Milkshake ~Travis x Awsten~

Awsten

Travis comes out of the bathroom and sits on the opposite end of the couch from me. 'Odd' I think, 'He usually sits right next to me.' We turn on my favorite movie, White Chicks. I casually watch Travis from the corner of my eye for the duration of the movie— I can tell something's off. He seems really nervous. "Travis?" I ask.
"Y-yes?" He stutters.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah I'm fine."
I can tell he's not fine, so I scoot closer to him, which only makes him turn bright red. He's cute when he's nervous. I've had a huge crush on Travis ever since we met but I don't want to mess up our friendship by fucking him. He did look extremely adorable today though, he's wearing a regular old t-shirt and basketball shorts and all I can think about is how good they would look on the hotel room floor. When I finally snap out of my thoughts, I realize that Travis has been staring at me.
"What is it Travis?"
"Nothing." He mumbles.
I decide to get a little closer and try to cheer him up. I lay my head in his lap and start poking his face with my finger. His ruddiness remains clearly on his face and shortly I feel something hard on the back of my head. Travis tries to move away but now that I know how he feels, I'm going for it. In one quick movement, I straddle Travis and pin his wrists by his sides.
"Do you want this?" I ask.
He nods enthusiastically and that's when I know I can start my magic. I begin kissing him roughly, tongue going in and out of his mouth, biting his lips and eventually I move down to his neck. As I leave my marks on his neck, I can feel his heartbeat getting faster and his cock getting harder.
"Wow, your male chicken is happy to see me." I laugh as I stand up and lead Travis into our hotel bedroom.
"I wanna try something on you. Is that okay?" I wait for Travis' consent. Consent is very important, especially for what we're about to do. I pull out my suitcase and grab the special box I brought just in case this happened.
"Drop your drawers." I demand. 'It feels so good to be the one dominating for once, it's never like this with Geoff,' I think. Travis does as he's told and waits on the bed for further instruction. I rip off his shirt and moan when I see his hairy chest— I've been waiting for this moment for so long. We kiss again and I start to jack off his length, waiting until he's just about to cum before I stop.
"W-what?" Travis stutters, confused.
I simply smirk in response. "Turn over."