My Smut Book!

Excerpt from "Denial Number Four"

Pete and Patrick both smiled, then ran up the stairs, Pete grabbing onto Patrick's ass the whole time. I chuckled to myself, then got comfortable against Andy again. I stroked his hair and kissed his forehead. He soon turned around and faced me again.

"Joe?" he asked as he looked at me.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"I love you," he said. "A lot."

"I love you too," I smiled as I kissed his nose.

"I can't even describe how much I love you," he said. "It's out of this world."

"I know how you feel," I smiled. "I don't think there's any way possible that I could describe my love for you."

"Maybe not, but you could show me..." Andy said, biting his lip again.

"Here? Now?" I asked. "What if Pete or Patrick come down?"

"I know I'm ready, babe," Andy said. "And I can grab a blanket from the closet to cover ourselves in case one of them does show up."

"A-Alright," I smiled.

Andy got up, kissed my nose, then walked to the closet and grabbed a blanket. He walked back over and then crawled back onto the couch. He snuggled closer to me again, then draped the blanket over us. Andy crawled on top of me and I gently lowered his face down to mine, connecting our lips in the perfect kiss, which soon turned to making out.

Before I knew it, Andy's shirt, and mine as well, were on the floor, somewhat under the couch. I was running my hands up and down his back, and through his hair. As I pulled Andy's pants down, I rubbed him through his boxers. He moaned, but tried to keep quiet.

After I got his pants off, Andy made the comment that the couch was a little too small to really move around on, in which I agreed, so he got another blanket from the closet and laid it down on the floor. We crawled onto the floor, me on top of Andy this time, then he threw the other blanket over us.

Andy took my pants off, along with my boxers, then I flipped around and took his boxers off as well. We wound up in a sixty-nine position, both of us taking each others member in our mouths. We both let out a moan at the same time from how good it felt. I continued to suck Andy's member harder and harder, occasionally running my tongue over his slit, making him moan a little more. He did the same to me and I moaned in return.

After a few more minutes of that, Andy pulled me back and flipped me over so we were face to face again. He kissed me deeply over and over again. God, I wanted him so bad... He said he was ready. I've been waiting for this moment for a while now. Even thought we'd been together a year now, we've never had sex yet. Andy said he wasn't ready and I respected that. I didn't want to force him into something he wasn't ready for.

"Are you ready, babe?" I asked.

"Yeah," Andy smiled.

I leaned down and kissed him again and I snaked my hand down. I pushed a finger inside of him, which made him clench a little, but as I moved it back and forth, he started to moan. I soon pushed a second finger inside of him. He stopped me for a second so he could adjust himself, then I moved my fingers back and forth inside of him again.

He was moaning with almost every movement, so I took my fingers out of him, then kissed him again. I gave him a look again, in which he smiled and nodded. Neither of us had a condom, but Andy said he was ok with that.

I picked Andy's legs up and hooked them on my shoulders. I positioned myself at his entrance, then pushed myself in a little bit. Andy scrunched his nose a little bit, then told me to keep going. I did so and finally got myself all the way inside of him. He was doing great and I told him that, then kissed him. I pulled myself out partway, then pushed back in. I was going slow, not wanting to hurt Andy in any way.

After a little while, he told me to go faster, so I did, making him moan louder. He had his hands holding onto his legs, even though they were hooked on my shoulders. He eventually moved one of his hands into my hair and gripped it tightly. He was moaning and breathing heavily as he gripped my hair even tighter.

"Faster," Andy breathed. "Please."

"Ok, babe," I chuckled.

I moved my lower body faster and faster. All you could hear was the sound of our bodies colliding together, our heavy breathing, and Andy's moans. We were being loud, that I know, but I don't think either of us cared at this point, even if Pete and Patrick were right upstairs.

"Fuck," Andy groaned. "Right there."

I pushed myself harder into him, hitting the perfect spot every time. He loosened his grip on my hair, then wrapped his arms around my torso. I felt his body tighten around me, then he dug his nails into my back. He let out a moan that sounded like it started deep in his stomach, then came on his stomach, as well as mine. Seeing and hearing him do that sent me over the edge. I moved his legs, leaned into the crook of his neck, then came inside of him with a loud moan.

"Fuck," I breathed as I collapsed on top of him as I pulled out.

"That was," Andy said, breathing heavily.

"Amazing," I finished his sentence.

"Very," he smiled, then kissed me.

"I love you, Andy," I said as I kissed him back.

"I love you too, babe," he said as he stroked my hair.

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"Hey motherfuckers! Get up!" Pete yelled as he ran down the stairs.

"I don't want to," I mumbled.

"I would imagine," Patrick said as he laughed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Andy asked, picking his head up.

"Nothing, just that we know you lost your v card on my living room floor," Patrick said.