The Lads go camping

Celebration

Zipping up the tent, myself and  Robbie were finally alone together since coming out not 3 hours ago

"That went well ay" smiling softly as I change into my vest before laying down beside what I now get to publicly call my boyfriend, it's weird how one conversation with the people closest to you can make you feel so relieved and relaxed.

"Yeah, went better than I expected" Robbie quietly said turning on his side as he let one hand hold his head up and the other arm draped itself across my chest. Moving my sight from the top of the tent to his eyes I noticed his eyes were darker. Much darker. Instantly not understanding the reason I quickly question it

"Rob are you okay"

I felt his hand slowly, very slowly make its way up my side and to finally rest on my neck "am I okay?" He gently chuckles, that's when he makes himself felt.

"Oh" a gasp left my lungs as he rutted his hips against my side making me feel just how 'okay' he is. It appears coming out has a certain affect on robbie. Feeling my breathing starting to shallow as I'm flipped of my back and on top of his body I felt a pair of lips, not just any lips, his lips on my neck sending unbelievable amount of shivers up my spine

Feeling his work paying off and my length becoming harder as the seconds go by, he lowered one hand between both of our clothed chests to land on the front of my boxers. Still going with the gentle assault to my neck the strong yet gentle hand began palming me through my CK briefs "Rob..." letting a deep groan escape my lips realisation sets in about where we were and who was not 30 seconds away from our tent "Don't" I felt him whisper down my ear as he carefully turned us both so I was on my back with him completely covering my body. One leg was hoisted up to his waist as he continually ran his hand up and down my thigh making sure to drag his extremely blunt nails along my skin knowing it makes me weak

"Don't say no because they're literally 30 seconds away"

You could hear the want, the almost sheer desperation in his voice and I can't resist him when he's like this. Hands all over me, lips on my weak points and crotch grinding against my own. He knows exactly how to melt my mind into a complete mess with touches in the right place. Before I get a chance to steady out my breathing or make any attempt to speak his mouth is on mine again, rougher this time. Almost like he's claiming me as his own, all I can do is just let him. After all, we've got something to celebrate

Trailing my long fingers through his hair I turn my head to an angle where I capture his mouth onto mine and I felt him happily sigh into my mouth as I lift my hips up, rubbing against his clothed length

"Gary" a low, deep, sexual filled groan left his mouth had me smirking

"Gonna have to be quiet sweetheart" I pant lifting his (mine) sweatshirt off his body. He's been wearing my clothes since we got here since he forgot his bag and therefor had no clothes, so he's using mine. Seeing his famous chain tattoo appear along with his toned chest made my insides go all warm and fuzzy. I saw him look down at my fingers tracing his defined abs then looked further towards his confined space in his jeans, looking back up at my fire filled eyes I bite my lip and flip us around so I'm straddling his lap. Moving my hips against him as I leave soft kisses down his body my handles battle with his belt.

After a slight disagreement with Robbies belt I finally get it off and lift his hips so I can take them off him. Once they're off and going somewhere in the tent my heart nearly stops as I realise he's gone commando in my jeans

"Christ Rob...have you been..."

All he does is nod his head and bit his lower lip, that's all I needed to lose all my self respect as I curl my long slender fingers around his length. The sudden contact made him jump and groan, my eyes are glued to his face watching every detail as I slowly take him apart with just my hand and extremely slow movements "ah" lightly kissing his mouth as I see him about to let out a deep throaty groan when I flick over his tip"got to be quiet love"

"Faster...shit" his eyes are tightly shut and his back is slightly arched when his hips lift into my hand trying to get more friction between my hand and his cock. The sight of him alone almost pushes me over the edge. Taking my free hand and trailing it down his tattooed front, his abs tremble below my fingertips and his breathing goes deeper at my touch "Christ I wish we weren't so public right now" I practically groan kissing down the perfectly shaped body making sure to flick over the extremely sensitive nipples he's came to gain over the last few years

"Fuck Gary...mmh" tossing his head from side to side as I stop my hand movements on his length when my breathe bounces of the tip. Circling the tip with my tongue I watch his body tense up as his hands fly to my hair to have something to grip. The strong grip weakens me and has me moaning, giving in slightly, I take the tip of him in my mouth purposely teasing him to see whether or not he can be quiet. None surprisingly, he can't be.

"S..stop teasing babe" a loud groan filled with sheer desperation left his body, chuckling I flung a pillow up to his face and winked "use it to keep quiet"

With that, I lowered my body again and took him entirely with my mouth and the pillow now muffling his very loud groans and moans, I just hope and pray the other two are asleep, not that that's going to stop me...