New 'Shampoo'
Pairing: Noelian
Rating: NC-17
Kink: hair fetishim.
Summary: Julian admits to Noel how much he really wants to fuck Noel's head...in a different way.
Inspired by this image.
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"You dirty bastard."
Panting Julian wiped his brow. Noel was inbetween blushing, aroused and laughing in the dark of the hotel room. It weirded him out a little, just a little...well, more like amusement about Julian's hair fetishism.
It was a major reason he put so much care into his hair. To make it look good. To turn him on. Though, not until a little later in the relationship that Julian started to angle his comedy-wand past his mouth and rub it against his scalp when they had a mouth-to-dick moment together. He didn't really notice, it was quite erotic, but as the months, then years past Julian would start purposefully rubbing it all over in the locks. Curling the length of raven round his organ, making uncharteristic special noises.
Eventually one night he put two and two together. Julian loved to kiss the crown, to smell hair product and sweat in the depths of his volume, nuzzling him like a kitten. Once Julian added the hair-fucking to the equation one night, he asked,
"What, do you want to cum in my hair?"
Julian paused in his pants. This was as far as he'd gotten with abusing Noel's willing head. His hands grasped the side of Noels' face, craning his head back and to the side so his cock was frotting the softness of his temple, the friction of his ear and the glorious silk texture of Noel's dark locks. He stopped, feeling self-concious.
"Er...it'll...ruin it."
"Its obvious you want to. Come on, just tell me man." Rolling his eyes with a smile Noel pulled away, kissing the tips of his shaking fingers and cock. "Nuthin' to be ashamed on. My hair always gets the fangirls wet. Obviously it does yours."
Julian sagged and fell back to sit on the bed. Noel smiled even more, a bit nervous though. Julian looked definitely conflicted.
"I've known for a while. I'm sorry I didn't ask sooner."
"Its alright. I'll just...um, say it." Sucking in his breath with a hand on his cock, he admitted it.
"I have a hair fetish."
Noel's lips covered his teeth. Now he was getting aroused again, watching Julian admit something he felt irrationally ashamed of.
"I want to...to do things to it. I love the smell of all the stuff you put in, though...most of all, just the scent of you. And that rose shampoo I bought you. And sometimes you use those silk-drops. When I notice you do put that in your hair, that's when I want to just wrap it all around, from the back of your head."
Now Noel's eyes were widening. Julian's confession started off shakey, but now Julian was definitely adding an erotic dirty-story tone.
"I want to take the back of your head and ride up the nape...right back and forth your skull." Gulping Julian shut his eyes, his finger going up and down his shaft. "I want to smear myself all over you, your face and head and spread it round your fringe. When I look at the locks of curls when it gets too long, right at the end at your shoulders I constantly imagine my cock through them. My fingers. My mouth. When I nuzzle you at night I put strands of your hair right on through my teeth. Sucking on them. Tasting your scalp and conditionar."
"Chemical's a bit unhealthy isn't it?"
"The perfume accents it. I feel its...well, its worth it. Though too much hairspray kills the mood." Julian wrinkled his nose, now looking at Noel. "Well, now you know. Ah...."
Noel nuzzled Julian's manhood, giggling a little.
"You're a fucking fruit Ju. Hair, honestly?" Licking teasingly Noel let the wet glans ride up the bridge of his nose, up his forehead, head bowed as he let it muss up the top of his poofed head. "But that's what I like. I don't mind if it gets you off."
NOW Noel heard that noise he longed to hear everytime they made love. Julian's hands grabbed his head firmly and he uttered a growl, predatory and definitely horny. Julian pressed his meat and angled it, thrusting Noel's head up, down, around and about. Noel couldn't see what Julian looked like but he knew Julian was letting himself go. Julian could be a demanding beast, and that's what he was doing now. Shutting his eyes Noel felt the hot head of the cock throb at the top of his brain. If his hair was going to get a nice shiny glop of 'shampoo' so be it if it made Julian happy.
"Oh...fuck...Noel...thank you..." The last word was a harsh grunt. Julian was doing everything he wanted to do with Noel's head: his thumbs creased his forehead, his hands yanked and grasped chunks of hair to bury his meat around it, encased in a mesh of glossy Noel feathers. It was even better lubricated with saliva and precum all over.
"Turn around. Touch yourself."
Noel did as he was told. It was exciting, so very extreme from the playful cock in his hair that happened occasionally. Now, looking forward, leaned back between Julian's legs he felt that familiar heat...and his hair played with, wrapped with, fucked with...and his own hand didn't need to be told twice what to do. Peering his gaze up he saw Julian bent over him, looking giddy with lust. He hadn't seen him so happy-horny for a while. Julians eyes darted from Noel's smiling, blushing face...to his cock throbbing in his frigging hand...and the dick now riding the back of his skull.
"uh...oh...like this?" Noel murmered and pressed his shoulders at the edge of the bed for leverage. His head was bobbing in an undulating motion. For Julian, it was like he was riding something hard and delicious. The friction was...was just as he thought, and more.
"God yes Noel. Oh God your face...you're beautiful...this is beautiful..."
Its like a, a backwards blowjob. Noel thought and closed his eyes, soaking in the gratification and praise from his lover putting a cock at his skull. Only my mouth is free to breathe.
His hand moved faster. His mouth was open, grunting and 'uhhning' as he kept up the motion. Julian was humping him as well, a hand mussing at his face. Julian soon grasped a handful of hair yanking Noel's head to ride, like holding a bridle. Noel's masochism kicked in even further. His head was being used for hair-frottage. Like a cum dumpster. The thoughts went straight to his cock and his moaning mouth. Julian smiled as they continued head against cock. There was even the tingle of static electricity from Julian's fingers frizzing what he kept mussing up. Grinding further Julian knew he was close. Noel's face looked divine; Ju could tell Noel was in that delicious humiluation-fantasy setting, that's what he was getting out of it.
"C-come on." Noel gulped, legs spread, Julian's hand grasping his neck to steady his violated head. "Cover me with it. Make mine yours."
"That's what I'm going to do you slut. You b-beautiful slut." Julian snarled and his feet firmly on the balls of his feet, his back arched and pelvis out to finish riding out the nest of head and hair. "Its...gorgeous."
With a choking sound and a deep moan Julian yanked Noel's head up, finishing the last thrust. Noel choked as well from the grip but it was a good choke, a good throbbing in his own penis as well. He felt the manhood that was nearly bruising his scalp pulse and beat, the cushion of Julian's balls at the softness of neck and brain and hot liquid shooting out all over. Julian continued to groan as he grasped himself and pumped slowly, surely, coating gobs of it to drip into Noel's hair. Noel didn't cum yet but he almost felt like it, shaking. Now he felt his lover's thick fingers massage into his scalp and spread it all around, dick and fingers. Noel was imagining it like a frothy shampoo with his favorite scent; the man he loved.
Going to be a dick to wash out properly. He thought, panting while he finished himself off. Julian's breath was rattling, a smile on his face while his choke-hold on Noel relaxed.
...but, totally worth it.
Rating: NC-17
Kink: hair fetishim.
Summary: Julian admits to Noel how much he really wants to fuck Noel's head...in a different way.
Inspired by this image.
---
"You dirty bastard."
Panting Julian wiped his brow. Noel was inbetween blushing, aroused and laughing in the dark of the hotel room. It weirded him out a little, just a little...well, more like amusement about Julian's hair fetishism.
It was a major reason he put so much care into his hair. To make it look good. To turn him on. Though, not until a little later in the relationship that Julian started to angle his comedy-wand past his mouth and rub it against his scalp when they had a mouth-to-dick moment together. He didn't really notice, it was quite erotic, but as the months, then years past Julian would start purposefully rubbing it all over in the locks. Curling the length of raven round his organ, making uncharteristic special noises.
Eventually one night he put two and two together. Julian loved to kiss the crown, to smell hair product and sweat in the depths of his volume, nuzzling him like a kitten. Once Julian added the hair-fucking to the equation one night, he asked,
"What, do you want to cum in my hair?"
Julian paused in his pants. This was as far as he'd gotten with abusing Noel's willing head. His hands grasped the side of Noels' face, craning his head back and to the side so his cock was frotting the softness of his temple, the friction of his ear and the glorious silk texture of Noel's dark locks. He stopped, feeling self-concious.
"Er...it'll...ruin it."
"Its obvious you want to. Come on, just tell me man." Rolling his eyes with a smile Noel pulled away, kissing the tips of his shaking fingers and cock. "Nuthin' to be ashamed on. My hair always gets the fangirls wet. Obviously it does yours."
Julian sagged and fell back to sit on the bed. Noel smiled even more, a bit nervous though. Julian looked definitely conflicted.
"I've known for a while. I'm sorry I didn't ask sooner."
"Its alright. I'll just...um, say it." Sucking in his breath with a hand on his cock, he admitted it.
"I have a hair fetish."
Noel's lips covered his teeth. Now he was getting aroused again, watching Julian admit something he felt irrationally ashamed of.
"I want to...to do things to it. I love the smell of all the stuff you put in, though...most of all, just the scent of you. And that rose shampoo I bought you. And sometimes you use those silk-drops. When I notice you do put that in your hair, that's when I want to just wrap it all around, from the back of your head."
Now Noel's eyes were widening. Julian's confession started off shakey, but now Julian was definitely adding an erotic dirty-story tone.
"I want to take the back of your head and ride up the nape...right back and forth your skull." Gulping Julian shut his eyes, his finger going up and down his shaft. "I want to smear myself all over you, your face and head and spread it round your fringe. When I look at the locks of curls when it gets too long, right at the end at your shoulders I constantly imagine my cock through them. My fingers. My mouth. When I nuzzle you at night I put strands of your hair right on through my teeth. Sucking on them. Tasting your scalp and conditionar."
"Chemical's a bit unhealthy isn't it?"
"The perfume accents it. I feel its...well, its worth it. Though too much hairspray kills the mood." Julian wrinkled his nose, now looking at Noel. "Well, now you know. Ah...."
Noel nuzzled Julian's manhood, giggling a little.
"You're a fucking fruit Ju. Hair, honestly?" Licking teasingly Noel let the wet glans ride up the bridge of his nose, up his forehead, head bowed as he let it muss up the top of his poofed head. "But that's what I like. I don't mind if it gets you off."
NOW Noel heard that noise he longed to hear everytime they made love. Julian's hands grabbed his head firmly and he uttered a growl, predatory and definitely horny. Julian pressed his meat and angled it, thrusting Noel's head up, down, around and about. Noel couldn't see what Julian looked like but he knew Julian was letting himself go. Julian could be a demanding beast, and that's what he was doing now. Shutting his eyes Noel felt the hot head of the cock throb at the top of his brain. If his hair was going to get a nice shiny glop of 'shampoo' so be it if it made Julian happy.
"Oh...fuck...Noel...thank you..." The last word was a harsh grunt. Julian was doing everything he wanted to do with Noel's head: his thumbs creased his forehead, his hands yanked and grasped chunks of hair to bury his meat around it, encased in a mesh of glossy Noel feathers. It was even better lubricated with saliva and precum all over.
"Turn around. Touch yourself."
Noel did as he was told. It was exciting, so very extreme from the playful cock in his hair that happened occasionally. Now, looking forward, leaned back between Julian's legs he felt that familiar heat...and his hair played with, wrapped with, fucked with...and his own hand didn't need to be told twice what to do. Peering his gaze up he saw Julian bent over him, looking giddy with lust. He hadn't seen him so happy-horny for a while. Julians eyes darted from Noel's smiling, blushing face...to his cock throbbing in his frigging hand...and the dick now riding the back of his skull.
"uh...oh...like this?" Noel murmered and pressed his shoulders at the edge of the bed for leverage. His head was bobbing in an undulating motion. For Julian, it was like he was riding something hard and delicious. The friction was...was just as he thought, and more.
"God yes Noel. Oh God your face...you're beautiful...this is beautiful..."
Its like a, a backwards blowjob. Noel thought and closed his eyes, soaking in the gratification and praise from his lover putting a cock at his skull. Only my mouth is free to breathe.
His hand moved faster. His mouth was open, grunting and 'uhhning' as he kept up the motion. Julian was humping him as well, a hand mussing at his face. Julian soon grasped a handful of hair yanking Noel's head to ride, like holding a bridle. Noel's masochism kicked in even further. His head was being used for hair-frottage. Like a cum dumpster. The thoughts went straight to his cock and his moaning mouth. Julian smiled as they continued head against cock. There was even the tingle of static electricity from Julian's fingers frizzing what he kept mussing up. Grinding further Julian knew he was close. Noel's face looked divine; Ju could tell Noel was in that delicious humiluation-fantasy setting, that's what he was getting out of it.
"C-come on." Noel gulped, legs spread, Julian's hand grasping his neck to steady his violated head. "Cover me with it. Make mine yours."
"That's what I'm going to do you slut. You b-beautiful slut." Julian snarled and his feet firmly on the balls of his feet, his back arched and pelvis out to finish riding out the nest of head and hair. "Its...gorgeous."
With a choking sound and a deep moan Julian yanked Noel's head up, finishing the last thrust. Noel choked as well from the grip but it was a good choke, a good throbbing in his own penis as well. He felt the manhood that was nearly bruising his scalp pulse and beat, the cushion of Julian's balls at the softness of neck and brain and hot liquid shooting out all over. Julian continued to groan as he grasped himself and pumped slowly, surely, coating gobs of it to drip into Noel's hair. Noel didn't cum yet but he almost felt like it, shaking. Now he felt his lover's thick fingers massage into his scalp and spread it all around, dick and fingers. Noel was imagining it like a frothy shampoo with his favorite scent; the man he loved.
Going to be a dick to wash out properly. He thought, panting while he finished himself off. Julian's breath was rattling, a smile on his face while his choke-hold on Noel relaxed.
...but, totally worth it.