First Time, NC-17
Title: First Time
Author: kkscatnip
Words/Time: 745, 20 min
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Body shots
Notes: Surprise bisexuality, go. This guy is from the polybigbang story that I'm working on now.
Corin's first time doing body shots is at his sixteenth birthday party. His mom vacates the premesis and goes to stay with her sister for the night, but only after stocking the house with beer and liquor and some of the finest weed that Corin's ever smoked.
He loves his mom. He really does, and he tells his friends, and they laugh and tell him he's only said it eight times but he doesn't really care. He hasn't even gotten to the alcohol yet, either.
And then Hannah Smith, Corin's current crush, announces that anyone who wants can do body shots off of her.
Lucky for Corin, everyone else decides that the birthday boy ought to be the one to do the shots first. Hannah takes off her shirt-- she never wears a bra, not with those small breasts, but they're so damn perky and Corin knows he's staring but he doesn't really care. Hannah's cheeks are pretty when she blushes, and the way the redness spreads down her neck and over her collar bones is just adorable.
"Let me pour," Simeon, Corin's cousin, says. He's the oldest at the party-- [nineteen]-- and technically the chapperone but so far the most he's done is make sure that anybody who insists on having sex (that would be Lilly and Jeremiah, the horn dogs) doesn't do it in Corin's mom's bedroom and has protection.
His attention is wandering; Hannah's fingers on his cheek are cold. She smiles at him, and wriggles her hips. "You know how to do this, right?"
He's watched it before; he knows the general process. He says as much, and Simeon laughs at him. "Bet he doesn't get much of it."
Simeon's a traitor, Corin decides. "You going to pour or what?" he asks, but can't make himself be mean. Not to Simeon.
Who smiles, a slow upturn of his lips that makes Corin's heart beat faster. "Pouring."
Corin spends the next minute licking and sucking all of the schnapps-- peach-- off of Hannah. It's a frantic thing, as Simeon starts on one side of her chest and finishes on the other and Corin somehow ends up sucking on her nipple, and he's so hard, so fucking hard, and Hannah's making this little noise in her throat that is just beautiful.
"Nice," Simeon says-- Corin doesn't pause, for fear that Hannah will make him stop-- after Corin's unbuttoned her jeans (the top hem is damp) but before he's pulled them off. "Ever eaten a girl out before?"
Not helping, Corin thinks, because he has and he doesn't need his cousin standing over him telling him how to do it even if that idea makes him squirm, makes his cock throb, makes him want to-- want to--
"Kiss me," Hannah says, or whispers. Barely. Her voice is shaky; her cheeks are even redder than before. Her fingers are still cold, when they touch Corin's cheek again.
Corin tilts his head into her touch, probably smiling like a loon but whatever-- he's going to eat her out and nobody can say any different. He crawls back up her body, and she goes from sitting up on her elbows to laying back stretched out on the couch, pretty blue eyes so damn imploring. "Of course," he says, belatedly, and presses his lips against hers.
She kisses back [eagerly], making a whiny noise that sets Corin's blood on fire. Someone's undoing Corin's jeans-- not Hannah, because she's holding his head, cupping his cheeks, pulling gently at her hair in her eagerness. Corin breaks the kiss to see who, and there's Simeon, with a smirk.
And Corin comes in his pants, looking away from his cousin at the last minute, back down at the girl he's supposed to be-- doing stuff with. He pants, leaning his head against hers, feeling incredibly silly. "I-- um--"
"Oh," she says, eyes going comically wide. "Oh. Well, uh, you can still eat me out?"
It sounds like a good plan, so Corin agrees, and crawls back down her, looking around as he does for Simeon. Who's disappeared, the shithead.
One of these days, Corin thinks. One of these days I'm going to do something about this. For now, though, he'll content himself with eating Hannah out until she begs him to stop.
Author: kkscatnip
Words/Time: 745, 20 min
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Body shots
Notes: Surprise bisexuality, go. This guy is from the polybigbang story that I'm working on now.
Corin's first time doing body shots is at his sixteenth birthday party. His mom vacates the premesis and goes to stay with her sister for the night, but only after stocking the house with beer and liquor and some of the finest weed that Corin's ever smoked.
He loves his mom. He really does, and he tells his friends, and they laugh and tell him he's only said it eight times but he doesn't really care. He hasn't even gotten to the alcohol yet, either.
And then Hannah Smith, Corin's current crush, announces that anyone who wants can do body shots off of her.
Lucky for Corin, everyone else decides that the birthday boy ought to be the one to do the shots first. Hannah takes off her shirt-- she never wears a bra, not with those small breasts, but they're so damn perky and Corin knows he's staring but he doesn't really care. Hannah's cheeks are pretty when she blushes, and the way the redness spreads down her neck and over her collar bones is just adorable.
"Let me pour," Simeon, Corin's cousin, says. He's the oldest at the party-- [nineteen]-- and technically the chapperone but so far the most he's done is make sure that anybody who insists on having sex (that would be Lilly and Jeremiah, the horn dogs) doesn't do it in Corin's mom's bedroom and has protection.
His attention is wandering; Hannah's fingers on his cheek are cold. She smiles at him, and wriggles her hips. "You know how to do this, right?"
He's watched it before; he knows the general process. He says as much, and Simeon laughs at him. "Bet he doesn't get much of it."
Simeon's a traitor, Corin decides. "You going to pour or what?" he asks, but can't make himself be mean. Not to Simeon.
Who smiles, a slow upturn of his lips that makes Corin's heart beat faster. "Pouring."
Corin spends the next minute licking and sucking all of the schnapps-- peach-- off of Hannah. It's a frantic thing, as Simeon starts on one side of her chest and finishes on the other and Corin somehow ends up sucking on her nipple, and he's so hard, so fucking hard, and Hannah's making this little noise in her throat that is just beautiful.
"Nice," Simeon says-- Corin doesn't pause, for fear that Hannah will make him stop-- after Corin's unbuttoned her jeans (the top hem is damp) but before he's pulled them off. "Ever eaten a girl out before?"
Not helping, Corin thinks, because he has and he doesn't need his cousin standing over him telling him how to do it even if that idea makes him squirm, makes his cock throb, makes him want to-- want to--
"Kiss me," Hannah says, or whispers. Barely. Her voice is shaky; her cheeks are even redder than before. Her fingers are still cold, when they touch Corin's cheek again.
Corin tilts his head into her touch, probably smiling like a loon but whatever-- he's going to eat her out and nobody can say any different. He crawls back up her body, and she goes from sitting up on her elbows to laying back stretched out on the couch, pretty blue eyes so damn imploring. "Of course," he says, belatedly, and presses his lips against hers.
She kisses back [eagerly], making a whiny noise that sets Corin's blood on fire. Someone's undoing Corin's jeans-- not Hannah, because she's holding his head, cupping his cheeks, pulling gently at her hair in her eagerness. Corin breaks the kiss to see who, and there's Simeon, with a smirk.
And Corin comes in his pants, looking away from his cousin at the last minute, back down at the girl he's supposed to be-- doing stuff with. He pants, leaning his head against hers, feeling incredibly silly. "I-- um--"
"Oh," she says, eyes going comically wide. "Oh. Well, uh, you can still eat me out?"
It sounds like a good plan, so Corin agrees, and crawls back down her, looking around as he does for Simeon. Who's disappeared, the shithead.
One of these days, Corin thinks. One of these days I'm going to do something about this. For now, though, he'll content himself with eating Hannah out until she begs him to stop.