Another F1 Story
Title: Black Velvet
Series: none
Author: MattMel
Rating/ Warnings: Black Flag (NC-17)
cross-dressing guy and p0rn and unsafe sex
BETA: uk_kitty
Genre: PWP and a bit of romance I think
Fandom: F1
Pairing: Mark Webber / ???
Spoilers: story takes place after Spa 2010, but I do not mention any race results
Summary: Mark gets to know a beautiful woman, and gets his birthday present too :)
Disclaimer: This story is not meant to reflect the true natures, personalities or sexual orientations of the men involved. I don't own them and I do this without their permission. It's all just for fun. And no I don’t make any money either.
Notes: inspired by promts from the f1slash_kink meme
Words: 3377
. : : Black Velvet : : .
Sunday evening around 9 pm
Mark wandered to the party the team insisted to throw for him after the race, since they could not do so on Friday.
He would have been happy with just a cake, but he knew his team better. They liked to party at every opportunity, so who was he to deny them.
Looking around the Energy Station that had been transformed into a party hall, he saw his long time friend and team boss.
Christian was standing at the bar, chatting with a petite woman.
The Australian stepped a bit closer, then stopped and stared at the beauty before him. He might prefer men, but he liked women just fine as well.
Mark could not recognize her, as he could only see her from behind, but what a sexy behind it was.
The small, delicate feet were tucked into black, strapped high heels. She had long legs for her short stature and they were encased in black see through stockings with the seam running along the back of her legs in a nearly straight line.
Mark’s eyes followed along that line to the edge of a midnight blue miniskirt that seemed to flow along the counters of a pert little butt and slender hips.
Her top was in the same midnight blue colour, but some sparkling thread was interwoven in the material, making it shimmer in the strobe lights from the disco ball overhead.
The top was tight against her slim waist and upper body. It looked like it was painted on and accentuated her slender build. She was wearing what looked to be black velvet gloves that reached up to her elbows.
Mark walked a bit nearer so he could get a better view. He still couldn’t see her face, as it was turned to his English team principal. What he could see were her breasts that fit perfectly to her petite stature, they looked quite natural on her slim body.
She looked simply stunning, even if Mark had not seen her fully from the front yet.
Mark decided that he definitely needed to get to know that sweet bombshell of a woman. She looked like a little wildcat, and if he was honest to himself, Mark craved some no-strings-attached sex with another person. He hadn’t had any since he and Sebastian broke up following the Turkey incident and the Silverstone wing saga.
“Hello Christian, would you introduce me to your beautiful company?” Mark said to his boss and then gasped as said beautiful company turned around and smiled shyly at him.
She wore a dark leather collar around her neck and her subtle makeup accentuated her wide, stunning pale blue eyes. Her dirty blonde hair was done up all wild and spiky.
She was gorgeous.
She was sexy as hell.
She was something straight out of his best wet dream.
She was also his team mate.
She was his MALE team mate!
His male team mate, who was looking like the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
“My god Sebastian! You look …” Mark could not find the right words to describe the smaller man.
“Like a woman?” the young German said softly.
“Amazingly gorgeous!” Mark said.
There was a moment of stunned silence and Mark recognised the new song that had just started playing. It was ‘Ayo Technology’ by Milow; the song that in fit of youthful silliness after an impromptu shag in Mark’s car, Sebastian had declared to an amused Mark, would be their relationship song. That was over a year ago.
“May I have the pleasure of the next dance?” Mark asked without thinking. For the first time in a long while, he did not get that clenched feeling in his heart, while hearing that song. Maybe everything would work itself out to a happy end.
Sebastian simply nodded, laid his hand in that of the taller man and went with him to the makeshift dance floor.
Once there Mark put his arms around Sebastian and pulled the smaller man flush against his body. Feeling Sebastian’s fake breasts pushing against him, it still felt natural to have the smaller man in his arms again. The beautiful pair started to sway to the music, probably more slowly than the song demanded, but they didn’t care as they held onto each other.
A sidelong glance at a grinning Christian confirmed Mark’s thought that the timing of that song playing was most likely a setup. But Mark didn’t care as he danced with his stunningly gorgeous non woman. The high heels Sebastian was wearing meant that the young German was able to cuddle his head up on Mark’s shoulder and whisper in his ear, how terribly sorry he was about everything that had happened between them and how much he still loved Mark.
“Don’t think about that right now. Just relax and enjoy this night, we will talk about all the other stuff tomorrow.” Mark looked into Sebastian’s sad blue eyes before he bent down and kissed his forehead.
“And I love you too.” Mark whispered as he pulled the smaller man closer still.
After the song finished they did not stop dancing as a new one came on, that one even slower than the last. And so the night wore on. Someone, almost certainly Christian, made sure that only slow dance numbers were played. It probably annoyed the team members a little bit, but nobody said anything, as they all wanted to see the drivers happy again. Red Bull Racing had not been the same after the boys’ nasty break up.
Mark and Sebastian were in a world of their own. They completely ignored the other dancers around them. Even when somebody accidentally bumped into them, they just kept on dancing, lost in the rhythm of music and each other.
The longer they danced together the more they seemed to require contact between them. What in the beginning were tender, reassuring gestures of a love rediscovered became more and more demanding touches of a love that wanted to be consumed again after too long a time apart.
Mark stroked the edge of Sebastian’s collar, then all along his back, finally ending with a gentle squeeze to the skirt clad ass of his team mate.
Sebastian in turn pushed even closer to Mark, rubbing their body’s together and ending up with one of his legs firmly between Mark’s.
That action caused his miniskirt to ride up even higher on his tights, revealing just the border of his stockings and the suspender belt straps that held them up.
Mark moaned softly as he noticed what Sebastian’s action revealed. He pushed his hand to the skirt and tried to pull it down a bit. Only he was allowed to see his sexy lover’s pale flesh, no one else. He wondered when he became so possessive of Sebastian; he certainly wasn’t before their break up.
Then he felt the young German smiling into his neck and decided he would think about that later, he had more important things to focus on now. Like his throbbing hard-on that was being rubbed not so gently by Sebastian’s slender leg.
Or the hot flesh he could feel against his own leg. He wondered how Sebastian was able to hide that in this formfitting skirt of his.
That was something the older man wanted to find out as soon as possible, so he tenderly pushed Sebastian away a little bit.
“I want to take you back to my room. I want to tame the little wildcat that you have so long hidden inside yourself.” Mark huskily said to the feminine face in front of him.
“Yes please.” It was more a sigh than an actual answer from Sebastian.
As one they turned around, leaving first the dance floor and then the party altogether. Mark escorted the young German like a lady Sebastian has become that night.
Dancing the whole night with Sebastian had one major advantage; Mark was sober and could drive to the hotel himself.
What he had not counted on was the fact that the little kind of feminine creature in the passenger’s seat used that time wisely to arouse Mark even further.
Sebastian sat in the car with his legs crossed, which he did for one and one purpose only, to let Mark again see a glimpse of his pale flesh, as the skirt rode up high once more.
As they had to stop at a light, the young German stroked his glove clad hand along his thigh, pushing the skirt up even more. Looking at the dark haired man next to him, Sebastian deliberately let out a breathless moan.
Mark turned his head around sharply, his gaze zooming in on the little bit of exposed leg of his team mate. He was a bit dumbstruck by this new and female version of Sebastian, and had a hard time keeping his hands where they belonged; at the steering wheel of his car.
Mark gave a soft gasp as the blond leant over and put his mouth right next to his ear.
“The light turned green already.”
For Mark, Sebastian’s hushed whisper sounded like a love declaration, as his ear was trickled by soft breath.
The older man needed another moment to gather his thoughts enough to continue driving to the hotel. Especially since Sebastian decided to gently stroke Mark’s hair and ending up with his hand on the back of the Australian’s neck.
For the rest of the journey Sebastian left his fingers there, slightly playing with the short hair. Making the older man shiver in delight, more than once at the feeling, that the velvet material of Sebastian’s glove created on his skin.
Once they got to the hotel parking lot, Mark went around the car and opened the door for Sebastian. Offering an arm and his jacket, against the cold Belgium night, the pair walked into the hotel and right to the waiting lifts. Mark was glad that the lift was empty, because that meant he could push his beautiful non woman carefully against a wall and kiss those dark red coloured lips fully for the first time.
As the lift stopped they breathlessly separated, needing a moment to just gaze at each other.
“God Sebastian, you deserve a slow and tender love making session, but I fear that once in the room I’ll only be able to give you a quick dirty fuck. You have made me so hot all evening.” Mark looked into the feminine face of his team mate.
Sebastian giggled lightly, his lips looking quite funny with his now smeared lipstick.
“It’s ok Mark, I was kind of hoping for that and apart from that you are the birthday boy and I am merely your present.”
Mark grinned and opened his room door. While guiding his company inside, he stroked over Sebastian’s skirt clad ass yet again.
“And oh mate, do I like the wrapping!”
Mark looked around the suite for a second then led Sebastian over to the big sofa that was facing the floor to ceiling windows.
Once there Mark pulled Sebastian against him, rubbing his body on Sebastian’s and kissing the younger man deeply.
“Mark please I need you now.” Sebastian moaned.
“Alright turn around.” Mark said.
“Huh?” The young German looked confused up at Mark.
“Told you, I could only give you a hard fuck, so the sofa is the fastest and easiest way to do it.” Mark grinned, and then he pushed Sebastian around, mindful of the black high heels his team mate was wearing.
Sebastian caught on to Mark’s plan, as the taller man pushed the blue skirt up to Sebastian’s hips. Leaning over the back of the high backed sofa, the small German pushed his ass out towards his lover.
Having pushed the skirt up and out of the way, Mark began to run his hands all over his teammates butt.
In order to pull of the very female outfit Sebastian had worn some kind of special panties, that had to be fastened at his sides and had a reinforced front that pushed his cock tight to his body, hiding the fact that under the skirt he was still all male.
Mark leant over the smaller man and whispered hotly in his ear.
„You went to a lot of trouble to look like a woman; it must have been hard to buy all that. Was it just this one time for me, or do you like to dress up once in a while?“
But before the young German could answer, Mark had opened the fasting on one side of his panties, freeing his hard cock and making Sebastian let out a deep groan.
Mark stoked the freed cock a few times, loving the noises his little lover made, but he wanted more and he wanted it as fast as possible so with a last downward stroke his hand left Sebastian’s hot flesh to open the fasting on the other side of the black panties.
With a tender caress he brushed the now loose black material down his lovers pale hips.
And he did a double take.
„Oh my god Sebi!” he moaned at what else the panties had been hiding, and then he carefully placed his fingers at the object that nearly had him on his knees and gave it a little push.
„Mark, please more.“ Sebastian breathlessly said.
The Australian grinned then started to push and pull the sparkling blue butt plug a bit.
„You little slut, you like having your ass full don’t you.“ Mark growled, but one could not help but hear the loving, adoring undertones in his voice as he gave Sebastian’s butt checks a little squeeze.
„Yeah, but I’m your slut, Mark, only yours and I need you now, need the real thing, please.“
Sebastian begged, trying to push his ass into Mark’s big hands even more.
„Patience is a virtue.“ Grinned Mark as he kneeled down behind the young German and carefully pulled the butt plug free, it was larger than he had expected.
Sebastian moaned at the empty feeling and shivered a bit.
After a moment he let out a groan and threw his head back forcefully as Mark grabbed his ass cheeks and drove his tongue right into the relaxed hole before him.
Sebastian tried desperately to lock up his knees and get a secure stand on his high heels as Mark pushed a finger into his body alongside his talented tongue and started to play with the younger man’s pleasure spot.
„Bitte ... oh Mark ... bitte ... I need more ... please ... Mark need you.“
Sebastian arched his back as far as he could. Little whines, moans and all sort of aroused noises leaving his mouth.
Mark grinned as he realized that Sebastian was shamelessly begging to be fucked, he always loved that about his lover. When it came to sex the young German was eager and completely shameless and he had no problem to beg for the things he wanted.
It was an enormous ego bust for Mark, to be able to reduce the sensual little non woman to incoherent moaning and begging in such a short amount of time.
By now Mark was able to move three fingers fairly easily within Sebastian’s hot channel.
„Do you need lube, baby or are you ready to take me like this?“
While Mark knew the younger man might like it fast and rough once in a while, and he himself was impatient to get this started for real, he would never hurt Sebastian like that if he could help it.
„No lube, did prepare myself before, please Mark just need you, please now.“
Sebastian looked back at his taller lover as best as he could, being bent over the sofa.
Mark just nodded, opened his pants one handed and after freeing his fingers, pushed his hard cock into the willing body before him.
Both men let out breathless groans at finally being joined so intimately again after such a long time apart.
Once Mark was fully sheathed, he stilled all movement for a moment, to give Sebastian time to adjust, but the young man was having none of it.
With surprising force, given his unusual foot wear, he pushed back against the cock invading his body.
„Mark come on, fuck me already, remember you promised me a hard, fast fuck, please I need that now, please Mark.“
Mark gripped Sebastian’s slim hips tighter and moaned as he was pushed even deeper into his lover’s body.
Arousal shot straight through him as he looked down and saw that the skirt had once again slipped down a bit over the Germans muscular ass and the border was now caressing his cock on every stroke he made into the shivering body beneath him.
After a few awkward movements both man had found their rhythm and Mark started to give Sebastian what he wanted, needed and promised; a hard, fast fuck.
Every thrust that Mark aimed at his lovers hidden pleasure spot had the smaller man breathlessly moaning incoherent words in a mix of German and English.
„Bitte Mark ... I can’t ... please need to come ... Mark please make me come.“
Sebastian turned his head back around as far as it would go, trying to get Mark to kiss him, needing all the contact he could get from his lover.
Mark obeyed, leaning forward slightly he sealed his lips on Sebastian’s lipstick stained ones, pushing his to tongue into the hot mouth in the same rhythm he fucked the younger man, exploring all that Sebastian’s mouth had to offer.
At the same time he slipped one hand to the front of the young German and gripped his cock tight, making Sebastian groan into his mouth.
Stroking the hard cock faster as he felt his own climax approaching, Mark let go of Sebastian’s lips to let out a sensual growl himself.
„So close, Sebi, please come for me, I need to feel you clamping down on me, please.“
With a full body shudder and a deep groan Sebastian came all over Mark’s hand and the back of the sofa.
After he nearly arched off the furniture and into his lovers body, the young German slumped bonelessly forward. The only thing holding him up was the sofa and Marks strong hand, which still gripped his hip firmly.
Feeling Sebastian’s hole tighten rhythmically around him, Mark could do nothing but follow his lover and climax himself.
He silenced his moan of fulfillment, by biting into Sebastian’s neck just below the black collar.
With a last deep thrust into the pliant body beneath him Mark went still too; enjoying the sensation of being united with his Sebastian.
For a timeless moment the lovers remained draped over the sofa, their body’s still joined together. Their harsh breathing the only sound in the otherwise silent room.
Having caught his breath, Mark tenderly moved his hands up and down Sebastian’s sides, letting the smooth material of the young man‘s top and skirt slip through his fingers.
The gentle movement soothing his own soul into believing that all would be well again with him and the man he loved.
„Mark I love you and I want to feel you all around me all the time. But you are not exactly a lightweight and my shoes are killing me.” Sebastian said softly than giggled at Mark’s prompt declaration of how sorry he was that he was so rough with him.
Mark carefully pulled out of Sebastian’s body then stepped back a bit so that the young man could stand up properly.
„Mark I loved what you just did. It was perfect.” Sebastian gently cupped Mark’s cheek then pulled his head down and leaned up to kiss the taller man tenderly.
“You are perfect.” Mark said after the kiss ended.
“No! I’m not and neither are you, but we are perfect for each other.” Sebastian hugged the taller man, laid his head upon Mark’s shoulder and sighed contently.
“That we are my little love.” Mark hugged him back tightly.
For a few, seemingly endless moments both man stood in the middle of the room and nothing apart from them existed.
The End
Series: none
Author: MattMel
Rating/ Warnings: Black Flag (NC-17)
cross-dressing guy and p0rn and unsafe sex
BETA: uk_kitty
Genre: PWP and a bit of romance I think
Fandom: F1
Pairing: Mark Webber / ???
Spoilers: story takes place after Spa 2010, but I do not mention any race results
Summary: Mark gets to know a beautiful woman, and gets his birthday present too :)
Disclaimer: This story is not meant to reflect the true natures, personalities or sexual orientations of the men involved. I don't own them and I do this without their permission. It's all just for fun. And no I don’t make any money either.
Notes: inspired by promts from the f1slash_kink meme
Words: 3377
. : : Black Velvet : : .
Sunday evening around 9 pm
Mark wandered to the party the team insisted to throw for him after the race, since they could not do so on Friday.
He would have been happy with just a cake, but he knew his team better. They liked to party at every opportunity, so who was he to deny them.
Looking around the Energy Station that had been transformed into a party hall, he saw his long time friend and team boss.
Christian was standing at the bar, chatting with a petite woman.
The Australian stepped a bit closer, then stopped and stared at the beauty before him. He might prefer men, but he liked women just fine as well.
Mark could not recognize her, as he could only see her from behind, but what a sexy behind it was.
The small, delicate feet were tucked into black, strapped high heels. She had long legs for her short stature and they were encased in black see through stockings with the seam running along the back of her legs in a nearly straight line.
Mark’s eyes followed along that line to the edge of a midnight blue miniskirt that seemed to flow along the counters of a pert little butt and slender hips.
Her top was in the same midnight blue colour, but some sparkling thread was interwoven in the material, making it shimmer in the strobe lights from the disco ball overhead.
The top was tight against her slim waist and upper body. It looked like it was painted on and accentuated her slender build. She was wearing what looked to be black velvet gloves that reached up to her elbows.
Mark walked a bit nearer so he could get a better view. He still couldn’t see her face, as it was turned to his English team principal. What he could see were her breasts that fit perfectly to her petite stature, they looked quite natural on her slim body.
She looked simply stunning, even if Mark had not seen her fully from the front yet.
Mark decided that he definitely needed to get to know that sweet bombshell of a woman. She looked like a little wildcat, and if he was honest to himself, Mark craved some no-strings-attached sex with another person. He hadn’t had any since he and Sebastian broke up following the Turkey incident and the Silverstone wing saga.
“Hello Christian, would you introduce me to your beautiful company?” Mark said to his boss and then gasped as said beautiful company turned around and smiled shyly at him.
She wore a dark leather collar around her neck and her subtle makeup accentuated her wide, stunning pale blue eyes. Her dirty blonde hair was done up all wild and spiky.
She was gorgeous.
She was sexy as hell.
She was something straight out of his best wet dream.
She was also his team mate.
She was his MALE team mate!
His male team mate, who was looking like the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
“My god Sebastian! You look …” Mark could not find the right words to describe the smaller man.
“Like a woman?” the young German said softly.
“Amazingly gorgeous!” Mark said.
There was a moment of stunned silence and Mark recognised the new song that had just started playing. It was ‘Ayo Technology’ by Milow; the song that in fit of youthful silliness after an impromptu shag in Mark’s car, Sebastian had declared to an amused Mark, would be their relationship song. That was over a year ago.
“May I have the pleasure of the next dance?” Mark asked without thinking. For the first time in a long while, he did not get that clenched feeling in his heart, while hearing that song. Maybe everything would work itself out to a happy end.
Sebastian simply nodded, laid his hand in that of the taller man and went with him to the makeshift dance floor.
Once there Mark put his arms around Sebastian and pulled the smaller man flush against his body. Feeling Sebastian’s fake breasts pushing against him, it still felt natural to have the smaller man in his arms again. The beautiful pair started to sway to the music, probably more slowly than the song demanded, but they didn’t care as they held onto each other.
A sidelong glance at a grinning Christian confirmed Mark’s thought that the timing of that song playing was most likely a setup. But Mark didn’t care as he danced with his stunningly gorgeous non woman. The high heels Sebastian was wearing meant that the young German was able to cuddle his head up on Mark’s shoulder and whisper in his ear, how terribly sorry he was about everything that had happened between them and how much he still loved Mark.
“Don’t think about that right now. Just relax and enjoy this night, we will talk about all the other stuff tomorrow.” Mark looked into Sebastian’s sad blue eyes before he bent down and kissed his forehead.
“And I love you too.” Mark whispered as he pulled the smaller man closer still.
After the song finished they did not stop dancing as a new one came on, that one even slower than the last. And so the night wore on. Someone, almost certainly Christian, made sure that only slow dance numbers were played. It probably annoyed the team members a little bit, but nobody said anything, as they all wanted to see the drivers happy again. Red Bull Racing had not been the same after the boys’ nasty break up.
Mark and Sebastian were in a world of their own. They completely ignored the other dancers around them. Even when somebody accidentally bumped into them, they just kept on dancing, lost in the rhythm of music and each other.
The longer they danced together the more they seemed to require contact between them. What in the beginning were tender, reassuring gestures of a love rediscovered became more and more demanding touches of a love that wanted to be consumed again after too long a time apart.
Mark stroked the edge of Sebastian’s collar, then all along his back, finally ending with a gentle squeeze to the skirt clad ass of his team mate.
Sebastian in turn pushed even closer to Mark, rubbing their body’s together and ending up with one of his legs firmly between Mark’s.
That action caused his miniskirt to ride up even higher on his tights, revealing just the border of his stockings and the suspender belt straps that held them up.
Mark moaned softly as he noticed what Sebastian’s action revealed. He pushed his hand to the skirt and tried to pull it down a bit. Only he was allowed to see his sexy lover’s pale flesh, no one else. He wondered when he became so possessive of Sebastian; he certainly wasn’t before their break up.
Then he felt the young German smiling into his neck and decided he would think about that later, he had more important things to focus on now. Like his throbbing hard-on that was being rubbed not so gently by Sebastian’s slender leg.
Or the hot flesh he could feel against his own leg. He wondered how Sebastian was able to hide that in this formfitting skirt of his.
That was something the older man wanted to find out as soon as possible, so he tenderly pushed Sebastian away a little bit.
“I want to take you back to my room. I want to tame the little wildcat that you have so long hidden inside yourself.” Mark huskily said to the feminine face in front of him.
“Yes please.” It was more a sigh than an actual answer from Sebastian.
As one they turned around, leaving first the dance floor and then the party altogether. Mark escorted the young German like a lady Sebastian has become that night.
Dancing the whole night with Sebastian had one major advantage; Mark was sober and could drive to the hotel himself.
What he had not counted on was the fact that the little kind of feminine creature in the passenger’s seat used that time wisely to arouse Mark even further.
Sebastian sat in the car with his legs crossed, which he did for one and one purpose only, to let Mark again see a glimpse of his pale flesh, as the skirt rode up high once more.
As they had to stop at a light, the young German stroked his glove clad hand along his thigh, pushing the skirt up even more. Looking at the dark haired man next to him, Sebastian deliberately let out a breathless moan.
Mark turned his head around sharply, his gaze zooming in on the little bit of exposed leg of his team mate. He was a bit dumbstruck by this new and female version of Sebastian, and had a hard time keeping his hands where they belonged; at the steering wheel of his car.
Mark gave a soft gasp as the blond leant over and put his mouth right next to his ear.
“The light turned green already.”
For Mark, Sebastian’s hushed whisper sounded like a love declaration, as his ear was trickled by soft breath.
The older man needed another moment to gather his thoughts enough to continue driving to the hotel. Especially since Sebastian decided to gently stroke Mark’s hair and ending up with his hand on the back of the Australian’s neck.
For the rest of the journey Sebastian left his fingers there, slightly playing with the short hair. Making the older man shiver in delight, more than once at the feeling, that the velvet material of Sebastian’s glove created on his skin.
Once they got to the hotel parking lot, Mark went around the car and opened the door for Sebastian. Offering an arm and his jacket, against the cold Belgium night, the pair walked into the hotel and right to the waiting lifts. Mark was glad that the lift was empty, because that meant he could push his beautiful non woman carefully against a wall and kiss those dark red coloured lips fully for the first time.
As the lift stopped they breathlessly separated, needing a moment to just gaze at each other.
“God Sebastian, you deserve a slow and tender love making session, but I fear that once in the room I’ll only be able to give you a quick dirty fuck. You have made me so hot all evening.” Mark looked into the feminine face of his team mate.
Sebastian giggled lightly, his lips looking quite funny with his now smeared lipstick.
“It’s ok Mark, I was kind of hoping for that and apart from that you are the birthday boy and I am merely your present.”
Mark grinned and opened his room door. While guiding his company inside, he stroked over Sebastian’s skirt clad ass yet again.
“And oh mate, do I like the wrapping!”
Mark looked around the suite for a second then led Sebastian over to the big sofa that was facing the floor to ceiling windows.
Once there Mark pulled Sebastian against him, rubbing his body on Sebastian’s and kissing the younger man deeply.
“Mark please I need you now.” Sebastian moaned.
“Alright turn around.” Mark said.
“Huh?” The young German looked confused up at Mark.
“Told you, I could only give you a hard fuck, so the sofa is the fastest and easiest way to do it.” Mark grinned, and then he pushed Sebastian around, mindful of the black high heels his team mate was wearing.
Sebastian caught on to Mark’s plan, as the taller man pushed the blue skirt up to Sebastian’s hips. Leaning over the back of the high backed sofa, the small German pushed his ass out towards his lover.
Having pushed the skirt up and out of the way, Mark began to run his hands all over his teammates butt.
In order to pull of the very female outfit Sebastian had worn some kind of special panties, that had to be fastened at his sides and had a reinforced front that pushed his cock tight to his body, hiding the fact that under the skirt he was still all male.
Mark leant over the smaller man and whispered hotly in his ear.
„You went to a lot of trouble to look like a woman; it must have been hard to buy all that. Was it just this one time for me, or do you like to dress up once in a while?“
But before the young German could answer, Mark had opened the fasting on one side of his panties, freeing his hard cock and making Sebastian let out a deep groan.
Mark stoked the freed cock a few times, loving the noises his little lover made, but he wanted more and he wanted it as fast as possible so with a last downward stroke his hand left Sebastian’s hot flesh to open the fasting on the other side of the black panties.
With a tender caress he brushed the now loose black material down his lovers pale hips.
And he did a double take.
„Oh my god Sebi!” he moaned at what else the panties had been hiding, and then he carefully placed his fingers at the object that nearly had him on his knees and gave it a little push.
„Mark, please more.“ Sebastian breathlessly said.
The Australian grinned then started to push and pull the sparkling blue butt plug a bit.
„You little slut, you like having your ass full don’t you.“ Mark growled, but one could not help but hear the loving, adoring undertones in his voice as he gave Sebastian’s butt checks a little squeeze.
„Yeah, but I’m your slut, Mark, only yours and I need you now, need the real thing, please.“
Sebastian begged, trying to push his ass into Mark’s big hands even more.
„Patience is a virtue.“ Grinned Mark as he kneeled down behind the young German and carefully pulled the butt plug free, it was larger than he had expected.
Sebastian moaned at the empty feeling and shivered a bit.
After a moment he let out a groan and threw his head back forcefully as Mark grabbed his ass cheeks and drove his tongue right into the relaxed hole before him.
Sebastian tried desperately to lock up his knees and get a secure stand on his high heels as Mark pushed a finger into his body alongside his talented tongue and started to play with the younger man’s pleasure spot.
„Bitte ... oh Mark ... bitte ... I need more ... please ... Mark need you.“
Sebastian arched his back as far as he could. Little whines, moans and all sort of aroused noises leaving his mouth.
Mark grinned as he realized that Sebastian was shamelessly begging to be fucked, he always loved that about his lover. When it came to sex the young German was eager and completely shameless and he had no problem to beg for the things he wanted.
It was an enormous ego bust for Mark, to be able to reduce the sensual little non woman to incoherent moaning and begging in such a short amount of time.
By now Mark was able to move three fingers fairly easily within Sebastian’s hot channel.
„Do you need lube, baby or are you ready to take me like this?“
While Mark knew the younger man might like it fast and rough once in a while, and he himself was impatient to get this started for real, he would never hurt Sebastian like that if he could help it.
„No lube, did prepare myself before, please Mark just need you, please now.“
Sebastian looked back at his taller lover as best as he could, being bent over the sofa.
Mark just nodded, opened his pants one handed and after freeing his fingers, pushed his hard cock into the willing body before him.
Both men let out breathless groans at finally being joined so intimately again after such a long time apart.
Once Mark was fully sheathed, he stilled all movement for a moment, to give Sebastian time to adjust, but the young man was having none of it.
With surprising force, given his unusual foot wear, he pushed back against the cock invading his body.
„Mark come on, fuck me already, remember you promised me a hard, fast fuck, please I need that now, please Mark.“
Mark gripped Sebastian’s slim hips tighter and moaned as he was pushed even deeper into his lover’s body.
Arousal shot straight through him as he looked down and saw that the skirt had once again slipped down a bit over the Germans muscular ass and the border was now caressing his cock on every stroke he made into the shivering body beneath him.
After a few awkward movements both man had found their rhythm and Mark started to give Sebastian what he wanted, needed and promised; a hard, fast fuck.
Every thrust that Mark aimed at his lovers hidden pleasure spot had the smaller man breathlessly moaning incoherent words in a mix of German and English.
„Bitte Mark ... I can’t ... please need to come ... Mark please make me come.“
Sebastian turned his head back around as far as it would go, trying to get Mark to kiss him, needing all the contact he could get from his lover.
Mark obeyed, leaning forward slightly he sealed his lips on Sebastian’s lipstick stained ones, pushing his to tongue into the hot mouth in the same rhythm he fucked the younger man, exploring all that Sebastian’s mouth had to offer.
At the same time he slipped one hand to the front of the young German and gripped his cock tight, making Sebastian groan into his mouth.
Stroking the hard cock faster as he felt his own climax approaching, Mark let go of Sebastian’s lips to let out a sensual growl himself.
„So close, Sebi, please come for me, I need to feel you clamping down on me, please.“
With a full body shudder and a deep groan Sebastian came all over Mark’s hand and the back of the sofa.
After he nearly arched off the furniture and into his lovers body, the young German slumped bonelessly forward. The only thing holding him up was the sofa and Marks strong hand, which still gripped his hip firmly.
Feeling Sebastian’s hole tighten rhythmically around him, Mark could do nothing but follow his lover and climax himself.
He silenced his moan of fulfillment, by biting into Sebastian’s neck just below the black collar.
With a last deep thrust into the pliant body beneath him Mark went still too; enjoying the sensation of being united with his Sebastian.
For a timeless moment the lovers remained draped over the sofa, their body’s still joined together. Their harsh breathing the only sound in the otherwise silent room.
Having caught his breath, Mark tenderly moved his hands up and down Sebastian’s sides, letting the smooth material of the young man‘s top and skirt slip through his fingers.
The gentle movement soothing his own soul into believing that all would be well again with him and the man he loved.
„Mark I love you and I want to feel you all around me all the time. But you are not exactly a lightweight and my shoes are killing me.” Sebastian said softly than giggled at Mark’s prompt declaration of how sorry he was that he was so rough with him.
Mark carefully pulled out of Sebastian’s body then stepped back a bit so that the young man could stand up properly.
„Mark I loved what you just did. It was perfect.” Sebastian gently cupped Mark’s cheek then pulled his head down and leaned up to kiss the taller man tenderly.
“You are perfect.” Mark said after the kiss ended.
“No! I’m not and neither are you, but we are perfect for each other.” Sebastian hugged the taller man, laid his head upon Mark’s shoulder and sighed contently.
“That we are my little love.” Mark hugged him back tightly.
For a few, seemingly endless moments both man stood in the middle of the room and nothing apart from them existed.
The End