Lamar leads Wyatt through his door and turns around to face him.
"So uh, here we are" he says looking up at Wyatt, then turning around to sit on the edge of his bed.
Wyatt's eyes roamed the walls, moving from hentai poster to hentai poster, laughing under his breath when he recognizes one. His eyes move to his pc setup, thinking about all the times they've talked about computers. Finally Wyatt looks at Lamar, who is very shyly sitting, looking up at Wyatt.
Lamar is awkward under Wyatt's gaze, and averts his eyes. His ears and tail twitch when Wyatt suddenly sits down next to him.
"I like you room" says Wyatt, purposely scooting closer to Lamar.
With a huff, Lamar faces Wyatt and mumbles a "thanks" under his breath. He cannot believe that Wyatt is here, in his room, sitting on his bed, next to him. His mind wanders to the things they could do, the things Wyatt could do to him. He's awoken from his little day dream when Wyatt touches his ear, making him flinch away.
"Sorry, I should've asked....... They're just so soft" says Wyatt drawing back his hand
Lamar didn't mean to flinch away, its just that his ears are very sensitive. He reaches for Wyatt's hand, noticing the size difference, he grabs it and lifts it to his ears, making him touch his ears again.
"Oh, so you like it?" Wyatt says smirking
"y-yeah, they are a bit sensitive though" Lamar blushes at being touched.
"Ok so I'll be careful" says Wyatt, concerned that he might hurt the smaller boy. He starts off with petting
motions, then starts to run with finger along the edge. Lamar lets out a sound, half way between a whimper and a moan.
Wyatt looks at him in suprise. Lamar tried to explain the sensitivity of his ears, he guesses Wyatt didnt understand what he meant by 'senstive', he might as well be jackin his staff.
It finally clicks in Wyatts mind what is going on here, he knows its not hurting him, quite the opposite actually.
"Oh, so you like this, kitty?" Wyatt says in a deeper voice, now very close to Lamar.
A mewl escapes Lamars mouth, followed by a yelp as Wyatt grabs his hips and lifts him onto his lap. Lamar liked this position a lot better. Their head were at the same level now, and extremely close together. Lamar scoots impossibly closer to Wyatt, making their chests touch.
Wyatt grins at this movement and huffs out and the feeling of Lamars ass against his now throbbing parts.
Lamar is the one to close the remaining space between them, pressing their softly together.
They both immediatly melt into the feeling, Wyatt deepening the kiss with added force. Wyatt licks Lamar's lower lip, asking for acsess, but is denied. He smirks at the jesture, though he thinks its pointless. Wyatt moves one of his hands from Lamar's waist to firmly grip Lamar's ass. He yelps at the sudden movment and Wyatt takes this oppertunity to slip his tongue inside.
Soon enough their tomgues are fighting for dominance, Wyatt obviously wining. Lamar's hands start to move down the larger boys chest, moving over his hard nipples, and continuing lower. His hands begin movung upward again, and wrap around Wyatts neck and tangle into his hair, smashing their lips closer.
Suddenly, Wyatt has them flipped, and he is hovering over Lamar. Lamar mewls and whines as Wyatt starts leaving marks on hus neck, slowly moving down to his collarbones. Lamar's shirt quickly became a problem, so it was discarded.
Wyatt continued to mark his way down Lamar's chest, finally reaching the waist band to his jeans, which were removed in a rush to reach what was beneath.
Wyatt palmed the smaller boy through his boxers, earning small moans and breathy whimpers. Lamar wanted to make sure the Wyatt was also enjoying himself, so he plunged his hand into Wyatt's boxers and wrapped his fingers around his cock. Lamar's eyes went wide at the size of it when he pulled it out. Wyatt groaned once he was free from his too tight pants.
Moving his fingers up and down Wyatt's shaft, he brushed over the tip, making Wyatts eyes roll back a bit. Oh, so he likes that, Lamar thinks, repeating the jesture.
Wyatt takes three of his fingers and holds them near Lamar's mouth.
"Suck" he orders. Lamar doesnt have time to respond as the fingers plunge into his mouth. He runs his tongue over them, slathering them in slaiva, before Wyatt removes them. His fingers have a sheen of spit on them, making Wyatt grin as he moves hid hand to hover over Lamars hole.
"You ready?" asks Wyatt, waiting for the final ok.
"i-ive never rreally..." Lamar trails off
"Oh, well just relax a bit" says Wyatt, trying to calm his nerves.
Wyatts index finger slowly dips into Lamar. Lamar tenses up and whimpers at the new feeling. After giving the smaller boy time to adjust, Wyatt begins to move and curl his finger within Lamar, who shows his approval through heavy breaths and highpitched moans. Soon enough Wuatt slips in another finger, and another, Lamar now gripping onto him for support.
"i-im close" Lamar says weakly
Hearing this Wyatt immediatly withdraws his fingers and sits between Lamars legs. Lamar whines at the sudden loss of feeling, but sees what is coming next.
Wyatt lines himself up with Lamar, and makes eye contact with the smaller boy, waiting for the go ahead. Lamar nods shly, a blush splayed on his face.
Wyatt pushes himself in, sitting still waiting for Lamar to adjust. Lamar's face twists with pain as be tries to slow his breathing and adjust to the intrusion. After a few minutes Wyatt pushes slowly deeper, finally bottoming out. Lamar pants and whimpers at the full feeling and his pain subsides to pleasure. A purr resognades from his chest and his ears twitch as Wyatt slowly rocks his hips into him. Wyatt starts to pick up with pace, and angles himself, hitting Lamars prostate dead on. Lamar starts to cry out, moaning in sync with the now vigorus thrusting.
Between moans he gets out the words,
"Please"
"Please what kitten? use your words." says Wyatt, knowing the Lamar is close to climax.
"Please.. d-dont stop" Lamar pants as he speaks.
Wyatt goes immpossibly faster as he feels Lamars walls clench around him.
Lamar can feel himself toppling over the edge as he cums, but Wyatt doesnt let up.
Lamar whines at the overstimulation, as Wyatt pulls out and finishes onto the smallers thighs.
Wyatt puts his boxers back on and lays next to Lamar, both exhausted. Reaching into the top drawrr of his beside table, Lamar pulls out papertowels and starts to clean himself up.
The boys start to drift off to sleep, what a day.
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pfff the endung was awkward but there, gay sex
