Tomothy Smut

Lovely Boy

DISCLAIMER:This is a work of fiction and is not meant to disrespect the values and relationships of the people written.

The rain was strong tonight, the clash of thunder and wind combined in what would be a horrid sound to hear. Not even being able to get to sleep I stare at the ceiling, listening to the sounds of what would only be nightmare fuel from outside. My mind is going like no end with thoughts of all kinds.

I turn to see the clock strike 12:02. And then I hear it,  the click of my bedroom door and it's opened. I look to see who is there.
Of course it was him. It was Tom, the young boy with auburn locks of hair, wearing a tee shirt to conceal of what was his slightly chubby physique and the checkered pyjama pants I could make out from one flash of lightning shining into the room for a split second.

He looked at me with a slight squint, only to then walk over to my bed.
"Figured you'd like some company." He said, I nodded of course like I always would.
Tom pulled down his checkered pants before getting in on the other side of the bed. He laid down turned on his side towards me.
I pull some of my blanket onto Tom before I turned over to look at him.
I gently kissed his forehead before he moved in closer to me. Putting his leg around mine.

Tom started kissing my neck, I wanted to say something but I couldn't make any words come out. I accepted it gladly and just laid there. The feeling of his hot breath on my neck was heavenly and his gentle motions made me feel relaxed. I was soon greeted with the feeling of tightness in my stomach that almost hurt. Tom had reached my collarbone, and all I could do was coax a moan.
"Oh Tom."

Tom stopped what he was doing to look up at me. I knew where this was going, and I was a little nervous. I had never done something like this before. I wanted to experience this, especially with him, but I was still anxious.
Tom separated my legs and got in between them, I put my hand on his shoulder.

I told him that I was a virgin at this, and that I felt a little nervous.
Tom gave me a little smile before bending down and kissing me on the lips.

"I promise you I will go easy, you're going to be okay and I'll make sure it's enjoyable for the both of us." He reassured me with his calming voice.

We kissed again for a few minutes before Tom started to strip me. He threw my clothes onto the floor. I gazed at my body once I had been torn of my shirt and boxers, it had been a while since I had looked at myself naked, and I mean fully naked. Looking at myself was like meeting with someone you hadn't heard from in a year.

Tom's hand rested on my cock, tapping it softly with his fingers, I trembled at the slightest touch, having been starved of any sexual pleasure for a long time. Tom stopped and started to take his clothes off. Tossing them aside with my own.
Both of us now naked, I exchanged a glance at Tom's body, I knew how self conscious Tom felt about himself. But in this moment that all seemed to be taken away from him. How he stripped without hesitation and didn't even try to cover himself up. His body was different from mine of course. He was built more muscular than me, but he had a pudgy tummy which I enjoyed about him, I loved laying there all the time whenever we were on the tourbus after a late night concert. And I couldn't keep my eyes off of his hard cock.

Tom noticed my stare, and smiled at me. 
"It's all for you Tim." He said. We kissed for a few minutes. Toms soft tongue glided around my mouth, he firmly put his hands on my shoulders. Deep moans emitted from him as we kissed. It was a euphoric experience.