A/N: Umm, hey everyone. I just leave this little comment to let you know there are some *heated* ( More so than in any of my other stories) scenes in this chapter that you may want to skip if you're not into that or if they ruin the flow of the story for you. Anyways, this is my first attempt at writing in this way and I wanted to see how it went, so here it is. If you're not into that, just skip this chapter altogether and you'll still understand the plot. If you want to give it a go: thank you! and I hope it's not too bad!!!
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Chris never thought he’d spend the last hours of Christmas day, making out with his best friend on his bed, but here they were, deeply engrossed in their task.
Time suddenly ceased to exist as such, he could not estimate how much he spent kissing the other boy, he only knew how very appealing his soft lips were.
Not many words were shared, they said everything they needed to say through their kisses, they were sometimes tender and sweet, with loving caresses and gentle hugs and then, their need for each other became too raw, too demanding and they greedily devoured each other’s mouth as if their life depended on it.
It was certainly a new experience for Chris for as much as he adored Jonny; he’d never kissed another guy before and he was still a bit dazed about kissing another man. It slightly shocked him when it crossed his mind, but deep down, something told him this was right.
The connection he shared with the other boy was fascinating, he had of course experienced it before, when making music or in their friendship, but now…now it was even more intriguing.
It was enticing and alluring and eventually Chris tried his best to push any reservations he might have out of his mind and eagerly dived in.
It felt like jumping blindfolded from a trampoline, terrifying at first but, luckily for Chris, calm and warm water was waiting for him in the end and so he then floated freely on its comforting arms.
Still, he felt somewhat inadequate and clumsy when he pushed himself on top of his friend and keenly attacked his neck, eager to keep finding new levels of intimacy with him.
He gently sucked Jonny’s soft skin and a chill ran down his spine at the little moan he managed to elicit from him.
Jonny’s positive response was an instant confidence boost and soon, he was sliding his leg between his friend’s, bringing their bodies closer together.
He chuckled, “This is slightly different from the last time I dry humped someone.”
Jon stopped kissing and looked at him with a raised eyebrow, “Just slightly different?”
“Well, a lot different, actually,” he admitted with a laugh.
Jonny let out a short chuckle and climbed on top of the other boy, looking down at him, green eyes dark with lust. Chris caressed his back and lifted his head, searching Jon’s lips with his, thirsty for more of his kisses.
His hands ran all over the younger man’s back, from his shoulders down to his hips while he enjoyed the intense feeling of Jonny’s kiss.
They impatiently pushed against each other, their arousal, quite evident even through their clothes. Eager to feel him closer to him, Chris posed his hands on the other man’s backside and held him to him, grinding against him with a groan, relishing in this amazing new feeling.
Jonny gasped and aimed for his neck, licking and sucking his sensitive skin until an electrifying sensation bolted through his whole body and he moaned rather loudly, surprising himself.
