2 Teen 4 This- JohnnyBoy/Stevepop

2 inscure 4 wiggles

-Next Morning-
Steve's POV:
-smut (I got bored okay)-
I woke up panting, my meat throbbing.

"Look who's awake." Soda took his hand off my dick, he had been rubbing on it.

I took his hand and put it back on myself, grinding against it.

I yawned, "good morning."

"Feels good?" He's so damn chill, I cannot with him.

"Yeah~" I let out a happy sigh, enjoying his slow stroke.

It's soft and sweet, but I'm getting wetter by the second.

My body rolls itself onto his hand and I moan, not a horny or gross moan. Just satisfied, vulnerable.

He pulls me closer and fingers me, two and then three.

"Soda~ I'm gonna cum, baby~" He's getting me close.

He pulls out before he talks, "I outta do this before you make a mess then."

He slips down and kisses my cock, so sweetly it makes me giggle.

I feel his fingers still flicking and it makes me whimper in pleasure. It's filling me fast. His air blows across my dick and I shiver. It's so good.

"Holy Soda~" I gasp as he sucks half my dick, I'm soaked.

Between the flicking and sucking I find it becoming unbearable, "cumming~" I'm trying not to get too loud as I moan, eyes going back, back arching, and my grip on the sheets going tight, as I ride out my orgasm before he comes up and kisses my cheek.

"Shit." I sigh.

"Looks like it's time to get up." He shrugs, looks at the clock 8:17am and then takes my hand pulling me out of bed. Call us crazy, but we slept naked since these sheets are silk.

Brantley's POV:
Literally we're almost done eating when Steve and Soda come down fully dressed and ready.

Damn, now I feel late.

We finish our food as everyone greets them, "where are you two going today?" Mrs. Curtis smiles.

"No idea, Mom?" Him and Steve go and sit down to eat, as me and Lansy get up.

"I guess we should go get dressed too?" I sigh.

"Yeah." He nods and off we go.

We get to our room and put on bikinis, Steve Approved Bikinis.

I wish me and Lansy could switch bodies. He has a nice curved, a nice booty, and round perky titties. Because I'm decently tall, I look skinny. And flat. We don't even look the same age.

"Are you okay with that?" I don't want him to have on a bikini if he doesn't feel alright in it.

"Yeah I'm fine, I wanna go to the beach, it's cool." He shrugs and I can tell he's not lying. But I almost wish he would've said no.

"You look hot." I try to smile so it doesn't seem fake.

He thanks me before really looking at me, "what's wrong?"

"Nothing, let's go." I take his hand and slip on my crocs, back out we go.

We get half way down the stairs before Steve gets to yapping.

"Are y'all going to the beach today? We should go again." He looks at Soda.

"Yeah." He agrees.