we might've been meant to be (boy x boy) (being edited/revised)

Get Out My Pants!

ROBIN. ︽⊙＿⊙︽

I was laying in bed making out with Kristen.

Damn him, he's such a good kisser. When he let my lips go he just looked down at me, his pretty hazel colored eyes told me everything.

"Get out my pants ,Kristen." I told him, breathless but in a firm, no games voice. Ever since just 2 days ago at the ice cream parlor he's been extra horny.

I have too, but still, self control says ' wait ' and I always listen to self control.

"Come on, Robin. I want you."

I sigh and nod." I understand- "he put his warm hand over my bellybutton.

"Kristen? "

"Wha? " He says innocently, pouting his bottom lip out.

"Move your hand and lets get this history project going again..."

He smirked when my back arched off the bed because he cupped my...manhood, which I found wrong.

This bastard!

He used both hands to undo my pjs and slide them down my legs.

Now I was fully naked under his semi naked tiny muscular body, he trailed his eyes down me, leisurely, licking his lips , I stand up and press my naked ass to the corner, trying to hide it.

"No, Robin, you're not running from me." He says ,getting to his knees in front of my crossed legs.

With extreme force he pried them open, gripped me tightly while drawing his hand down my length. I really tried to not moan in pleasure but lost the battle.

Damn you!

KRISTEN {•̃_•̃}

I gazed with pure reverence at Robin's scrumptious erect rod.

Just like him, it was perfect, lengthy, dense with thickness , almost juicy looking.

I swept my thumb over the pink spongy head, leaning in to kiss his perfection.

He gasped ,egging me on ,in my mind. I wrapped my lips around it, looking up at his face, his eyes were closed and plump lips parted.I kept my hand on him as I took him in further, moaning slightly because of his pure Robin taste and because he had this near painful hold on my hair to pull me to him.

He was way to big to take all the way but I felt this insatiable need to pleasure him as much as I can and if he wants me to deep throat, I will gladly deep throat !

I held the back of his creamy thighs, in preparation. Once he went past my tastebuds he hit my gag reflex, but I quickly recovered, knowing he'd want to stop if he thinks he's hurting me.

I lick his shaft up and down a few times before taking the whole of it into my mouth again, his grasp on my hair became tighter and I moaned again around him, causing him to grunt.

He can make some dirty sexy sounds.

I bobbed my head up and down him ,once again whipping my tongue up his dick. I instantly moaned at the weight of him in my mouth. Looking up to his eyes, he loosened the grip he had on my head , his thumb slid over my ear, the soft caress made me shiver and want to make him come even more. I mentally steeled myself so I could push him over the edge he was so close to. The head of his cock hit the near base of my throat.

He let out a deep, low grunt.

I so wanted to take him all again, but wanted some pay back and decided to play with him.

Never letting up on each lazy stroke to his shaft I kissed up his stomach and the inside of his thighs .

Then I licked up it again,my tongue stayed at the engorged head ,awaiting his reaction. Come dripped out his cock slowly, I felt a sense of feminine power that I shouldn't have, the control I held over him was invigorating!

He panted heavily, his head dropping and sweat falling from his brow.

"Kristen, you, you might wanna... pull back."

I shook my head. I wanted him and I wanted all and everything he could give.

He let go my name in sharp echoing yelp ,exploding in my mouth, the taste of him on my tongue was intoxicating as I gulped his essence down.

I never swallowed come before, I always spat it out on whoever I was giving head to, I didn't like them enough to not be rude.

But there was something about this one.

"K Kristen, get up. I'm a go take a nap and you look stuff, um I mean WWII and you take notes. I need to lay down." He tells me with sluggishness you could compare to druggies when they're high. He picks up his discarded boxers and pulls them up, snuggling up with his Pokémon stuffed figure ready to go to sleep.

I wrapped my arms around him ,his eyes snapped open to mine.

"I didn't like that." Is all he says.

Cause he loved it. I hug him tighter.

He kissed me this time, but softly without getting too dirty, just laying his lips over mine.

"Now go do the project." He pushed me away, but I stayed.

He smirked and held me to him, too.

"We're never gonna get this thing done and its your fault if we get bad grades."