Manthony ✨

Do It Again

~DO IT AGAIN~

⚠️TW: ⚠️Smut - If you do not like smut, don't read! Thank you and enjoy! :)

ATTENTION: This is FANFICTION and none of this is CONFIRMED. No hate to ANY of the Chase Atlantic members or their girlfriends, please! Enjoy <3

~Christian~

Mitchel will be punished for teasing me so badly last night. He's cute if he thinks he can walk away without repercussions. My dick twitches at the thought of teasing him with foreplay until he busts. I want him on my bed when I do this. I sit and stare out the window of the bus. I'm coming back from work and my mind is racing with erotic thoughts. I rub my palms on my jeans and bounce my leg as I get antsy. I want to hurry up and watch him squirm underneath me, begging me for release. Once the bus makes it to my stop, I rush home and bite my lip on the way up the elevator to our apartment. I squeeze through the elevator door and head to our door, pushing the key into the keyhole and making it inside, locking the door,

"Christian?" I hear him ask and I turn around, dropping my stuff on the floor. He has a raised eyebrow and I open my mouth but he speaks first, "You wanna fuck me don't you?" He asks and I nod, not wanting to give away the fact that I'll just be teasing him the whole time,

"Yeah, I do," I say and he beckons me over with his finger, unzipping his sweater, showing me that he has no t-shirt underneath before he slides down his sweatpants to reveal no boxers. The sight of him holding onto the doorframe and waiting for me makes me want to fall onto my knees and pray for a taste of his body, a touch. Anything. I'm hard as hell now. I undress and he disappears into my room. Once I walk into the dark room, I close the door and I hear his breathing,

"Christian?" It comes out as a question,

"Yeah?" I ask and once I reach the edge of my bed, I feel him grab my arms, pulling me on top of him,

"I'm so horny," he whispers in my ear, teasing me,

"Let me fix that, baby," I say and he has no problem dragging his tongue on my neck,

"Mmm, fix it for me," he mumbles and I turn and kiss him deeply. His tongue strokes my bottom lip until my tongue presses between his lips and slides into his warm mouth. We kiss and kiss and kiss and his hands are all over me and fuck I'm giving in, wanting to just fuck him brainless, but I stick to my punishment idea, kissing him until he's hard as fuck,

"Christian," he mumbles and I reach down between us and start teasing him, running my finger over the head of his cock,

"Shhh," I whisper and he's taking it well until my touch is lighter and he starts begging for more,

"Please, Christian," he whispers and I run my tongue over his chest, liking that I can feel his heart pounding underneath my starving mouth,

"Not yet, baby," I say and keep at him until I want to try something else. I get up and go get some ice,

"Oh, no," he says and I get back on the bed. I grab a piece of ice and sit by his hips, slowly, so slowly, run a piece over his shaft. He slings his arm over his face and groans, "You know I like that," he says and I feel my heart jump and my dick drip,

"Like what?" I ask, wanting to hear him say it,

"Ice on my cock," he says and those naughty words have me letting out a moan of desire,

"Mitchel," I groan and he takes his arm away, those gray eyes piercing into mine. His eyes are always sharp when we're having sex,

"Fuck me," he says and I'm melting, "Fuck me now," he says again and I keep going with the ice, waiting for it to melt,

"This is what you get for teasing me last night," I say and his eyes flood with realization. He looks down at my fingers that are moving the ice torturously slow,

"It hurts," he says quietly and I stop a moment,

"Do you want me to stop using ice and do something else?" I ask and he looks at me and grins,

"No, I like the pain," he says and I feel another wave of butterflies hit me,

"Okay," I breathe and keep going until the ice has completely melted. His dick is wet and I move over, bending down to flick my tongue over his tip. I give him light strokes until he seems close to release and I stop,

"Christian," he moans and I'm having way too much fun with this. I love watching him beg for it,

"Beg," I say and he shakes his head,

"No," he says and I like the stubbornness,

"Alright," I say and continue to tease him, giving him hickeys, lightly sucking on his tip, slight strokes on his shaft, fingers inside of him. I do it until he's breathing heavy and ragged,

"Please," he finally begs and he moans at the slightest lick on his tip,

"You're close, baby," I state the obvious, only teasing him further,

"Please, let me finish," he grabs the sheets and looks into my eyes, his own filled with desperation,

"Not yet," I say and he groans. I suck on his dick until he's seconds away from cumming,

"Christian!" He shouts and I pull away, watching his eyes tear up from holding back his release. I suck on his neck and my leg brushes his cock, making him moan loudly,

"I'm gonna cum," he pants and I pull away from his neck, dragging my tongue over his nipples again, "Oh, God, I'm gonna cum," he digs his heels into the mattress, "Christian," he says and I lightly bite his nipples, "Oh, my God," he groans and the second I dig my nails into his hips and start sucking on his nipple, he moans, "Christian, I- oh, God," he starts cumming and I swirl my tongue around, listening to his moaning, "Oh, fuck," he breathes, "It feels so good," he moans and I groan, "Oh, my God," he groans and I'm about to cum from his reaction to the orgasm. When he's done he flips me over and sucks me off. I'm cumming in no time,

"Do it again," I say and he pushes my chest down to the mattress and straddles my hips, shoving my dick inside of him and riding me instead.