At First Blush

Chapter 26

A/N: 

Hi lovers!

been dealing with real life stuff but hopefully that's winding down so i can dedicate more time to my stories. i've had a few questions about first blush being over, and i'm here to assure you that we have a good ten more chapters planned! and it's gonna get a little crazy....
so stay tuned and thank you for your patience!!!

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Ollie woke up to the absolutely heaven/hell feeling of being squished into the mattress by a warm man. Juls had somehow completely ensconced him during the night, and Ollie was pretty sure he woke up because he couldn't breathe.

"Juls," he whispered. He was trapped on his stomach and his diaphragm was slowly deflating. He wiggled, hoping to encourage Juls to shift.

Wrong move, because Juls just rolled onto him more, pressing his cock against Ollie's sweatpants covered crease. Dear God. His morning wood perked up, driving into the mattress, and he gritted his teeth. He was either going to roast alive or suffocate.

"Juls, I can't breathe," he gasped, clawing at his headboard to give him some leverage.

"Mmmm," Juls replied, ducking his face into Ollie's neck, lips pressing against his overheating skin.

"Juls, I will die," Ollie whined, and Juls sighed, shifting his weight off of him. Ollie gasped a deep breath of relief...only to squeak as he felt Juls slid down his body, taking his sweats with him. "What are you doing?" He demanded, wriggling, curling his toes.

Juls shoved his sweats down to his ankles, and settled between his legs, face directly level with Ollie's hole. Ollie was pretty sure that his whole body was flaming beet red. Juls smoothed his hands down Ollie's thighs, rubbing that soft, sensitive skin behind his knee. "Breakfast," he purred, pressing a kiss against Ollie's inner thigh before he gently pushed his left leg, opening Ollie up completely.

His stomach clenched and he whimpered as Juls lifted his hips, reaching between his legs to grasp his cock which was already leaking profusely. Juls pulled it back, licking a hot, wet stripe from Ollie's sensitive tip, over his balls, before diving into his hole. Ollie bit his hand then a pillow as he shoved his ass up higher, desperately seeking Juls' talented mouth.

All too quickly he was on edge, his muscles quivering as he gave choked off moans. Juls lifted his head, and Ollie whined at losing his mouth. But as Juls flipped him and sucked his cock down his throat, Ollie's eyes rolled back in his head as he came pretty much instantly.

He melted bonelessly into the mattress, body feeling too floaty and tingly for him to really care about much of anything. So when Juls straddled his chest, his cock proudly jutting out, Ollie smiled lazily, tilting his head forward and caught Juls' tip between his lips.

He sleepily sucked at Juls's cock, while Juls' fingers tangled in his curls, his hips rocking gently. It was so warm and intimate and he felt just so good. If he wasn't worried about choking, he probably could have fallen asleep with Juls' warm, heavy cock resting on his tongue.

Instead, he reached up languidly, slipping his fore and middle finger into Juls' hole, causing his lover to hiss in pleasure, his hips bucking forward. Ollie choked a little bit, but he just smirked at Juls around his cock, wiggling his fingers deeper until he found the sweet spot. Juls threw his head back, gasping, as he fucked into Ollie's mouth as Ollie stroked his prostate with just enough pressure to drive the man wild.