Nate's POV
It was late at night when my boyfriend and I were sitting in our bedroom together, not really doing much of anything. Neither of us had much to talk about, so we were sitting in silence, the only sound in the room coming from the tv which you could barely hear.
He was on the bed behind me, and I was sitting at the computer after I had just finished finalizing the track list for a new project I was working on, when I heard Mark sigh loudly. I kept looking at the screen but asked him if something was wrong. "Uh, kind of..." He said. He sounded so nervous. "I have a bit of a... 'problem' and I was wondering if you could help me out with it." I turned towards him and instantly saw what he was talking about. A large tent had formed in the sweatpants he had on. "O-oh," I said with wide eyes and red cheeks. "Yeah... I-if you don't feel comfortable doing it, that's fine, I jus-"
"No, no, I'm okay with it." Why are we being so awkward about this, you ask? Well you see, despite dating for about 4 years, the most sexually intimate thing we had ever done was make out. I would've loved to have taken things further in the past, but whenever I tried to ask, my anxiety kicked in and made me second guess myself.
"I've actually hoped you would ask me to do something like this," I said as I got up and sat on the bed with him. I heard him chuckling, which made me look up at him. "Well, I've wanted to have you do this too. That pretty mouth of yours has gotta be good for more than just singing." Mark said, making me blush harder. I moved closer to him before lightly setting my hand on the large bulge. I heard him take in a small, shaky breath, which encouraged me to continue. I started squeezing his hard-on, trying to gauge his reaction. When I heard a soft moan escape his slightly parted lips, I took things further. I hooked my fingers under the waistband of his sweatpants, then pulled them down, knowing he wasn't wearing anything underneath, and nearly started drooling as I saw his member spring free. It was so big, even bigger than I'd imagined. I licked my lips at the sight. "Holy shit..." I whispered. I needed to have it in my mouth. I needed to taste it.
I spread his legs slightly, getting in between them and gently kissing the head of his dick, before slipping it into my mouth. He started groaning almost immediately, making me smile as I swirled my tongue around the tip. I would also occasionally drag my tongue against the slit, making him buck up his hips. "N-Nate~" he whimpered. The taste of his member was amazing-so sweet, and almost intoxicating in a way-making me close my eyes and moan. I slowly took more and more of his length into my mouth. I grabbed his hand and put it on my head, wanting him to pull my hair and fuck my mouth. Luckily, he understood and grabbed a handful of my hair before bobbing my head up and down on his dick. I could feel his member throbbing inside my throat. "Holy fuuuck... Your mouth feels so g-" Mark started to say before cutting himself off with a loud moan. He forced me to take him all the way down, making my eyes widen in shock and roll to the back of my head as I gagged a bit, but I liked it, so I didn't want him to stop. Instead, I started running my tongue along the underside of his cock in approval. Mark's grip on my hair tightened as he started quickly thrusting into my mouth, grunting and panting in pleasure.
He let out several loud moans, then suddenly pulled me off. "Why'd you make me stop?" I asked breathlessly before being pinned down on the bed, Mark looking down at me with hungry, lustful eyes. "Because I wanna fuck you. I wanna finish in that sweet ass of yours~" he purred. While I was sucking him off, my own member started getting very hard, very fast. In fact, it got so hard that it started to hurt a bit. Mark continued staring at me intensely as he waited for me to answer. I nodded my head with a smile, silently telling him that I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him to make me scream his name, to make me see stars, to fuck me so hard that I'd be feeling it for weeks afterward. He smirked and I pulled him in for a kiss as he eagerly yanked off my pants. He pulled them off along with my boxers, making me shiver as the frigid air hit my throbbing dick. It was rock hard. Which isn't surprising, to be honest. He pulled from our kiss and looked at me again, tossing my pants to the floor, removing my shirt shortly after. He ran his hands along my chest, soon trailing them to my tattoo-covered arms and tracing the shape of my biceps with his fingers, smiling as he felt me squirm. "You've got such a beautiful body, Nate. I could stare at it all day. And I can't believe it's all mine for the taking~" He started peppering my chest and shoulders with kisses, eventually moving to gently lick and bite my nipples. I blushed brightly and started tugging at his shirt. "What, you want it off?" I nodded vigorously. I needed to see his body. Mmh, just thinking about it made my dick twitch a bit. "Okay, sweetheart. I guess it's only fair," Mark replied with a wink as he pulled his pants all the way off and moved to take off his shirt, doing it so teasingly slow. I bit my lip hard as my eyes trailed up and down his muscular form-Every inch of his body made me drool. He saw me staring and started flexing a bit. "Heh, see something you like?" He teased me. "Hell yes. God, how is it possible for me to be even more turned on than before?" I asked, taking slow, shallow breaths.
