Don't Go... (boyxboy)

20: Make Up Sex With Mr Ex.

My back connected with his bed making me bounce up slightly at the impact. I looked up at Justin who turned the light off and plummeted the room into darkness.

"Jus-" I felt him crawl on top of me and let out a soft groan as he grinds against me slowly.

"Shh. Don't speak." He whispered as he connected his lips to mine. I allowed his soft and warm lips to take my breath away and his large hand to hook under my thigh and bring my leg up and around his waist.

He pulled away and I let out a needy whimper, he chuckled deeply somewhere in the dark and I reached up, my fingers finally connecting with the hem of his shirt. I tugged at it desperately and heard a tearing sound.

"Someone just ripped my shirt." He teased and through the dark I could tell he was smiling. I rolled my eyes and slapped his arm lightly. He laughed then I heard some more tearing and the sound of him unbuckling his belt.

His hands then found their way to the zip of my onesie and I blushed deeply. Way to ruin the moment with your wardrobe choices Darren.

This was soon forgotten when I felt his cool fingers dance along the heated skin of my chest causing me to let out a desperate moan. He slipped off my onesie and I blushed when I realised that I was left in my boxers.

The pressure of him on top of me shifted until it wasn't there anymore and seconds later light bathed the room. I lay there sweaty and horny with my hands still clutching the sheets below me. I looked over to see Justin standing there with the belt, button and zip of his trousers undone and his muscular chest beading with sweat.

"I want to see you while I make up for my mistakes." He says in a barely audible, husky whisper. I let out a groan and arched my back, biting my lip as my eyes lock with his.

He let out a grunt from the back of his throat and within seconds he is on top of me again, his lips on my neck, chest, face and stomach where there was exposed skin. I squirmed beneath him with my ragged breathing. My fingers scratched at his back and I knew I would be leaving marks. Even better.

His abs glistened with his sweat as he kissed my stomach. I ran my fingertips through his sandy blonde hair which had darkened since I last saw him. I tugged it slightly when he took the waistband of my boxers between his teeth and pulled them down.

I lifted my ass so he could pull them all the way down then kicked them off, laying naked in front of him. I glanced in the mirror of his room and saw that all my face paint from earlier was gone.

He got up over me on his knees, I reached up and hooked my index fingers into his boxers and tugged them down. His familiar cut cock leapt out to greet me and I looked up at him with the big eyes I remembered he loved.

I leant up and planted my hands firmly on his chest, pushing him back into the sheets and trailed my tongue down his sweaty chest and stomach, kissing around his cock.

"Someone's became a lot more eager since we last did this." He muttered above me. I looked up with a deep blush; he chuckled and took my hand, kissing it lightly. I smiled sheepishly and dipped my head back down to kiss just below his belly button in return.

I looked up at him from behind my bangs with an innocent look, biting my bottom lip softly. His legs shook under me and I smiled at how much of a reaction I could get out of him just by looking at him.

I wasted no more time as I picked up his shaft and stroked it slowly, my fingers grazing over the smooth skin. I ran my tongue up the vein on the underside of his shaft and he let out a grunt above me and his fingers weaved into my hair.

I did this a few more times before taking him all the way into my mouth to the back of my throat and sucked slowly. His breathing was already uneven as I continued to slowly suck.