Steven Tyler has never really been known for his smarts. Hence why he decided that it would be a good idea to drink soup through a straw, the stupidest idea he had all month. As soon as the scalding liquid hit his tongue, he cried in pain. Not just any cry, the I’m-in-pain-and-need-help cry.
Joe Perry heard this cry and rushed to Steven. He looked at the brunette with an are-you-serious-right-now look, seeing the soup and straw. Steven just held onto Joe and cried. The first thought that crossed Joe’s mind is how much pain his lover must be in.
“Can I kiss it better at all honey bunches?” He asked Steven. The older boy nodded and stuck out his poor burnt tongue. Joe looked at him and kissed it gently, being careful not to hurt the man in any way.
“Did I make it alright?” Joe asked. Steven once again nodded his head as a response. Joe sighed, exasperated with his lover. How could he make him use his words? This has been going on for a couple of days. Well, he knew one surefire way to make him talk.
“Come on Steven, we’re going to the bedroom.” Joe pulled his boyfriend along. Once the two reached the bedroom, Joe pinned Steven to the bed, making sure he couldn’t get up. He locked his gaze with Steven’s.
Steven’s eyes were like 2 orbs of chocolate, just heartwarming when you need them the most. Joe instantly started singing Firehouse’s When I Look Into Your Eyes. Steven melted under Joe’s gaze, staying there like that for 4 minutes.
Once Joe was finished, he started kissing the older man’s lips. The kisses were gentle, yet oh so full of passion. His kisses got progressively rougher, until he started kissing Steven’s neck. The kisses got closer to his collarbone, and only stopped for Joe to rid Steven of his shirt. Joe then kissed down the older man’s chest and stomach, earning mewls from his lover. Joe looked up at Steven.
“Do you wanna stop there, or are you comfortable with me touching you?” He asked the brunette.
Steven thought for a bit. “You can touch me. I consent.”
Joe unbuttoned Steven’s leather pants and pulled them off, leaving Steven in just his boxers. Joe then quickly undressed himself, pulling his shirt off then his jeans. Steven looked down and blushed.
“Do you like what you see baby?” Joe asked his honey. Steven looked back and kissed his boyfriend.
“Always, love.” Steven smiled at his hot boyfriend. Joe kissed his lover a bit more before looking at him for consent to take off his boxers. Steven gave the younger consent. So Joe started touching his cock.
“Mmmm, Joe, that feels good. Don’t stop!” Steven moaned out, gripping the sheets he lie on. Joe slowed down, teasing the man that he loved so dearly. He wished that he could pick things up, but tonight was just lovemaking. So Joe took off his briefs.
Joe positioned himself at his lover’s entrance but stopped.
“Honey bear, do you want to do this?” Joe always asked consent before touching his boyfriend.
“Yes.” Steven consented. Joe pushed himself into Steven and sat still for a bit, waiting for confirmation to move. Steven nodded, and Joe started off at a slow pace. He loved the feeling of his lover’s pleasure being at his command, he relished in it.
“Joe, god, pick the pace up my lovely! God!” Steven moaned out with pleasure. Joe obliged and hit his lover’s prostate with each thrust, sending them both over the edge. After they both laid down, Joe looked at Steven.
“Now will you talk to me?” He asked.
“Yes Joe. I’ll use my words from now on.” Steven replied.
