Scott just shook his head with a smile tugging at the corners of his lips, walking into the apartment once Mitch unlocked the door. Mitch set the bag on the counter, taking several pills and washing them down with the coconut water. "Was it worth the night out?"
"No, I didn't even get to hook up with anyone or let a cute boy fuck me" he whined, and Scott chuckled at his wording
"Wow, I take it you're a bottom then?"
"Mmhm, and you, cutie, look like a top" he smirked again as the blonde nodded his head "Well, let me tell you" he pulled Scott forward by the belt loops "I would love to be under you"
He pulled himself up to sit on the counter, again pulling Scott so he was now between his legs. The blonde bit his lip as Mitch's hands wrapped behind his neck.
"Would you like that? To watch me squirm and moan, come undone under this gorgeous body of yours?" his hands roamed Scott's chest, cheeks now flushed.
"Oh god Mitch" his cheeks were hot, hands running along Mitch's thighs "Can- can I kiss you?"
"I just told you that I want you to fuck me, what makes you think I wouldn't want a kiss, or maybe many?" he smiled, their lips connecting and beginning to slowly work against the other. It quickly turned needy and desperate, both fighting for dominance until Mitch gave in. He wrapped his legs around Scott's waist, pushing their hips together.
Mitch was the first to break the kiss, his head going back in a quiet moan. Scott took the opportunity to run his lips and tongue along Mitch's neck, feeling the boy shudder below him. He smiled at the thought of being able to make this gorgeous and confident boy weak to his touch.
Mitch's hands ran through Scott's long blonde hair, fingers playing nimbly on his scalp. They soon traveled down the back of his neck, then explored his muscular shoulders.
"Ahhh- ah" Mitch whined, Scott finding a more sensitive part of his neck just under his jaw. He could feel the skin discoloring there as the kisses and small bites became more ardent.
"You. sound. gorgeous." Scott mumbled in between kisses
"Do I?" Mitch breathed out "Mm, I've been told I feel pretty good too"
"I don't believe you" he said pressing the brunette closer to his body. Mitch smiled, knowing exactly how Scott wanted him to reply.
"Mm, I take it you want me to show you?" he giggled. Scott gave one final kiss and small suck to his neck before sliding his hands to cup Mitch's ass, pulling him into his arms.
"Only if you insist. But, I seem to be lost. Can you give me directions to your bedroom?"
"That was bad, Hoying. It's a good thing those gorgeous lips gave you some brownie points. And it's the second door on the left, down that hall" he nodded his head.
Scott wasted no time, quickly pushing Mitch's door open and bouncing him onto the bed. He let Mitch strip him of his shirt before reciprocating the action, then bringing his lips onto the boys collarbones. Their hands now roamed the other's torso, exploring every muscle and every rib.
The pent up frustration from an entire night out with no action caught up to Mitch and he could no longer resist unzipping Scott's jeans, sliding his hands into the blondes boxers. Scott stopped his attack on the sharp collarbones in front of him to fully slide out of his jeans and boxers then help Mitch do the same.
Scott quickly flipped them so Mitch was straddling him, giggling at the brunettes surprised face. "Now, where would a cute little boy like you keep his lube?"
"Everything you need is in that drawer" Mitch pointed to his bedside table, then reached over to grab everything in one handful. He set it all down on the bed, then snaked his hand behind him to lazily stroke Scott. His face lit up when the blonde applied the oily liquid onto his length, then smeared some onto him. "Will you prep me baby?"
"Of course. Lean forward" At that, Mitch felt a cool finger circle him, then slowly slide in.
"Ohh- ah" Mitch whined as he felt Scott moving slightly. Before he could even comprehend, another digit was inserted, gently stretching him. He connected their lips, staying like this until he adjusted. He pulled away, a cute little grin plastered to his face "I think i'm ready babe. Can I stay straddling you or do you want to flip?"
"Whatever will get me in you faster preferably" he joked. Mitch smiled, rolling the condom down onto the blonde and raising his hips to align himself. He slowly lowered himself, gasping as he felt Scott stretch him and slide in slightly. Scott ran his hands up and down Mitch's thighs and back, effectively getting him to relax into it. "Do you have any clue how fucking tight you are?" he moaned, jaw becoming slack
"You feel amazing, daddy" he smiled at the name, placing his hands on Scott's chest and rocking forward. He began to rock ever so slowly, causing a deep moan to escape Scott's lips. When he was fully adjusted, he leaned back no longer needing support from Scott's chest, sliding to the hilt.
Scott placed his hands on Mitch's hips, hoping he knew where this was going. Like he expected, the brunette slowly and carefully bounced on his hips, effectively brushing against his spot. Mitch's head went back in pleasure as his headboard quietly knocked into the wall.
"Fuck, Mitch. You feel so. Good." he whined, one hand moving to stroke Mitch in time. That alone was enough to send Mitch over the edge. The tightness in his lower abdomen, his ass and now Scott's hand caused him to spill onto both of their chests and stomach. Scott followed soon after, his hands gripping the brunettes hips and moaning his name as he climaxed.
"Holy fuck" was all both of them could say, small beads of sweat on their foreheads. Mitch rocked forward and Scott slid out as he kissed him slowly, hands kneading the back of the brunettes thighs. He flipped them and got up, going to the bathroom they had passed before. He returned with a towel, the used condom gone, and cleaned both of them up.
Mitch tucked them both under the covers and curled up.
"See, told you I felt good"
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The next morning, after Scott had given Mitch a couple tylenol and put his clothes back on, he kissed him goodbye, venturing down the hall to his apartment.
He slipped the key in the door and walked to the kitchen, freezing when he spotted his roommate getting a cup of coffee.
"Oh, hey." Jeff said "Where were you last night?"
"Um..I spent the night with a friend. Didn't want to bother you and Alison, or really listen to your headboard" he shrugged making himself some coffee too
"I see. Maybe next time you should take your own words of wisdom into consideration and move the neighbors bed off the wall a little bit"
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Scomiche One Shots (R)
FanfictionA series of R rated one shots about Scott Hoying and Mitch Grassi