Smitty’s eyes rolled back in his head, waves of ecstasy crashing through his body, while Dan worked his skillful mouth around his friend’s cock. He had gotten pretty good at knowing what Smitty liked, and he was proud to say that he could make the other man cum in under three minutes.
“Mmm,” Dan moaned along with him, his own body tingling every time Smitty yanked on his hair and demanded more. “Mmm… ohhhh… ahh!” He deftly swallowed every drop before pulling back to smile up at his friend. “Feeling better now?”
“Fuck yes,” Smitty sighed, flopping down on the couch without even bothering to zip up. Dan stood and brushed the lint from his knees before joining him. “Very impressive work.”
“Thanks. I think it’s my greatest talent,” Dan admitted while sliding closer to him.
“I’ll vouch for that.” Smitty reached to the floor and picked up the remote. “Oh hey, ‘Miami Vice’ is on in a few minutes. Want to watch?”
“ Of course! I love that show!” Dan agreed, sliding even closer to Smitty. “I’m so glad we can cuddle up and watch it together.”
“Yeah, I-what?”
Smitty turned to Dan in confusion, and tensed when he felt the shorter man’s arms wrap around him.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“Getting cozy,” Dan said as he rested his head on the other man’s chest.
“Well, get cozy by yourself,” Smitty demanded, grabbing Dan by the hem of his jacket before shoving him toward the other end of the couch.
Dan rubbed the small blossom of pain on his chest before shooting Smitty a pitiful look. “Hey, what was that for?”
“I don’t like being touched,” Smitty snapped.
“You didn’t seem to mind me touching you five minutes ago.”
“That’s different. Blow jobs are not the same as cuddling or whatever shit you wanted to pull on me.”
Dan pouted. “What kind of couple are we if we never cuddle, Smit?”
Smitty’s mouth fell open. “W-what kind of what?”
“Couple,” Dan repeated, not understanding why the other man looked so shocked. “Isn’t that what we are? We live together, go out on the town together, get high together, have sex all the time-”
“That doesn’t mean anything!” Smitty jumped to his feet and glared down at Dan. “You better not have been fucking telling anyone that shit! I could lose so many bitches’ numbers thanks to you!”
“I… I don’t understand,” Dan said, his chest growing tight as his head started to swim. “I thought… we really cared about each other… I thought I was doing it right this time… d-don’t you… feel anything for me, Smitty?”
Smitty sighed. “Dan, look. You’re a fun guy and good for a quick fuck, but you’re just a buddy to me. That’s all. And if you can’t handle that, then I don’t know if we can live together anymore.”
Dan’s expression drooped but he quickly shook his head. “No, I-I can handle it. I just… got confused. I’m sorry, Smitty. I… this won’t happen again.”
Smitty stared at him for a moment before he visibly relaxed. “Alright then.” He returned to his spot on the couch and turned the TV on, muting it only when he realized Dan was walking out of the room. “Hey, where you going? Didn’t you want to watch this?”
“I’m actually feeling a little tired now,” Dan replied without facing his friend. “I think I’ll head to bed early. Night.”
Dan closed the door to the bedroom behind him before walking slowly to the air mattress he’d been using for the past few months. He settled down upon it and brought his pillow to his chest, clutching it tightly as he lay in the overwhelming darkness. He wished he could sleep, but the blare of the TV kept Dan awake long into the night.
90s Kid awoke with a start when he heard the soft moaning coming from beside him. “Whuz wrong?” he mumbled, still half asleep, before he realized the man lying on his chest was trembling. “Dan?” 90s Kid reached out to stroke his cheek and gasped when he felt how damp it was. “Dan, wake up man! You’re scaring me, dude!”
“Ah!” Dan’s eyes burst open and he sat up, breathing heavily as he wrapped his arms around himself. “What?” He peered around wildly before realizing where he was and who he was with. “Oh, Kid…”
“Dan, are you okay?” 90s Kid sat up as well, his eyes brimming with confusion and worry. “You were moaning and shaking and, like, crying, dude. What’s wrong? Tell me, please!”
“I-it was,” Dan said, his breathing already starting to slow, “a bad… dream…”
Dan released himself from his self-hug only to instantly be wrapped in one by 90s Kid. “Oh dude. I’m so sorry,” he murmured, nuzzling Dan’s cheek softly. “You wanna talk about it?”
Dan closed his eyes and melted into the younger man’s embrace. “P-please Kid… tell me you love me… tell me… I need to hear it…”
“I love you, Dan. I love you so much.” 90s Kid’s grip around him tightened and kissed Dan softly. “I love you more than anyone in the world, dude. You’re mine forever and ever.”
Dan smiled, not his trademark grin but a genuine shaky smile, as one last set of tears slipped out. “Thank you.”
“Anything for you, Dan.”
They lay back down together, Dan still enveloped in the teen’s embrace, 90s Kid repeating how much he loved Dan until exhaustion overtook them both.
90s Kid passed out first with Dan following soon after, but before Dan’s eyes closed, he caught sight of the pink dawn sky and the sun slowly peeking out over the horizon.
Re: Final Partrainy_elliotOctober 31 2014, 17:36:58 UTC
OMFSM, another my prompt got filled! Don't worry, I'm totally okay with the happy ending :) Thank you so much, I really like the contrast between angsty beginning and the sweet end )
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The sun always shines on TV
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“Ohhh… oh fuck… oh fuck… yes oh shit yes!”
Smitty’s eyes rolled back in his head, waves of ecstasy crashing through his body, while Dan worked his skillful mouth around his friend’s cock. He had gotten pretty good at knowing what Smitty liked, and he was proud to say that he could make the other man cum in under three minutes.
“Mmm,” Dan moaned along with him, his own body tingling every time Smitty yanked on his hair and demanded more. “Mmm… ohhhh… ahh!” He deftly swallowed every drop before pulling back to smile up at his friend. “Feeling better now?”
“Fuck yes,” Smitty sighed, flopping down on the couch without even bothering to zip up. Dan stood and brushed the lint from his knees before joining him. “Very impressive work.”
“Thanks. I think it’s my greatest talent,” Dan admitted while sliding closer to him.
“I’ll vouch for that.” Smitty reached to the floor and picked up the remote. “Oh hey, ‘Miami Vice’ is on in a few minutes. Want to watch?”
“ Of course! I love that show!” Dan agreed, sliding even closer to Smitty. “I’m so glad we can cuddle up and watch it together.”
“Yeah, I-what?”
Smitty turned to Dan in confusion, and tensed when he felt the shorter man’s arms wrap around him.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“Getting cozy,” Dan said as he rested his head on the other man’s chest.
“Well, get cozy by yourself,” Smitty demanded, grabbing Dan by the hem of his jacket before shoving him toward the other end of the couch.
Dan rubbed the small blossom of pain on his chest before shooting Smitty a pitiful look. “Hey, what was that for?”
“I don’t like being touched,” Smitty snapped.
“You didn’t seem to mind me touching you five minutes ago.”
“That’s different. Blow jobs are not the same as cuddling or whatever shit you wanted to pull on me.”
Dan pouted. “What kind of couple are we if we never cuddle, Smit?”
Smitty’s mouth fell open. “W-what kind of what?”
“Couple,” Dan repeated, not understanding why the other man looked so shocked. “Isn’t that what we are? We live together, go out on the town together, get high together, have sex all the time-”
“That doesn’t mean anything!” Smitty jumped to his feet and glared down at Dan. “You better not have been fucking telling anyone that shit! I could lose so many bitches’ numbers thanks to you!”
“I… I don’t understand,” Dan said, his chest growing tight as his head started to swim. “I thought… we really cared about each other… I thought I was doing it right this time… d-don’t you… feel anything for me, Smitty?”
Smitty sighed. “Dan, look. You’re a fun guy and good for a quick fuck, but you’re just a buddy to me. That’s all. And if you can’t handle that, then I don’t know if we can live together anymore.”
Dan’s expression drooped but he quickly shook his head. “No, I-I can handle it. I just… got confused. I’m sorry, Smitty. I… this won’t happen again.”
Smitty stared at him for a moment before he visibly relaxed. “Alright then.” He returned to his spot on the couch and turned the TV on, muting it only when he realized Dan was walking out of the room. “Hey, where you going? Didn’t you want to watch this?”
“I’m actually feeling a little tired now,” Dan replied without facing his friend. “I think I’ll head to bed early. Night.”
Dan closed the door to the bedroom behind him before walking slowly to the air mattress he’d been using for the past few months. He settled down upon it and brought his pillow to his chest, clutching it tightly as he lay in the overwhelming darkness. He wished he could sleep, but the blare of the TV kept Dan awake long into the night.
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Touch me and give all your love to me
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90s Kid awoke with a start when he heard the soft moaning coming from beside him. “Whuz wrong?” he mumbled, still half asleep, before he realized the man lying on his chest was trembling. “Dan?” 90s Kid reached out to stroke his cheek and gasped when he felt how damp it was. “Dan, wake up man! You’re scaring me, dude!”
“Ah!” Dan’s eyes burst open and he sat up, breathing heavily as he wrapped his arms around himself. “What?” He peered around wildly before realizing where he was and who he was with. “Oh, Kid…”
“Dan, are you okay?” 90s Kid sat up as well, his eyes brimming with confusion and worry. “You were moaning and shaking and, like, crying, dude. What’s wrong? Tell me, please!”
“I-it was,” Dan said, his breathing already starting to slow, “a bad… dream…”
Dan released himself from his self-hug only to instantly be wrapped in one by 90s Kid. “Oh dude. I’m so sorry,” he murmured, nuzzling Dan’s cheek softly. “You wanna talk about it?”
Dan closed his eyes and melted into the younger man’s embrace. “P-please Kid… tell me you love me… tell me… I need to hear it…”
“I love you, Dan. I love you so much.” 90s Kid’s grip around him tightened and kissed Dan softly. “I love you more than anyone in the world, dude. You’re mine forever and ever.”
Dan smiled, not his trademark grin but a genuine shaky smile, as one last set of tears slipped out. “Thank you.”
“Anything for you, Dan.”
They lay back down together, Dan still enveloped in the teen’s embrace, 90s Kid repeating how much he loved Dan until exhaustion overtook them both.
90s Kid passed out first with Dan following soon after, but before Dan’s eyes closed, he caught sight of the pink dawn sky and the sun slowly peeking out over the horizon.
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Don't worry, I'm totally okay with the happy ending :)
Thank you so much, I really like the contrast between angsty beginning and the sweet end )
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