II Killing Time II DuffxIzzy fanfic

4. to kiss or not to kiss

Gahh there is some smut in this chapter. Im so bad at writing smut, I hope im at least getting better at it :3

Duffs pov:

I just look at Izzy.

My heart is racing. I can't feel this for him. No, that is wrong.

Or is it?

And now he is offering to suck my dick?! What the fuck?

I don't know what to do. Izzy looks like he regrets saying that because Im thinking about it.

It is just silent. Only the music from inside the club fills the cold silent car.

Izzy breathes out and straightens his shoulders.

"So?" he asks.

"So what? You're asking if I want to get my dick sucked by a friend?" I say.

"If I can keep staying at your place... Than yes." He says.

"Don't be ridiculous. Like you would suck my dick." I say.

"You think I wouldn't do it?" Izzy says.

"Go to your place." he says.

"Alright." I say and start the car.

What the fuck is happening.

I see Izzy biting his lip. Regretting every word that left his mouth.

The closer we get to our house the faster my heart starts beating.

Do I have a little crush on him? I mean, I thought he was kind of handsome when I saw him.
And I was attracted to his movements and his way of doing things.

But I don't like guys.

I look at his lips from the corner of my eyes.

My brain pictures them around my dick.

Fuck.
I get a boner.

Normally when I thought of getting a blowjob I just thought it was fun.

I've never gotten a boner from just thinking about it.

Is it Izzy that's making this situation different?

We get out at our appartment.

We sit down at the couch. Both too nervous to look at each other.

"Look I... I don't want things to change between us." Izzy says.

"Dude. You said you are gonne have my dick in your mouth. Ofcourse that is gonna change something." I say.

Izzy bited his lip and puts his head in his hands.

He looks at my lips.

Not at my face.
Not at my eyes.
Directly at my lips.

He sits back up and looks at me, at my eyes this time.

We both don't know what to do.

What do you do in this situation?

Fuck it.

I lean in and push his chin a bit up with my hand. I press my lips on his.

I feel Izzy stiffening.

Our lips part. I look izzy in his eyes.

Fuck fuck fuck. Why did I do that?

I want to apologize but before I could say something Izzy pressed his lips on mine.

Fuck they feel so soft. So different than girl lips.

I put my hand on his cheeck. He puts his hand on my thigh making me moan in surprise.

He leaves my lips and goes to my cheeck. He follows it down to my neck.

He gets off the couch and sits on his knees infront of me.

He slowly unbuttons my shirt while still kissing me.

I run my hand trough his hair.

My shirt is unbuttoned and he is now kissing my happy trail.

The button of my pants was open. My pubes are showing.

Izzy unzips my zipper.

"Fuck! I can't do this!" Izzy says and he jumps up.

"I mean, I've never sucked a dick before. And now I'm about to suck my friends dick?! What the fuck!" Izzy says and he sits down on the couch.

I just stare at the wall. My head is picturing what could have happend.

"So, what do we do now?" Izzy asks.

"Fuck, I need a beer." Izzy says under his breath

"I need fucking fifty beers to get over this." I say and walk to the fridge.

I take a six pack beer out of it and walk back to the couch.

Izzy looks at me as I sit down.

I still have a boner. Izzy saw it.
He looks the other way when our eyes meet.

I pass him one and take one for myself.
We open the beers.

I take a sip. And another.
And another. Until the bottle is empty. Then I get a new one.

Izzy is still drinking his first one.

"Pff. What did we think was gonna happen? Like we would actually do that." I say and force myself to chuckle.

"You know, you were the first guy I ever kissed." Izzy says.

"Same here." I say and take a sip.

"You aren't a bad kisser." Izzy says.

I chukle.
"Thanks. You look like you would be decent at sucking dick." I say.

Izzy chukles. He doesn't look at me.

"So... Will this change anything?" Izzy asks.

"Well, except the fact that I will think of this everytime I get my dick sucked. I don't see why it should change anything." I say.

Izzy sighs. I can't tell if it was out of relief.

Izzy puts his empty bottle down. I do the same with mine. We both drink another one. And another one. And one more.

We still haven't really talked.

"You know, things are already fucked up. We can't reverse this moment. We should just..." Izzy says and looks at me.

As soon as our eyes lock he looks away.

"We should what?" I say. I supress a smile.

Why am I hoping he is talking about what just happend?

Why do I want him so suddenly?

Fuck fuck fuck.

We look at each other again.

"You know, I think I would be good at sucking dick." Izzy says.

I want to say something but before I get the chance Izzy presses his lips on mine.

I give in to my instinct, and my dick, and kiss him back.

Izzy is kind of aggressive. He dominates my mouth with his tongue.

I playfully push his tongue around.

I put my hand on the back of his neck.

"I haven't showed you the bedroom yet." I say as our lips part.

I take Izzys collar in my hand and carefully pull him up.

I start kissing him again and drag my hand down his arm. Taking his clammy hand I lead him to the bedroom.

Izzy closes the door behind him.

I turn around and he pushes me against the wall.

He slams his lips on mine.
I drag my hands down his back. Resting them on his hips and pulling him closer.

I slide one of my hands to his ass.

Fuck.
Are we really doing this?
I know I don't want to stop, but what do I want to happen?