Hayden POV
Ollie wanted to have sex with me. I was beyond ecstatic. I was finally getting what I wanted and didn't want to take this chance for granted. I needed to show Ollie that I could treat him right outside and inside the bedroom. This had to go perfect.
Once we got inside his house I pinned him up against the door. I kissed him passionately. We took off our shoes, still holding the kiss. I lifted him up bridal style and carried him to his room. He weighed like a feather so it was no real effort. The whole way up I kissed his neck or nipped at his ear. We got into his room and closed the door even though nobody was home. It created a sense of privacy and intimacy. I placed him lightly on the bed and he looked up at me with his big baby blues and swollen lips. Man, he drove me wild. He could look so edible and sexy without even trying, "If you want to stop at any moment tell me. Okay, beautiful?"
"Okay, babe," he agreed, opening his arms for me to envelope him in a hug and a kiss.
I leaned in and cradled him in my arms. I kissed him slow and sensually, setting the mood. Normally, I wasn't the type of guy to take things slow. I liked the quick and dirty method. With Ollie it was different. I wanted to take my time. I didn't allow myself to skip over any moment. I delicately spread his body across the bed, taking off his shirt as I removed mine. I admired his body, every crevice and freckle. I softly kissed every inch of his body, from his ears to his toes. A loud moan escapes his lips as I kissed his inner thighs and that noise made my member harden immediately. God, he was so sexy.
He shifted our positions and placed himself on top of me. His fingers traced my chest as he examined it with a fixated gaze. His eyes adverted to meet mine and small smile traced his lips. He leaned in toward my chest and began to trail his tongue along it, eye contact still in tact. "Ollie," I moaned. His tongue felt amazing on my chest and it was getting me hornier. His fingers trailed to my belt and he undid efficiently. Not wasting any time on throwing it to the floor. He unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down with the same speed, leaving me in my underwear. He placed his hand over top of my hardening member and I jolted as his touch. He rubbed me through my underwear and my body grinded into him with ever movement. "Want me to blow you," he smirked, resting between my legs.
"Yes," I begged.
He pulled down my black briefs and there I lay, completely naked in front of him. His mouth gapped slightly and I guess he hadn't expected me to be quite so big. He blushed slightly and looked at me, with a shy smile. I pulled him down and kissed him deeply. He returned in between my legs and grabbed my manhood tightly. He moved his hands up and down in a teasing speed. Every time I'd thrust up he'd stop moving his hands, causing me to grown in frustration. "Ollie," I complained, desperate for his touch.
He flashed me a sly smirk and before I knew it, his mouth was wrapped around my manhood. He lightly licked the tip and then up and down the sides, making my toes curl. It felt so good and my body was going on overdrive. He eventually put me all in his mouth. I was surprised to see he could take me all. He continued to deep throat me and I was getting dangerously close, but I couldn't help it. He knew what he was doing. He swirled his tongue over top of the head and a loud groan escaped my lips. His fingers fondled my balls and his mouth continued to blow my mind at his mad skills. His eyes shifted up and met mine, his big, mesmerizing blue eyes. I almost lost it, so I pushed him off my dick, "I'm close," I confessed.
"Good," he grinned. I pulled him to my mouth and made out with him heavily. My tongue poked through his mouth and massaged his tongue. I had the dominance as I explored his mouth. I reluctantly removed my lips from his and removed his pants. Once he was in his underwear I realized he was wearing another pair of tight briefs that were too small for him. Instead of white, these were a bright orange. He turned around so he was on his knees in front of me, facing the opposite direction. His ass looked amazing in those briefs. His cheeks were spilling out from the bottom and I licked my lips at what I was planning on doing to him. On the butt of his underwear was written in block letters, "Kiss me here," and that is exactly what I planned on doing. "Touch me," he moaned. Man, I wanted him to say that again, it was beyond sexy,
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The Coach's Son (boyxboy)
Teen FictionHayden Carmichael is what people would call a man-whore and a pro at the "hit it and quit it" method, which he is perfectly okay with. He loves being able to get any guy to sleep with him and having everyone drool over him while not being tied down...