Scomiche One Shots

Good Morning*

This is MEAU (gasp) so hop off if you're not into it!

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Beau wakes up slowly.

His mind is foggy as he comes to, but it quickly recognizes how incredibly hot he feels.

Once his eyes pop open, he manages a glance down at his body. His breath catches at the sight before him, and he recognizes why he's feeling so steamy instantly.

The blanket that's over him is tented, and he can immediately recognize the feel of his boyfriend between his legs

He lets out a quiet groan as he feels Mitch's breath ghost along his inner thigh, his soft lips laving a wet kiss against his burning skin.

His eyes flutter shut, his head falling back. Mitch's big hands trail up to his hips, and his mouth seems to follow, his tongue peeking out and ghosting over his naked cock.

Beau stifles a louder moan when Mitch presses a sweet kiss to the tip of his dick. He grips the sheets by his sides before realizing that it must be hot under the blankets, pushing them over Mitch's head.

He gasps softly as his beautiful boyfriend is revealed, pretty brown doe-eyes peeking up at his through long lashes as he kisses his cock.

"Baby," Beau murmurs, reaching a hand down to ruffle through Mitch's silky hair.

Mitch's eyes flutter shut as he leans up into the touch. He smiles, "happy birthday."

Beau breaks out into a big smile, then. "Is this my present?"

Mitch smirks, "part of it, baby." He winks quickly before he drops back down to suck Beau's cock into his mouth. His mouth wraps around as much as possible, his head bobbing slowly. His cheeks are hollowed, and his lips are coated with saliva as he hastens his pace.

The friction and wet heat of Mitch's mouth it delightful, and Beau shamelessly moans out his praise.

Each praise, every scrape of Beau's blunt nails against Mitch's scalp, only seems to heighten Mitch's eagerness to please. He bobs his head faster, sucks harder, stuffs more of Beau's cock into his mouth until he chokes.

Mitch pulls off with a pop, spit glistening on his lips. He's panting quietly, rests his cheek on Beau's thigh as he catches his breath. His left hand wraps around his boyfriend's cock, stroking him slowly. Beau whines at the loss of Mitch's mouth and decrease in pace.

"Mitch, baby, please," he whines softly, his hand brushing Mitch's bangs back, fingers trailing down to his jaw. He lets his thumb ghost over Mitch's parted lips, presses against his bottom lip and admired the dazed look in Mitch's brown eyes.

"Anything for the birthday boy," Mitch whispers, lifting his head. He presses Beau's cock to his lips, slowly taking him into his mouth. He lets Beau's cock press into his cheek, the bulge of the head of his cock visible. Mitch's tongue explores, sliding along the underside of Beau's cock, wrapping around the head and running along the sides. He starts quickly stroking what's not fit in his mouth.

"Baby," Beau groans. "Close."

Mitch flutters his lashes up at his boyfriend, pulling back and sticking his tongue out. "C'mon, come for me birthday boy. Wanna' taste you."

It only takes a swipe of his tongue and a few more strokes of his hand before Beau comes with a mighty growl, spurting into his boyfriend's mouth.

Mitch swallows, licks what's left on Beau's sensitive cock before crawling up to cuddle next to his boyfriend.

"Thank you," Beau coos, wrapping his arms around Mitch and pulling him close. He kisses Mitch's forehead once he's tucked into his side.

Mitch smiles brightly, "love you, birthday boy."

"Love you, baby."