All That I Have To Show
Title: All That I Have To Show
Author: Marley x_luvjwalk5
Pairing: Jon/Ryan
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,406
Summary: No plot, just porn!
Author's Notes: Thanks again to my fabulous friend moonsized_eyes for the beta. You save my life! And of course, thanks to Dillian for the ideas and being awesome, ILU.
Title belongs to Green Day. / This is for you Ryan!! We love you dude ♥ Feel free to leave tons of comments.
***
"Jon," Ryan gasps when their hips meet and his hands find their way to Jon's back. He's pushed against a wall and Jon's touching him everywhere and he can't think.
"Jon, we have to," Ryan starts but he's cut off when Jon bites in his shoulder, hard enough to leave marks. He moans and his hand spasm lightly, "we have to go to the bedroom."
Jon licks over the teethmarks he just left on Ryan's skin, leaving soft kisses all the way up to Ryan's ear. He doesn't say anything and his breathing is pounding into Ryan's skull, sounds amplified a hundred times, "Okay yeah."
He grabs Ryan's hand and then they're walking down the hallway to his bedroom. Jon opens the door and yanks Ryan inside, kissing him hard. Ryan opens up and Jon happily takes the invitation, pushing his tongue inside and licking into his mouth.
Ryan can't help the noises that are forming in the back of his throat, needy and low. Jon seems to get the message and they make their way over to the bed, mouths staying connected.
Jon's hands are busy trying to open the buttons of Ryan's shirt and when he's done he pushes it off Ryan's shoulders. Ryan's skin is warm against his hands and he rubs his thumb over one of Ryan's nipples.
Ryan lets out a soft groan, half muffled by Jon's mouth and he tries to get Jon's shirt off too but he's fumbling and the buttons are annoying. He huffs and Jon laughs, covering Ryan's hands with his own and gently pushing them away.
He breaks the kiss and works Ryan's pants down, holding Ryan's arm when he steps out of them.
"Get on the bed," Jon whispers in Ryan's ear and he can only obey.
He's hard and watching Jon pull off his shirt is only making him want more. Jon's skin is tanned and he can see his muscles move under his skin.
Jon takes off his jeans and his boxers before getting on the bed and straddling Ryan. He has a devilish grin on his face and it means he's got an idea in his head.
He leans down and slants his mouth against Ryan's, kissing him deep and Ryan presses back even harder.
Ryan curls his fingers around Jon's cock and he groans in Ryan's mouth, open and broken. He pushes his hips down unconsciously against Ryan's clothed erection and the friction feels amazing.
"Fuck," Ryan says, breathing turning ragged as Jon's thigh presses down hard against him. He's pumping Jon's cock slowly and Jon lets out a soft grunt as he puts his forehead in the crook of Ryan's neck.
He starts to suck a bruise on the protruding bones of Ryan's collarbone, mouth breaking the contact long enough to speak. "I want to ride you."
Ryan moans at that because fuck, that's hot and Jon rarely decides to ride him. Most of the time he's content with being fucked, letting Ryan control everything, each little thrust into his body.
With his free hand Ryan reaches for the lube and the condoms that are waiting on their nightstand, leftover from the previous night.
He grabs a handful of Jon's hair and yanks him up so they can look into each other's eyes. Ryan licks his lips and when he sees Jon's eyes flick down to follow his tongue, he pulls Jon forward and kisses him. Both are fighting for dominance, mouths pressing harder and there's too much teeth but neither of them care.
Jon tastes like beer and weed and chocolate cookies and it's good, it's fucking perfect.
Ryan knows he's losing when Jon bites down on his bottom lip, tugging lightly and opening Ryan's mouth even wider. He plunges his tongue deep inside and he starts a rhythm, the same one Ryan uses when he fucks him and it's a dirty trick and Ryan's brain is overwhelmed by the sensations.
He lets Jon take whatever he wants from him, losing himself in their kiss.
Ryan thinks he could do this for the rest of his life but then Jon grinds his hips against Ryan's again, making a demanding noise in the back of his throat at the same time.
Ryan pours some lube on his fingers and traces Jon's rim with his fingertips. Jon stays very still and Ryan easily pushes one digit inside. He finds Jon's prostate fast and starts teasing him, pushing relentlessly against that sensitive spot.
Jon is going boneless above him and he's fucking gorgeous like that, mouth wide open and eyes shut. Jon's lips are very red and they look like an obscene invitation for more, Ryan hopes that he'll get Jon to blow him later.
He pushes a second finger inside Jon and the stretch is already bigger and he waits some time before starting to scissor them. Jon's breathing has turned shallow and when he lets out a low whine, Ryan knows he's ready.
Ryan pulls his fingers out and Jon makes a disappointed noise but he grabs Jon's face and kisses him messy and wet.
He opens the wrapper and rolls the condom on his hard cock, waiting as Jon places himself in position and starts to sink down.
Jon feels hot and tight and Ryan has to bite his lip to keep all the obscenities inside. He's lowering himself slowly and it's agonizing for Ryan but he knows they have to take their time.
When Jon finally bottoms out he bows his head down lightly, placing his palms on Ryan's ribcage and he waits until he's accommodated to the stretch.
He breathes in deeply a few times and then lifts himself up until only the flushed head of Ryan's cock is inside him. He stays like that for a second and then moves down again, growling when his ass is pressed against Ryan's hips.
Ryan moves his hands to Jon's hips, fingers pressing down in his skin and he's pretty sure there will be bruises tomorrow.
Jon starts to set up a rhythm, slowly but surely and Ryan just closes his eyes and enjoys the sensations.
They go on like this for a while until Ryan decides to speed things up a bit and he wraps his hand around Jon's heavy cock. Jon moans loudly when Ryan squeezes him and he throws his head back, unconsciously clenching around Ryan.
His rhythm gets faster and Ryan tries to jerk him in time with his movements.
Ryan can feel Jon's thighs trembling and he knows they're both close. He pushes his hips up every time Jon sinks down and the smacks of their skin are loud in the room.
"Ry, please," Jon starts but he's cut off by a moan as Ryan's dick presses hard against his prostate.
But Ryan gets the message and he flicks his wrist, thumb sliding over the slit. Jon's cock is sticky with precome but Ryan doesn't mind, using it as lubricant to make his hand slide easier.
He tugs hard on Jon's dick, once, twice and then Jon's coming in hot spurts on his stomach. He lets out a broken moan and rides out his orgasm as best as he can before slumping down on Ryan's chest.
Jon doesn't move but Ryan is still hard inside him and he clenches around him purposefully before lifting himself up and pulling away. Ryan wants to protest because he wanted to come inside Jon but then Jon is removing the condom and taking him in his mouth.
Ryan can't help it, hips bucking up into Jon's hot and wet mouth but he doesn't seem to mind. Jon licks a long stripe up Ryan's cock and it probably tastes like latex but Jon never complains.
He takes the tip of Ryan's dick in his mouth, sucks hard and that's all it takes to make Ryan come. He spills inside Jon's waiting mouth and vaguely notices that Jon doesn't swallow.
He's trying to get his breath back when Jon crawls up to him and kisses him, feeding him his own come. Ryan licks everything out of Jon's mouth and even when Jon tastes like Jon again he keeps their lips locked.
Jon finally breaks the kiss and then he's smiling dopily back at Ryan. "We should do that every day," Jon says and his eyes don't leave Ryan's face.
Ryan laughs softly and curls closer to Jon, "Yeah, we should."
Author: Marley x_luvjwalk5
Pairing: Jon/Ryan
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,406
Summary: No plot, just porn!
Author's Notes: Thanks again to my fabulous friend moonsized_eyes for the beta. You save my life! And of course, thanks to Dillian for the ideas and being awesome, ILU.
Title belongs to Green Day. / This is for you Ryan!! We love you dude ♥ Feel free to leave tons of comments.
***
"Jon," Ryan gasps when their hips meet and his hands find their way to Jon's back. He's pushed against a wall and Jon's touching him everywhere and he can't think.
"Jon, we have to," Ryan starts but he's cut off when Jon bites in his shoulder, hard enough to leave marks. He moans and his hand spasm lightly, "we have to go to the bedroom."
Jon licks over the teethmarks he just left on Ryan's skin, leaving soft kisses all the way up to Ryan's ear. He doesn't say anything and his breathing is pounding into Ryan's skull, sounds amplified a hundred times, "Okay yeah."
He grabs Ryan's hand and then they're walking down the hallway to his bedroom. Jon opens the door and yanks Ryan inside, kissing him hard. Ryan opens up and Jon happily takes the invitation, pushing his tongue inside and licking into his mouth.
Ryan can't help the noises that are forming in the back of his throat, needy and low. Jon seems to get the message and they make their way over to the bed, mouths staying connected.
Jon's hands are busy trying to open the buttons of Ryan's shirt and when he's done he pushes it off Ryan's shoulders. Ryan's skin is warm against his hands and he rubs his thumb over one of Ryan's nipples.
Ryan lets out a soft groan, half muffled by Jon's mouth and he tries to get Jon's shirt off too but he's fumbling and the buttons are annoying. He huffs and Jon laughs, covering Ryan's hands with his own and gently pushing them away.
He breaks the kiss and works Ryan's pants down, holding Ryan's arm when he steps out of them.
"Get on the bed," Jon whispers in Ryan's ear and he can only obey.
He's hard and watching Jon pull off his shirt is only making him want more. Jon's skin is tanned and he can see his muscles move under his skin.
Jon takes off his jeans and his boxers before getting on the bed and straddling Ryan. He has a devilish grin on his face and it means he's got an idea in his head.
He leans down and slants his mouth against Ryan's, kissing him deep and Ryan presses back even harder.
Ryan curls his fingers around Jon's cock and he groans in Ryan's mouth, open and broken. He pushes his hips down unconsciously against Ryan's clothed erection and the friction feels amazing.
"Fuck," Ryan says, breathing turning ragged as Jon's thigh presses down hard against him. He's pumping Jon's cock slowly and Jon lets out a soft grunt as he puts his forehead in the crook of Ryan's neck.
He starts to suck a bruise on the protruding bones of Ryan's collarbone, mouth breaking the contact long enough to speak. "I want to ride you."
Ryan moans at that because fuck, that's hot and Jon rarely decides to ride him. Most of the time he's content with being fucked, letting Ryan control everything, each little thrust into his body.
With his free hand Ryan reaches for the lube and the condoms that are waiting on their nightstand, leftover from the previous night.
He grabs a handful of Jon's hair and yanks him up so they can look into each other's eyes. Ryan licks his lips and when he sees Jon's eyes flick down to follow his tongue, he pulls Jon forward and kisses him. Both are fighting for dominance, mouths pressing harder and there's too much teeth but neither of them care.
Jon tastes like beer and weed and chocolate cookies and it's good, it's fucking perfect.
Ryan knows he's losing when Jon bites down on his bottom lip, tugging lightly and opening Ryan's mouth even wider. He plunges his tongue deep inside and he starts a rhythm, the same one Ryan uses when he fucks him and it's a dirty trick and Ryan's brain is overwhelmed by the sensations.
He lets Jon take whatever he wants from him, losing himself in their kiss.
Ryan thinks he could do this for the rest of his life but then Jon grinds his hips against Ryan's again, making a demanding noise in the back of his throat at the same time.
Ryan pours some lube on his fingers and traces Jon's rim with his fingertips. Jon stays very still and Ryan easily pushes one digit inside. He finds Jon's prostate fast and starts teasing him, pushing relentlessly against that sensitive spot.
Jon is going boneless above him and he's fucking gorgeous like that, mouth wide open and eyes shut. Jon's lips are very red and they look like an obscene invitation for more, Ryan hopes that he'll get Jon to blow him later.
He pushes a second finger inside Jon and the stretch is already bigger and he waits some time before starting to scissor them. Jon's breathing has turned shallow and when he lets out a low whine, Ryan knows he's ready.
Ryan pulls his fingers out and Jon makes a disappointed noise but he grabs Jon's face and kisses him messy and wet.
He opens the wrapper and rolls the condom on his hard cock, waiting as Jon places himself in position and starts to sink down.
Jon feels hot and tight and Ryan has to bite his lip to keep all the obscenities inside. He's lowering himself slowly and it's agonizing for Ryan but he knows they have to take their time.
When Jon finally bottoms out he bows his head down lightly, placing his palms on Ryan's ribcage and he waits until he's accommodated to the stretch.
He breathes in deeply a few times and then lifts himself up until only the flushed head of Ryan's cock is inside him. He stays like that for a second and then moves down again, growling when his ass is pressed against Ryan's hips.
Ryan moves his hands to Jon's hips, fingers pressing down in his skin and he's pretty sure there will be bruises tomorrow.
Jon starts to set up a rhythm, slowly but surely and Ryan just closes his eyes and enjoys the sensations.
They go on like this for a while until Ryan decides to speed things up a bit and he wraps his hand around Jon's heavy cock. Jon moans loudly when Ryan squeezes him and he throws his head back, unconsciously clenching around Ryan.
His rhythm gets faster and Ryan tries to jerk him in time with his movements.
Ryan can feel Jon's thighs trembling and he knows they're both close. He pushes his hips up every time Jon sinks down and the smacks of their skin are loud in the room.
"Ry, please," Jon starts but he's cut off by a moan as Ryan's dick presses hard against his prostate.
But Ryan gets the message and he flicks his wrist, thumb sliding over the slit. Jon's cock is sticky with precome but Ryan doesn't mind, using it as lubricant to make his hand slide easier.
He tugs hard on Jon's dick, once, twice and then Jon's coming in hot spurts on his stomach. He lets out a broken moan and rides out his orgasm as best as he can before slumping down on Ryan's chest.
Jon doesn't move but Ryan is still hard inside him and he clenches around him purposefully before lifting himself up and pulling away. Ryan wants to protest because he wanted to come inside Jon but then Jon is removing the condom and taking him in his mouth.
Ryan can't help it, hips bucking up into Jon's hot and wet mouth but he doesn't seem to mind. Jon licks a long stripe up Ryan's cock and it probably tastes like latex but Jon never complains.
He takes the tip of Ryan's dick in his mouth, sucks hard and that's all it takes to make Ryan come. He spills inside Jon's waiting mouth and vaguely notices that Jon doesn't swallow.
He's trying to get his breath back when Jon crawls up to him and kisses him, feeding him his own come. Ryan licks everything out of Jon's mouth and even when Jon tastes like Jon again he keeps their lips locked.
Jon finally breaks the kiss and then he's smiling dopily back at Ryan. "We should do that every day," Jon says and his eyes don't leave Ryan's face.
Ryan laughs softly and curls closer to Jon, "Yeah, we should."