even take photos with it!” Howard nodded “I know. I handed it over, and they took one look and threw it in the bushes. I tried to get it back and slipped on some mud.” Howard’s face turned scarlet “I fell into a bush, that’s how I got the scratches.” Vince tried, but failed to stifle a laugh. Howard shook his head “Kids today, eh?” “Kids? How old where they?” probed Vince. Howard glanced away. ”Ummm, the biggest looked about nine I suppose.” Vince burst out laughing, “Shit Howard, you are a..” “I know” Howard interrupted “I’m an idiot” Vince’s face softened “I was going to say tit actually. I was really worried about you!”
Howard smiled and raised his hand to push back a lock of Vince’s hair. ”I know you were. I am sorry” he said trailing a finger down Vince’s cheek. “Humph..so you should be” Vince pretended to sulk. Howard dropped his hand to Vince’s waistband and began to unbutton his skinny jeans. “But I know a really good way to make it up to you” he winked.